When life was simpler

[sitwell]

Central league on a Saturday afternoon when you couldnt you away and the scoreboard man walking up to A.

 

[Zipwire]

When i’m feeling nostalgic, I stick on this video from Sufcbabe07.

especially the lad shouting “GOTTA MAKE A CHOICE NOW MCCABE” and the woman at the end saying “sack the bastard”.

The lad in the green parka is a handsome and intelligent chap and the lad next to him with the long hair is the long departed and sadly missed Happy Hippy

 

[Nick Jansky]

The lad in the green parka is a handsome and intelligent chap and the lad next to him with the long hair is the long departed and sadly missed Happy Hippy

You shouldn’t have posted this. Fjortoft's Aeroplane has just ruptured the ligaments in his wrist.

 

[The Crab]

I wish you old boomers would pick a lane, you flip from The Good Old Days to You Whippersnappers Don’t Know How Good You Have It constantly.

Was it great in the past or was it shit? Or is it exactly the same as it is now where it wildly varies between the two?

The experience was great, the footy was often shite…

 

[The Crab]

I remember the signing of Richard Cadette. Nothing else comes close.

Ahhh the good old Blades Revival

 

[Silky Sabella]

My early memories from the late 70’s was you always used to smell cigars in the foyer area on the South stand where the posh fans went.

There was a big split. It was always quiet and safe in the seated areas. Where as the standing areas were always a free for all, quite rowdy and noisey.

Also during the early 80’s always remember the excitement to see football results. At the ground they had letters with the scores but you needed a programme to understand what the letters meant and they only ever game the half time score but sometimes they ran out of numbers so it was never reliable. Only the Sheff Wednesday score was updated when there was a goal and I remember the general excitement of anticipation when the guy with numbers was walking pitch side towards the letters to update the Sheff Wed latest score.

Also there would be small crowds outside Dixons shop window checking the scores on teletext. Also after a great performance (especially when both Sheffield teams won) there were often large queues at the newsagents everywhere waiting for the Green Un.

The Green’Un sports paper would generate huge excitement as we could see the latest results and league tables. As well as read reports and check league tables for local parks football.

Superb post, walking down to Hunters Bar at 6.30 to buy a Green Un was filled with pure excitement

 

[Lane Ender]

Remember being on John St West playing West Ham half a dozen of there crew came round really disrespectful a got a real kicking never forget the fear on their faces realising they’d dropped a right bollock

 

[Fjortoft's Aeroplane]

You shouldn’t have posted this. Fjortoft's Aeroplane has just ruptured the ligaments in his wrist.

Ain't no party like a car park party!

 

[John Street West Terrace]

Can remember Cinecentre above pond street, we used to call it skid row where the Friery was lol

Always had a chip butty from the The Friary on the way to the mstch

 

[Racing Blade]

Games kicking off at 3pm Saturday, every week, and ending at twenty to five.

Just enough time to get back to my dad's car and hear the brass band of BBC Sports Report playing.

The artistry of James Alexander Gordon reading the results with perfect intonation for a home win, draw or away win (and even the subtle difference where two 'Citys' or 'Uniteds' were playing each other).