Tri Dellas and a fantastic day at Tranmere

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Good to see Tranmere Rovers back in the football league where they belong. One of my favourite away days was at Prenton Park in March 1999.2-0 down into the second half, we seemed to be down and out, until the magnificent Tri Dellas came on. He scored two fantastic goals and turned the game around, all in front of delirious Blades fans (is it called the Cowshed End?).
I nearly didn't make it, thanks to my poor geography. I thought Tranmere was the other side of the Mersey and only just made it in time. One of the more difficult grounds to find!
 

Didn't we come from two down to win three two at Tranmere one week and from three one down to win four three at Notts County the week after in the cup replay?
I think that was in January. Vas Borbokis with a free kick in the last minute in front of Blades fans (again). We all knew it was going to go in, great to have such confidence in a free kick taker.
 
I think that was in January. Vas Borbokis with a free kick in the last minute in front of Blades fans (again). We all knew it was going to go in, great to have such confidence in a free kick taker.
Probably, its the old memory playing tricks on me again. I thought it was too good to be true, two away wins in a week.
 
Good to see Tranmere Rovers back in the football league where they belong. One of my favourite away days was at Prenton Park in March 1999.2-0 down into the second half, we seemed to be down and out, until the magnificent Tri Dellas came on. He scored two fantastic goals and turned the game around, all in front of delirious Blades fans (is it called the Cowshed End?).
I nearly didn't make it, thanks to my poor geography. I thought Tranmere was the other side of the Mersey and only just made it in time. One of the more difficult grounds to find!
I was sat on their main stand with my tranmere mate. We sat in front of Keith Edwards doing his radio bit.

I saw Tri getting ready to come on as sub.. I turned to my mate and said “you’ve fucked it now, big Tri is coming on”

First thing he did when he came on was stand on the ball as he tried to trap it and it went out of play.. my mate pissed himself!! He didn’t have the last slight though did he!!?

When Tri got the winner i went a bit mental.. me on my own in their main stand!! Sir Keith was pissing himself watching me
 
Parked up with my Dad for this one, he walked on ahead of me, keen not to miss the match. I slouched on behind as the sullen teenager I was. Then a bunch of young kids asked me if they could 'watch your car for you?' - first time I had ever heard this and quickly fobbed them off.

I caught up with my father and told him the tale. He stopped, ashen faced. He ran back (well walked but with his arms swaying a bit, like Dads do) caught up with them and paid them whatever it was they wanted.

When we returned after the match our car was fine...I dread to think what it would have looked like had he agreed with me that this was an unnecessary expense.

I'm sure others experienced this at Tranmere, Everton and Liverpool?
 
Parked up with my Dad for this one, he walked on ahead of me, keen not to miss the match. I slouched on behind as the sullen teenager I was. Then a bunch of young kids asked me if they could 'watch your car for you?' - first time I had ever heard this and quickly fobbed them off.

I caught up with my father and told him the tale. He stopped, ashen faced. He ran back (well walked but with his arms swaying a bit, like Dads do) caught up with them and paid them whatever it was they wanted.

When we returned after the match our car was fine...I dread to think what it would have looked like had he agreed with me that this was an unnecessary expense.

I'm sure others experienced this at Tranmere, Everton and Liverpool?
Yes, Scousers love the old "quid to look after your car mate" which loosely translated means, give us a quid or we'll smash a window.

Once told some kids, it's ok, we've got an alsashian in the boot, the response came back "Good at putting fires out is he your alsashian?"
 
Yes, Scousers love the old "quid to look after your car mate" which loosely translated means, give us a quid or we'll smash a window.

Once told some kids, it's ok, we've got an alsashian in the boot, the response came back "Good at putting fires out is he your alsashian?"
had you downed a bottle of wishky?
 
Allus remember the John Aldridge Tranmere side of the mid-late 90s pushing for promotion to the Prem.

Sounds unbelievable today but it really happened.
Seem to remember being at the front of the kop watching Tranmere beat us 2-0 at the Lane, he may have scored both. :(
 
Good to see Tranmere Rovers back in the football league where they belong. One of my favourite away days was at Prenton Park in March 1999.2-0 down into the second half, we seemed to be down and out, until the magnificent Tri Dellas came on. He scored two fantastic goals and turned the game around, all in front of delirious Blades fans (is it called the Cowshed End?).
I nearly didn't make it, thanks to my poor geography. I thought Tranmere was the other side of the Mersey and only just made it in time. One of the more difficult grounds to find!

