Bashambauer
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One of the best ever away days! 
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My and my mate were 1st off that train so slipped the escort. Mad day.As a 14 year old kid I travelled up on the football special train with my mates Michael Aldred (Minky) & Jamie Smith (Smit).
Things I remember:-
The journeys up & back on the train were madness.
The walk down to the ground was chaos.
The run across the cricket pitch (some sort of field anyway) to the ground was like a big party. We saw Smit’s Uncle Steve with his mates.
Being stood at the back of the stand holding onto the hoardings.
I wore a purple tank top.
Going mad when the goals went in.
Being on the pitch at the end.
I was, went with my Dad as a 10 year old sat leant against the goal station where both goals scored absolutely magicOkay, who was there? I was. Went up in a removal van after the Limit. So a night on the piss beforehand and no sleep.
Can't really remember much about the game apart from pitch invasions, people throwing up, blokes dressed as gorillas, overcrowding on the terraces, people up the floodlights.
Do remember a spread being laid on for us at a pub in Attercliffe when we finally got back. One bloke walked into the room where the food was on display and immediately vomited on the floor.
Good times.
I was there but coudn't see anything had a great day out on the ale though.Okay, who was there? I was. Went up in a removal van after the Limit. So a night on the piss beforehand and no sleep.
Can't really remember much about the game apart from pitch invasions, people throwing up, blokes dressed as gorillas, overcrowding on the terraces, people up the floodlights.
Do remember a spread being laid on for us at a pub in Attercliffe when we finally got back. One bloke walked into the room where the food was on display and immediately vomited on the floor.
Good times.
One of the best ever away days!
As a Greno lad I'd probs know some of your fellow travellers, although I'd just turned 17 at the time and was only just becoming a regular at pubs in the village. It was a source of great pride to me at the time that Tony, the landlord in the Harrow was a massive Blade and had a Blades crest behind the bar - behind enemy lines and all that!Went with a great group of lads from the Old Harrow at Grenoside. Our minibus broke down on the M1 at Barnsley and we were sent a box van / removal truck as a replacement.
We picked up some lads in fancy dress on the way home and also got stopped by the coppers and told to lower the door on the back of the van.
What a fuckin great day.
Used to love it in the Old Harrow. I lived in Tinsley at that time and it was a really nice place to take my girlfriend for a drink. Tony was a great bloke and a really good landlord. I used to work with two regulars who went in the Harrow - Tony Bickers and Brian "Pearo" Pearson. I know Tony died many years ago but I lost touch with Pearo after I left my job. I also remember a bloke called John Smith who had the loudest voice I've ever heard at a football match. Another one of note was ex-Blade, Brian Richardson but I cant remember if he was on the trip to Darlington.As a Greno lad I'd probs know some of your fellow travellers, although I'd just turned 17 at the time and was only just becoming a regular at pubs in the village. It was a source of great pride to me at the time that Tony, the landlord in the Harrow was a massive Blade and had a Blades crest behind the bar - behind enemy lines and all that!
I missed the Crewe/ Pboro(home) and Darlo games as I'd just broken in to the men's cricket team at my local club. Missing games due to to football attending was a big no no.
I did go to the Pboro away midweek game a few weeks earlier. That is still possibly the best away end I've ever been in.
Coincidences aplenty. My Dad was a Tinsley lad; 49 Newmarch Street. I used to love going to Granddad's and sitting in his old Anderson shelter in the back garden.Used to love it in the Old Harrow. I lived in Tinsley at that time and it was a really nice place to take my girlfriend for a drink. Tony was a great bloke and a really good landlord. I used to work with two regulars who went in the Harrow - Tony Bickers and Brian "Pearo" Pearson. I know Tony died many years ago but I lost touch with Pearo after I left my job. I also remember a bloke called John Smith who had the loudest voice I've ever heard at a football match. Another one of note was ex-Blade, Brian Richardson but I cant remember if he was on the trip to Darlington.
I was only 21 at that time and everyone made me feel very welcome as a fellow Blade. Great days.
I remember reading in the Star on the following Monday about a Blade losing his finger climbing over the fence.What a day that was. I lost my finger the week before against Peterborough at home. I jumped off the fence at the Kop end and my ring pulled it off by getting caught on the wire. I had it amputated at the Royal Hallamshire and discharged myself in midweek to ensure I could go to this game. I’m glad I did it was unreal![]()
Just been out for a meal with above mate. Mentioned about his King Jeff crown. Apparently he's STILL got it up in his loft somewhere.!!!Brilliant day.
I remember walking across the cricket pitch. My mate had made a crown with the words King Jeff written on it. It just so happened the players arrived at the same time. Jeff King saw what he'd made and took it off him to wear it himself and walked along side of us with it on.
The game itself is a blur. The fancy dress in the centre of the pitch before the match. Gorillas, Superman and all manner of costumes.Was there at least three referees on the pitch at kick off or am I imagining that?
The pitch invasion at the end. Porterfield attempting to speak to us from the directors box and being drowned out by the chanting of his name.
Great memories.
I was there.Okay, who was there? I was. Went up in a removal van after the Limit. So a night on the piss beforehand and no sleep.
Can't really remember much about the game apart from pitch invasions, people throwing up, blokes dressed as gorillas, overcrowding on the terraces, people up the floodlights.
Do remember a spread being laid on for us at a pub in Attercliffe when we finally got back. One bloke walked into the room where the food was on display and immediately vomited on the floor.
Good times.
I went to the four nil away at Peterborough match too. Took as long to get off their car park after the match as the match lasted. Got down A1 to Ram Jam inn just in time for last orders. It was ram jam full of blades!I didn’t go
I was on a promise from a receptionist at a hotel in Huntingdon I’d met in a Cambridge club after the 4-0 away win at Peterborough. Nice girl .
Nearly broke her back (remember she had hair like Jeff King )
We had a Christmas biscuit tin with pub signs on it and I remember the Ram Jam Inn being on it. I was quite excited when we actually drove past it, not sure which match I was going to though.I went to the four nil away at Peterborough match too. Took as long to get off their car park after the match as the match lasted. Got down A1 to Ram Jam inn just in time for last orders. It was ram jam full of blades!
As I recall there had been a lot of talk in press pre match from their manager about how they were gonna slaughter us. He obviously didn't realise how much Morris and Edwards were going to tear them apart.
Sounds like you didn't even have to come from behind with the receptionist.
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