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My Dad isn't really bothered about football, as a copper at matches in the 70s and 80s he's seen enough dickheads misbehaving to lose almost any interest in it he ever had. We still have the odd chat about it though as all three of his sons are Blades, with two of us being ardent supporters.

My daughter was taken to her first Blades match when she was five, and although she's not really too fussed now she's 13 she classes herself as a Blade, especially when we wind up my piggy father in law.
 
Being an S6 lad born into a family of non attending pigs or just not football minded, I started watching the blades aged 9 with a mate and his grandad. I took plenty of stick for my love of the red half of the city but I didn't care. Its a love affair that stays with you forever. My daughter was born in '96 and despite the odd game was a typical girl until about 4 years ago when she took a real interest and fell hook line and sinker for the Blades.
She's a regular away supporter along with her boyfriend 'biggey blade' , my other half and myself and it's brought us closer together. Unlike plenty on here it looks like I'm the instigator of hopefully generations of blades to come. With fingers crossed I look forward to the day I can introduce my grandchildren into the Blades family
 
My dad wasn't interested in football at all.All my mum's side are W******** or Hull.Dad's friend and our decorator took me to my first game at the late age of 11.We beat Wolves 1.0.The day made all the better with the letter A score on the old scoreboard being changed regularly till it reached 4.0 to WBA...
Dad only took me twice to the Lane.It's a different story for my kids all of who saw their first game before the age of 2.My two sons and my younger daughter now all have season tickets and the boys go to all the away games that I attend.My youngest girl went to her first away game with me at Rochdale last month.I used to love going to matches with my mates but nothings as good as 3 of my kids going with me every game....and at last seeing something to shout about.
 
I have no family connection to the Blades made my own choice aged 12. Haven't been able to get my grand kids on board, and I have tried (a lot) but my granddaughter aged 17 has bought my ticket for the Chesterfield game and is coming with me, her company is enough of a present in itself, and I will savour the day forever
 
27 years moving around in the army never gave my Dad the chance to become attached to a team, nor I as the son of a soldier, but when we moved to Worksop on his demob he suggested I start following one of the Sheffield teams. Thank God I made the correct choice.
I still have his newspaper cuttings and letters containing all things Blades which he posted weekly to me when I joined the merchant navy in the 70s. The used to arrive weeks late but I used to read them over and over again, enjoying memories of that special place. Thanks Dad.
 
My dad started taking me to BDTBL in 1975,he started watching the blades in the 50's,now he is 76 and I sit with him at the games.I have 2 daughters,the eldest hates football but the youngest had a spell in her teens of coming to games with me but doesn't really bother now.
 
I have no family connection to the Blades made my own choice aged 12. Haven't been able to get my grand kids on board, and I have tried (a lot) but my granddaughter aged 17 has bought my ticket for the Chesterfield game and is coming with me, her company is enough of a present in itself, and I will savour the day forever
Enjoy!!
 
My grandson is 2 and I am trying to ply him with Blades goodies and propaganda but his mother doesn't like football and she's being a reight spoilsport. When he's a bit older I'll smuggle him out to Bramall Lane and that should do the trick.

Me dad supported Chesterfield but one day he just decided he'd had enough and he never went back again even in 1997 when CFC got to the FA Cup semi-final. I think he must have thought he had already served the equivalent of a life sentence and deserved time off for good behaviour.

As for Uncle Fred, don't even mention him......................
 
My Dad took me to my first game, a night match against Leeds early 70's think may even have been 60's. Scared me to death the noise and just seeing every ones knees, we walked from home in Heeley. We were on the Bramall Lane end towards the cricket pitch. That's was me hooked. I started going regularly with my mates from 1975. I took my eldest to his first game at Wembley against Palace, not the best start but I guess it gave him a taste of what life would be like to be a blade! My dad stopped going, money was tight for him, raising a young family working in the steelworks. Unfortunately my eldest passed away when he was 18, I didn't know what I was going to do on match days, we had sat together on the kop for years. My dad took on his season ticket and we have been going together for the last 9 years. My youngest now has a season ticket but sits with his mates at the back of the kop. It is a special time to spend with your loved ones, the first match after my son died, I blubbed like an idiot all the way through the GCB anthem, it was great to have my dad there. I know one day he won't be but the time we spend creating memories is great. He is even wanting to come to MK Dons, he says he missed out at Leicester and Hartlepool!

