Its being one of only half a dozen Blades in a Parson Cross infant school around the 66 cup final when the whole school including staff was made to be happy about the Grunts appearance at Wembley .Feck that and hoorah at the final whistle .The kicks and the punches in the play ground that preceded it and followed it coloured my feelings for grunts to this day.
Its about being a young lad when probabaly one of the best sides Ive seen for The Blades stormed to the top of Div One in the early 70s and sweapt aside all in front of them .And my club got mentions in things like Shoot and football Monthly and appeared on telly
Its about being a teenager and realising as the side slipped down the Leagues that even my dedication couldnt change that ,dedication that had cost me jobs and relationships but dediction that remained solid nontheless.Even after boxing day
And all the above took place on Parson cross surrounded by pigs except for about 20 or so other Blades
Its about being a 20 something ,flush with cash and independant , in the casuals era ,good clothes and loads of ale and seeing the change in the way Blades fans suddenly wernt a laughing stock and seeing the side eventually climb the leagues as me and loads of other like minded lads followed them all over the place ,generally not giving a shit what anybody thought or said about us .
Its about reaching my 40`s and realising I had to slow down ,cutting back on the away trips and the ale (thanks Shred ) but at the same time watching the Blades rise again and constantly take the piss out of the Grunts and the Grunt fans I`d grown up with
And now its about being in my 50`s and realising that football goes in a circle mainly ,the only constant is the fans ,or at least certain fans ,I see and talk to lads now I got to know when I first started travelling back in the late 70`s ,some I dont even really know their names and conversations start with "hey up fella " or " how are ya mate " but the conversations always start and they are always available if you find yourself alone at a bar etc .And there are lads who`ve become great mates and lifelong friends
I love BB`s post ,it sums it for me too
Its like having a second wife ! ........................ yer have a good moan nar n again but yer luv em ! ....... and any outsiders criticising better watch out