In the post match interview, Steve Bruce was asked about his stroke of genius in bringing Dellas on. He said it wasn't genius, it was pure panic.

We'd never been to Tranmere before that day (may have told this one before) and coming up the M53, saw a car with a Tranmere scarf on the parcel shelf and decided to follow it.

We ended up on a housing estate, where the elderly couple had gone to pick up their grandson before going to the match. We went in for a cup of tea and they escorted us to a fantastic parking place for a quick getaway afterwards.
 
Not a great day to be a football fan in Hamburg!
Not for HSV fans, no, but I'm St. Pauli so languishing in the middle of the 2nd division isn't so bad. :) It is amazing that they've gone down though, been on the cards for a while but mismanagent of the highest order. They'll be at the tennis balls next.
 

In the post match interview, Steve Bruce was asked about his stroke of genius in bringing Dellas on. He said it wasn't genius, it was pure panic.

We'd never been to Tranmere before that day (may have told this one before) and coming up the M53, saw a car with a Tranmere scarf on the parcel shelf and decided to follow it.

We ended up on a housing estate, where the elderly couple had gone to pick up their grandson before going to the match. We went in for a cup of tea and they escorted us to a fantastic parking place for a quick getaway afterwards.

There are many things, due to modern developments, that youngsters today simply will not experience. A sad one in this world of Sat-Navs, Google Maps and adequate signage is the hunt for the first time visit to an away ground.

The brief look on the 'how to get there' section of the last home programme. The follow the car with a Blades or Home team scarf manoeuvre you described above. The panic to see you had a couple of Blades following you with your scarf out the window when you had no idea where you were going. The frantic search on the horizon for the holy grail of floodlight pylons (another rare commodity these days). Then the first sight of groups of people walking to the ground which was the cue to find a parking spot pronto.

Salad days.
 
There are many things, due to modern developments, that youngsters today simply will not experience. A sad one in this world of Sat-Navs, Google Maps and adequate signage is the hunt for the first time visit to an away ground.

The brief look on the 'how to get there' section of the last home programme. The follow the car with a Blades or Home team scarf manoeuvre you described above. The panic to see you had a couple of Blades following you with your scarf out the window when you had no idea where you were going. The frantic search on the horizon for the holy grail of floodlight pylons (another rare commodity these days). Then the first sight of groups of people walking to the ground which was the cue to find a parking spot pronto.

Salad days.
I went to Maine Road when I was 14 with no idea more than get a train to Manchester and hopefully be able to see the ground and if not ask someone which bus to catch.
 
The joy of away travel has been lost, however the pain in the arse of getting lost and still driving around at 2:45pm has been taken away by the joy of satnavs.
 
That game was the one and only time I have ever been to Tranmere. I took both my teenage lads that day and at two down I was wishing I had stayed at home. In the end it was a great day and one of Tri’s goals was just fantastic. I am really glad I went.
 
There are many things, due to modern developments, that youngsters today simply will not experience. A sad one in this world of Sat-Navs, Google Maps and adequate signage is the hunt for the first time visit to an away ground.

The brief look on the 'how to get there' section of the last home programme. The follow the car with a Blades or Home team scarf manoeuvre you described above. The panic to see you had a couple of Blades following you with your scarf out the window when you had no idea where you were going. The frantic search on the horizon for the holy grail of floodlight pylons (another rare commodity these days). Then the first sight of groups of people walking to the ground which was the cue to find a parking spot pronto.

Salad days.

We used to find away grounds by the floodlights back in the day.

I have fond memories in the late 80s of night games Away at Port Vale, Bury, Newcastle, Watford, Mansfield, Wrexham and being exited as a young lad spotting the floodlights- a bit like getting to seaside!
 
We used to find away grounds by the floodlights back in the day.

I have fond memories in the late 80s of night games Away at Port Vale, Bury, Newcastle, Watford, Mansfield, Wrexham and being exited as a young lad spotting the floodlights- a bit like getting to seaside!

Same here - before t’internet we would drive to a town vaguely knowing where the ground was and hone in on the floodlights.
 
Anyone ever get "Taxed" on Merseyside? For any Youngsters reading,it's when you're basically Mugged, often at (stanley) knife point for your Trainers or jacket. I recall my mate being relieved of his Spanking new Adidas Trainers in such a manner in the 80's on a trip to Anfield!
 

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