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My Dad took me to my first game, a night match against Leeds early 70's think may even have been 60's. Scared me to death the noise and just seeing every ones knees, we walked from home in Heeley. We were on the Bramall Lane end towards the cricket pitch. That's was me hooked. I started going regularly with my mates from 1975. I took my eldest to his first game at Wembley against Palace, not the best start but I guess it gave him a taste of what life would be like to be a blade! My dad stopped going, money was tight for him, raising a young family working in the steelworks. Unfortunately my eldest passed away when he was 18, I didn't know what I was going to do on match days, we had sat together on the kop for years. My dad took on his season ticket and we have been going together for the last 9 years. My youngest now has a season ticket but sits with his mates at the back of the kop. It is a special time to spend with your loved ones, the first match after my son died, I blubbed like an idiot all the way through the GCB anthem, it was great to have my dad there. I know one day he won't be but the time we spend creating memories is great. He is even wanting to come to MK Dons, he says he missed out at Leicester and Hartlepool!

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I can only imagine the pain you have gone through FB. I think there will be plenty of us who will be celebrating promotion soon before looking to the skies and remembering those now who have left us. There'll be thousands of the buggers cheering us on from up above
 
Am I the only one who takes his daughter?! Her first game was Yeovil a few seasons ago, lost 2-1 (I think). Her mother was in attendance also and not impressed with my shouting and swearing and generally being pissed off!

Next visit was against Chesterfield last season when she wanted to leave at half time!! I'm quite sure some supporters will have done this in the past in disgust but not when you're 2-0 up and cruising!?

Shrewsbury Town is season she managed a full 90 minutes thank Christ and a victory to boot! Something has possibly clicked in her little mind as she actually wanted to go the Millwall match last week but I couldn't make it, however I promised the next one (Coventry) and also MK Dons! Having her with me and seeing her in a little Blades shirt makes my heart melt! Not having a son makes me more desperate to get her interested but we shall see, hopefully my patience and softly softly approach will last a lifetime? If not I shall treasure these moments instead!

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Am I the only one who takes his daughter?! Her first game was Yeovil a few seasons ago, lost 2-1 (I think). Her mother was in attendance also and not impressed with my shouting and swearing and generally being pissed off!

Next visit was against Chesterfield last season when she wanted to leave at half time!! I'm quite sure some supporters will have done this in the past in disgust but not when you're 2-0 up and cruising!?

Shrewsbury Town is season she managed a full 90 minutes thank Christ and a victory to boot! Something has possibly clicked in her little mind as she actually wanted to go the Millwall match last week but I couldn't make it, however I promised the next one (Coventry) and also MK Dons! Having her with me and seeing her in a little Blades shirt makes my heart melt! Not having a son makes me more desperate to get her interested but we shall see, hopefully my patience and softly softly approach will last a lifetime? If not I shall treasure these moments instead!

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My daughter is 21 PB. Like you I have no sons so I genuinely thought I would have to wait for grandkids. How wrong could I be. It was tentative steps when she was younger and a little hit and miss but once the bug bit she was hooked. its certainly helped bring us even closer and we have some great days out together. I wouldn't swap them for anything
 
My daughter is 21 PB. Like you I have no sons so I genuinely thought I would have to wait for grandkids. How wrong could I be. It was tentative steps when she was younger and a little hit and miss but once the bug bit she was hooked. its certainly helped bring us even closer and we have some great days out together. I wouldn't swap them for anything

God bless you old boy!! Hope springs eternal then......her mother is a grade A, unstable cunt though and is shortly moving over near Hull. New bloke is a Hull City fan, I'll go fucking radge if they try converting her!
 
Only decent thing my real dad ever did for me was take me to BDTBL a couple of times when I was a nipper ! He did one when I was young and good old Grandad stepped up til I could fly solo or with mates dad ! Fast forward many years , me and eldest little beard have been going , now 7 year old daughter fully converted , up with the GCB song at the start and the works ( shouts you buggers at the away end when/if they score) but still some work to do with little beard (5)- been 3 times and was so excited , getting up too early , singing "we've got Billy Sharp" etc etc fell asleep at half time (bloody lightweight!) and Mrs Beard had to take him out on Boxing Day !! His next mission is Chesterfield. Fingers crossed he sees the end .
The time you spend together is unique and absolutely priceless and forges bonds and memories that will live forever!
Ps The "W" word associated with the pigs across the city is banned in our house and my daughter wouldn't write it at school when they were writing days of the week and she explained to her teacher she wasn't allowed to say it ! Nah nah nah nah ....
As ever UTB!
 
