'Memries' Sheffield Wednesday vs Sheffield United 11/03/1992

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I always thought Bobby and Dane should have been knighted after that performance, after all, if our two wins over midweek that season had been reversed they would have finished second and one point off the championship, a dreadful thought. Our superior team spirit won the day though.
 
Look away now Pinchy
I bet Diplodocus Dave gave Simon Tracey a reight old bollocking at half time for all that rolling and throwing the ball out, and setting goals up by playing it from the back.

And John Gannon with that pinpoint pass for the third. Gerrit hoofed aimlessly.
 



What a fantastic night

Was sat in their north stand up in the top corner with a few hundred other blades

Thought there might have been some bother at the end but they were like pussies :)

PS: reyt chest wig Bobby Davison was wearing in his post match interview :D
 
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Wednesday fans were at their arrogant best that season. To be fair they has a good chance of winning the league. We beat Wednesday 2-0 at home and all Owls were saying that was a one-off fluke and at Hillsboro they would get their revenge etc.

I was in the uncovered standing corner on the Leppings Lane end and it was drizzling most of the match.

We played the classic away performance and did a number on them. We defended deep forming a wall on the edge of our area meaning Wednesday struggled to create any chances. Although we didn't attack much we always looked the team more likely to score. Wednesday's defense and particularly Wood in goal seemed nervous.

We won 3-1 and it was a fair result. On the night we were the better team.

Coming out of Leppings Lane they were loads of Wednedayites and Blades were doing the conga singing "let's all laugh at Wednesday"
 
Wednesday fans were at their arrogant best that season. To be fair they has a good chance of winning the league. We beat Wednesday 2-0 at home and all Owls were saying that was a one-off fluke and at Hillsboro they would get their revenge etc.

I was in the uncovered standing corner on the Leppings Lane end and it was drizzling most of the match.

We played the classic away performance and did a number on them. We defended deep forming a wall on the edge of our area meaning Wednesday struggled to create any chances. Although we didn't attack much we always looked the team more likely to score.

We won 3-1 and it was a fair result. On the night we were the better team.

Coming out of Leppings Lane they were loads of Wednedayites and Blades were doing the conga singing "let's all laugh at Wednesday"
I rang my old man from the phone box on Penistone Road just so he could hear it. The atmosphere outside the ground was nearly as good as the one in it.

What a night. Got back to the Sidings in Dronfield for last orders and there were loads of lads in there who hadn't had tickets who'd watched it on Sky. Bill the landlord got back, rewound the video, pulled the curtains and locked the doors and we all watched it again.

Am sure I ought to have had a hangover the next morning but I couldn't wait to get into school for some reason :)
 
I have the Star souvenir special somewhere in the house , it has there crestfallen keeper standing under the score board , the neon lights beaming the score down on him , like a fucking halo .
Just a pity the goal ,was scored into the death trap end , because you would have seen me and a few more going fucking mental on there Kop ,
Well for about 5 minutes until we got dragged out by South Yorkshires finest , was worth the digs and gobs ( spit ) .
Saying that I fucking hate playing them , the what if they beat us nerves ,the how will we live it down thoughts.
because that means their on level par with us , instead of there rightful place below us
 
I was at sea, in Defence Watches on a Type 42 Destroyer on some pointless exercise out to the west of Scotland.

My missus had just returned home from hospital, and my dad rang my mum in law (who was exhausted) at ten at tight going "Up The Blades!" She (being originally from Rawtenstall) didn't have a fucking clue what the drunk twat was on about.

I was sat watching the Aft Section Base on HMS Newcastle, and one of the lads came past and said 'Your lot beat Wednesday'.

Made my fucking night.

pommpey
 
I was back in Sheffield for a week ( just split up with our lass ) .
We were due to play villa at home on satdi , that game was called off as they were still in the fa cup .
Pigs away saw up until first goal .
Man united at home , beaten 2-1 .
was stopped , and had my photo taken by south Yorkshires finest , leaving Pheasant , having glasses and bottles chucked at em as they walked post , hadn't put them in a good mood either .
 
I remember walking up Middlewood Road like a drowned rat but with the biggest smile ever.
 
I, and for reasons I won't go into here, was driving a late night women's mini bus safety service that night.., I couldn't swop or phone in sick, it was one of those community service type jobs...

So, the poor ladies requiring safety (!) were treated to full on commentary as I picked them up and took them home.. The down time between pick ups was spent driving round the wrong and dirty end of town trying to get some atmos...

The bus rocked that night. So whilst I wasn't inside the ground, I was definitely there along with a whole load of baffled wimmin who, whilst not knowing the city like i did, did eventually question why the safety bus kept going via the wrong end of town.

As with many others, may not have been in the ground, but boy I was there!
 
Anyway, let's have a chat about John Harris' football team.

No? Thought not....

Kick it Long; Kick it Hard; Kick it High.
 



I exorcised a few ghosts of Boxing Day that evening as me and a mate managed to get a ticket each for their kop, just like we did in 1979.
It's said that you have to experience the low points in life in order to make the highs seem so much better. How appropriate in this case. I can still hear the wall of noise from the Leppings Lane end as each goal went in.
Unforgettable evening.
 

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