1. Went to a midweek cup match at Filbert Street against Man City with ny mum and dad. We stood together behind the goal in the Kop. By the end of the match, I was over by the west stand, my dad by the east stand and my mum only stayed where she was cos a guy grabbed hold of her and clung on to a barrier. Huge crowd - it was like a mad mosh pit.
2. Diving behind a caravan inside the Ayresome Road ground while the Middlesboro lot stood at the top of the steps hurling rocks,coal, pennies and whatever missiles they could find. Sounded like the maddest drum solo I have ever heard as they thudded against the caravan.
3. Travelling down to Leyton Orient only to find that the match had been postponed an hour earlier cos of snow blizzards.
4. Being pushed off a barrier at Highfield Road when watching the chavs lose 8-1 to the mighty Foxes. The chav fans singing 'we want 10' to see if their new scoreboard could cope.
5. Watching Muzzy leap like a salmon down at Watford to nick a play off place on the last day of the season.
6. Standing in the Holt End with ny dad and uncle, and watching Bobby Roberts drill one in from outside the box, and then listening to my uncle (a villa fan) for 5 hours saying they should have won.
7. In the North Bank at Highbury to see City beat arsenal 2-0, with my mate telling me what a prat I was by celebrating the second goal. 4000 skin heads turned to face us. Mind you the police escort to the tube station 2 minutes from the end was impressive. 10 coppers for me and my mate and they cleared the platform and wouldnt let anyone else on the train.
Happy days eh
Some good memories there. What year was that Coventry match?