A mere 46 years for me but I first took my son when he was 4 and 28 yrs on we still go together.

We lived in Maidenhead for most of his growing up years and although it was a long drive 10am till 8pm on home game Saturdays was real father/son time.

Results varied, fortunes varied, but the time together was priceless.
Good to see you again yesterday evening, Maiders :)

Was hoping you'd be in the bar later but we got back to the hotel for 01:15 and then got them to reopen the bar ;)
 
I love the romance of generations of Blades but I have to say that the sport is not to be recommended any more and SUFC? Selling club!

Life of mysery.

Brought our kids up with blind loyalty but we are all out of Sheffield now and the grandkids will enjoy different life choices I'm sure.

Having said all that we brought the two oldest lads to United's first win of the season after 1 point from 12 and we kept telling them week after week it was them who made all the difference from that day.

The oldest actually asked to see the league table today as he had a rest from his scooter etc. Said he'd heard us talking enthusiastically. Nip it in the bud his Dad says, can't blame him.
 
Nice words GCB....I missed out as my father was not a nice person so never really had the chance to go to matches with him.

I did find the Blades family though, first with school mates, then drinking partners and onto my sons etc...

There are plenty of friendships on here both in people you meet or just chat with!

What a sensible thread!

:)

SF, That almost mirrors my story except that now I take my grandsons as well as my sons. UTB
 
It is my b'day today and chatting to my mum it turns out that my granddad & grandma used to live in Godric Road, S5 (Shiregreen) in rented accommodation - a fact I didn't know until today. They were Wendies but were able to cobble enough money together to buy a small house in Margaret Street, S2 - literally a 2 minute stroll to John Street for the ones that don't know it. Being so close and thanks to a late arrival of the 5th child, my uncle (who rebelled against the Wendies in the house and became a Blade) turned all his nephews/nieces into Blades also.

How close I came to being a piggy :( Thanks Uncle and thank you granddad (long since passed away) for having the sense to move to pastures new.

My boys a Blade also.......the dynasty is continued.

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PS: Some good stories on here.
 
Good to see you again yesterday evening, Maiders :)

Was hoping you'd be in the bar later but we got back to the hotel for 01:15 and then got them to reopen the bar ;)
Good to see you too Ken, albeit a brief encounter.

Your return was 3 hrs after my bedtime!!!
 
I've tried taking my ex-wife, current wife, step sons, my son and my daughter but it's only my daughter that has become a devoted Blade. I've lived in Gloucestershire my whole life, but fell in love with Sheffield thanks to a few train spotting trips to Wath, Tinsley and Midland station in the late 1970s. I never warmed to any local teams and my parents weren't interested in football, so I started following United through the radio, newspapers and Final Score etc.
I went to my first United game away at Swindon (a 2-1 defeat of course), but I really did honestly feel like I'd joined a 'club' for life that day.
I took my ex-wife to a few games but she's a Wolves fan so she was without hope. I took my current wife too, including the 3-1 win against Wendy at the Lane. Even Michael Brown's wonder goal didn't convert her to United - football still leaves her cold.
My son and daughter were just about old enough to make the trip in the Warnock era. I'd just split up from their mum, and saw both of them one day a week in that rather awkward, artificial way that absent parents do. We went to a few games together and then took the plunge and got season tickets for the Premier League season. They both loved the day out, the Lane and everything about it. My son is a Liverpool fan so his heart wasn't always totally in it, but he now works for Sunderland in the media dept so maybe his Blades experiences helped him along the way.
However my daughter still comes to virtually every match with me. She's red and white through and through, despite all the heartache that has come with it. We have a brilliant day win or lose, setting off from Stroud for the 3 hour journey, nattering all the way - Strensham for breakfast, Tibshelf for a wee, 2 hours on the Kop followed by chips from Admiral in Mosborough listening to P&G. For evening games we drive to Tamworth, train to Sheffield and then a quick dash for the 22.00 to Birmingham New Street back to Tamworth. Usually home about 01.00am.
I honestly believe Sheff Utd saved my relationship with my children, especially my daughter. We've been through so much together, virtually all of it miserable but we both wouldn't have it any other way. We're both stuck with the Blades for life come rain or shine. We both feel part of the family.
After all the disappointments we're nearly there. I know we might not go up Wednesday but I'm sure it'll soon be confirmed. I'll give her hand a little squeeze during GCB this week and reflect on what I've read in this thread . Another 'father - daughter' bond woven into the wonderful fabric that is our beloved Sheffield United.
 
