What's your match day ritual?

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I came out of the theatre after the arrival of my youngest daughter by C-section, checked my phone and we were 3-0 up at Villa. By the time I'd got her in her first babygrow, it was 3-3 and I thought she's definitely gonna be a Blade.
Some might say there's something supernatural at play.

Others might say it's probably statistically highly likely that babies are born while SUFC are bollocking something up!
 

I came out of the theatre after the arrival of my youngest daughter by C-section, checked my phone and we were 3-0 up at Villa. By the time I'd got her in her first babygrow, it was 3-3 and I thought she's definitely gonna be a Blade.
My daughter was born around the time of John Egan's song, the Duffy role, Norwood's ping, Didzy and Sharp, overlapping centre halves, Dean Henderson on loan, finishing 9th in the Premier League and Wilder winning LMA manager of the year. I felt obliged to forewarn her, it isn't usually like this...
 
I always wear official Blades shop socks. I always drink morning coffee from Blades mug.

Nearly always wear something red. NEVER wear anything blue.
 
Get bus at around 13.15, despite son's protest's about going so early. Something about if the bus is full..

Walk to ground from interchange, used to get water in decathlon but the cafe is shut now.

Buy program (sometimes) from before underpass.

Go into ground, buy 2x over priced beers - the real reason we get there early... Sit down and drink on kop steps, whilst getting hassled by son to hurry up.

Finish drinks, sit down in kop. Go and get another drink.
 
Drive to Sheffield from Bolton, park at the Ncp and walk down to moor fisheries. Sit down with my Dad, Uncle and Brother to a traditional fish, chips and curry sauce lunch.

Dependant on time, if we are early enough, we go to the railway for a pre match Guinness. If not, it's straight onto the south stand car park, to kiss a brick (one with my late Brother's name on, not just any brick).

Quick walk around the shop to see if there is anything to buy the kids/myself and then into the ground. Bramall Lane upper stand for the best view in the stadium. Bovril at half time is a must. Praise or grumble on the radio for the begining of the drive home.

Perfection win, lose or draw ⚔️
 
Get bus at around 13.15, despite son's protest's about going so early. Something about if the bus is full..

Walk to ground from interchange, used to get water in decathlon but the cafe is shut now.

Buy program (sometimes) from before underpass.

Go into ground, buy 2x over priced beers - the real reason we get there early... Sit down and drink on kop steps, whilst getting hassled by son to hurry up.

Finish drinks, sit down in kop. Go and get another drink.
3pm kick offs. Yeah I remember then with fondness.
 
I've no idea why, for some reason this thread title reminds me of the episode of Bottom where Eddie and Richie go camping. It's the bit where Richie asks Eddie if he does anything before he goes to sleep in an attempt to get him to admit to w***ing. When I read the threat title I heard Eddie saying "Well I close my eyes and have a bit of a kip!"
 
Always have a piss in the kop toilets 45 mins before kick off and then again 10 mins before 😂😂 better than being in that bastard queue at half time.
 
Mines board a hideously crowded train at Manchester Oxford Road station then staring at random sheep somewhere near Bamford before bursting for a piss due to out of order bogs on train 🤬
 
Back when I was a young un', the routine was that me and my dad would drop my mum off at my nan and grandads house, mum and nan would go out shopping for the day, while me, dad and grandad went to watch the Blades. We would meet up with my dad's mates in Queens Rd social club (I think), opposite the ice rink, before walking up to the ground where we all sat together on the Kop.

These days, I usually pick my dad up and we go into the Sheaf for a couple.
 
Watch the first half of the early kick off.
Pick the old man up.
Go to the Byron, kids play pool and we watch the end of the match.
Park on Sharrow.
Walk down, get kids sweets from steers beers.
Always use the same turnstile.
Love it.
 
Wake up.
Sniff a fat key.
Put on my clobber.
Head out.
Another key.
Pub.
Find a disabled kid to punch in the kidneys.
Get inside the ground 10 minutes after kick-off.
Stand at the Kop bar until just after half-time smoking weed.
Offer out any fellow Blade who looks at me the wrong way.
Leave.
Stand outside away end ready to punch any elderly away fan upon exit.
Pub.
Home.
 
Train to sheffield
Sheffield tap pub
Bankers draft
Rutland
Used to drink on london road or near the ground but prefer the quiet life now
After the game a walk to kelham island and west bar for a few then last train home.
That’s a fair walk after t’match. Do you walk straight up towards Uni and down the hill ?
 
Saturday games from 3pm ko’s to 5:30s & 7:45’s, train, extra time, red lion, Fanny’s, panenka, match. After match, clubhouse, Fanny’s, round Donny. Week nights, either pick pal up or he picks me up depending which site we’re working on & have an hour in one of the named pubs higher up in this reply & straight him after the match.
 

Beer in village pub. Catch train, walk to Extra Time Sports Bar. Few beers, great atmosphere. Ground.
After match jog/walk down Shoreham Street to Sheffield Tap, catch always overcrowded train with hundreds of Blades. Back to village pub
 
I always turn left at the top of the stairs to get to my seat on the south stand. Mixed it up last year to see if it could make a bit of a difference but sadly not. back to turning left consistently this season and look what difference it’s having.
 
Sacrifice a small child of wednesday descent on the Shoreham street altar. Then chant "If porter scores, we're on the pitch" dancing around naked. Somert like that anyway
 
Tube from West London to St Pancras
St Pancras to Sheffield (beer or two on the train)
Meet my dad for a few beers pre match
2 hours in BDTBL
Dash back to Sheffield station
Train back to London
Tube home, sometimes stop at the pub, Fiance meets me there

Saturday 3pm makes this so much easier.
 
Wake up, open the drawer at the side of the bed and get out my Esso Sheffield United medal and toss it to decide which way round to wear my half n half scarf, once that big decision is out of the way I can relax into match day.
 
Depends if it's a Sunday, midweek, day or evening.
Those oddball Saturday 3pm's can't really be called a ritual.
 
“We need to leave by 12.30 at the latest if you want to go to the club shop”
“what are you all doing, we need to go now”
“I don’t think we’ll have time to go to Chinatown, we’ll get a burger.”
“Why do you have to get the sweets now, from the garage when there’s a massive queue?”
“Scuse me, sorry, cheers etc..”
“missed kick off again, sigh”
Can’t believe I missed “Line up for your colours check and anyone wearing blue stays at home to think about what they’ve just done” from this list.
 
I forgot the other match day ritual. We drive past Borton Church on the way down. Passing one day there was a wedding so I would the window down and shouted don’t do it, we won the game so me and the Grandson do it every game. 😳
 

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