Mine was vs Grimsby in 1982/83. We won 4-0 Imre Varadi (2), Keegan + Terry Mac scored. What I remember most was the home fans all shouting at Varadi and calling him names and generally giving him loads of abuse. This despite him scoring 2 (and I'm sure having a hand in the other 2 goals in a 4:0 drubbing). As a bemused lad at St James' for the first time, I turned to my dad and asked why they were all shouting at Varadi when we were winning and he had scored goals. My Dad, not even turning to face me, said through gritted teeth "Quiet son. He's useless!" End of conversation! Classic memories.
Which game? My favourite vs Everton was mid-eighties. It was a 2-2 draw, but I remember Beardo jinking in and scoring a goal that left 5 Everton defenders on their arses in the penalty box wondering what the hell he had just done. Oh, and Billy Whitehurst (remember him?) shoulder barged their defender so hard, he knocked him 10 ft off the pitch - totally legitimate back then too.
Obi Wan. My favourite vs Everton was mid-eighties. As a bemused lad at St James' for the first time, I turned to my dad and asked why they were all shouting at Varadi when we were winning and he had scored goals. _____________________________________________________________________________________ You must have been about 40 then, and you were still going with your dad? I bet you let him pay too, didn't you.
Oh, and Billy Whitehurst (remember him?) shoulder barged their defender so hard, he knocked him 10 ft off the pitch - totally legitimate back then too. _________________________ Nothing wrong with the old shoulder charge, but it was supposed to be shoulder to shoulder, not the middle of the back.
I'm sure this was shoulder to shoulder. But it was the footballing shoulder barge equivalent of when Jonah Lomu threw Tony Underwood like a rag doll. Billy was a beast.
Think it was late 80's but deffo 2-0. I was a night game, everyone seemed pissed and seemed to be smoking.
I was once pulled up for supposedly hitting somebody in the back with my shoulder. My shoulder couldn't have reached his back in those days. I was a skinny little runt.