My Dad first took me in Sept 66. We beat Spurs 2 1. Started going regular iin 70/71 season and never stopped. Started taking my son & daughter but only she caught the bug. We've had season tickets for about 20 years. Now my Grandson has joined us so 3 generations.

My Dad passed away in 2011 (today would have been his 93rd birthday).
 
I've tried taking my ex-wife, current wife, step sons, my son and my daughter but it's only my daughter that has become a devoted Blade. I've lived in Gloucestershire my whole life, but fell in love with Sheffield thanks to a few train spotting trips to Wath, Tinsley and Midland station in the late 1970s. I never warmed to any local teams and my parents weren't interested in football, so I started following United through the radio, newspapers and Final Score etc.
I went to my first United game away at Swindon (a 2-1 defeat of course), but I really did honestly feel like I'd joined a 'club' for life that day.
I took my ex-wife to a few games but she's a Wolves fan so she was without hope. I took my current wife too, including the 3-1 win against Wendy at the Lane. Even Michael Brown's wonder goal didn't convert her to United - football still leaves her cold.
My son and daughter were just about old enough to make the trip in the Warnock era. I'd just split up from their mum, and saw both of them one day a week in that rather awkward, artificial way that absent parents do. We went to a few games together and then took the plunge and got season tickets for the Premier League season. They both loved the day out, the Lane and everything about it. My son is a Liverpool fan so his heart wasn't always totally in it, but he now works for Sunderland in the media dept so maybe his Blades experiences helped him along the way.
However my daughter still comes to virtually every match with me. She's red and white through and through, despite all the heartache that has come with it. We have a brilliant day win or lose, setting off from Stroud for the 3 hour journey, nattering all the way - Strensham for breakfast, Tibshelf for a wee, 2 hours on the Kop followed by chips from Admiral in Mosborough listening to P&G. For evening games we drive to Tamworth, train to Sheffield and then a quick dash for the 22.00 to Birmingham New Street back to Tamworth. Usually home about 01.00am.
I honestly believe Sheff Utd saved my relationship with my children, especially my daughter. We've been through so much together, virtually all of it miserable but we both wouldn't have it any other way. We're both stuck with the Blades for life come rain or shine. We both feel part of the family.
After all the disappointments we're nearly there. I know we might not go up Wednesday but I'm sure it'll soon be confirmed. I'll give her hand a little squeeze during GCB this week and reflect on what I've read in this thread . Another 'father - daughter' bond woven into the wonderful fabric that is our beloved Sheffield United.

I loved reading that, beautiful story. Welcome to the forum.
 
My grandad was the one who dragged me kicking and screaming into Blades land. He's 73 now but doesn't get to many matches for financial reasons. He supported Wilder's appointment but never expected to see another promotion after the shit we've had to endure in this league!
 
Very moving posts on here the last few days, can't resist adding a few thoughts. Strange how reading other people's thoughts makes you realise things about your own experiences that you hadn't properly understood before. My dad followed Utd from the record home win v. Cardiff to his last match v.Walsall, heading for Division 4. He was in hospital for the first match the following season, but insisted I should go to the Lane with my son rather than visit him. I got my son fixed up with a friend to see the match, and listened to the commentary on the radio in the hospital car park, so my last conversation with him was about a match that I pretended to have been to, and he was glad to think that he hadn't been the cause of the 2 of us missing a match.
I have been going to matches with my son for many years, and I won't say how much it means, because it would embarrass him. Daughter lives away, but still comes several times a year to matches with our grandkids, who love their games at The Lane. Grandson is enjoying school just now, because his maths teacher is a Bolton fan! We will all be together for the Chesterfield match. Wembley v. Hull was a family experience to savour.
Mrs HBT has never got the Blades bug. I took her to Hodgy's 500th match, away at Newcastle. Behind the goal, no roof, compacted snow which your feet stuck to if you didn't keep moving them: she didn't see the point of it, whereas the wave Hodgy gave us as he came towards our goal made my day. Still, she did marry me, and the only downside is that if all goes well in the next 18 months, our golden wedding celebrations might make me miss our first match back in the premier league in 2018! Hope you won't ban me on here for being a part-timer.
 



What about Mums and Nannans?

The Blades were passed down the matriarchal line in my family, a traditional I shall endeavour to continue with my soon-to-arrive daughter. I think my Nannan paid for my first season ticket as a Christmas present and between her and my Uncle, indoctrinated me correctly... with my Mum taking a benign interest.

It turns out I'll watch any old shite for a Bovril and a sausage roll.
 

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