Yep, I was there. Nearly broke my leg on the balck ice around the ground and Ghilas, in his big chance to shine, put in one of the worst performances I had ever seen from a professional footballer. When people were clamouring for him to get a game I always responded that they cant have gone to this game.
I was sitting on an embankment with a group of loonies on a broken down bus on the way to Blackburn. We were feeding the donkies and waiting for someone to fix our flat tire and singing our heads off. Even though we did'nt get there till half time I think everybody enjoyed the night out and we drank a lot of beer. 5000 friggin miles to see a game and I'm sitting in a field by Drax power station with a broken down mini bus. Now if you can see the humour in that and still enjoy the night then you are a true football fan, it's about the experience more than the result.
I remember going to Swansea (in the Hately era I think, not sure) and counting something like 29 City fans there. A lot of the southern games such as Torkey or Exeter which you might think would be poorly attended surprisingly never were due to City fans living down south.
Was about 20 of us at Scarboro', hoping they lost so we wouldnt exit the league. Can't even remember who they were playing, but the actual away fans thought it was funny.They did lose and 8 of us had a brill time in the evening.
Queens Park Rangers 1 Hull City 1 Very early 70's Thumbed it down with a friend can't remember seeing more then a handful of city fans at the game .. I was 14 and we both went on there little kop. Amazing how many backed off when we offered to fight them all... lol Took us 2 days to hitch back to Hull and got banned from going out again.. But got round that by skipping school on Fridays and not going home till Sunday or Monday .. Football specials , those were the days. conning the fare in train station and then tapping enough money to pay into the ground.. When we all stood up and sang what ever we wanted....
Away at York on a Tuesday night for an autowindscreen tie, must have been mid 90s. It was 0-0 and a dire game, probably about 50 city fans there
there are some proper City fans on here, don't let CI gob off about you lot.. very interesting reading these accounts..
If you add up all the people who said they were at this match, the attendance should have been about 20,000. I didn't go as i lived darn sarf at the time, though I did go to the game at Exeter the Saturday after. 0-0 dire game, great pasties and almost crashed on a foggy country lane after losing the way to the M5. Kind of miss those days a bit.
When it got down to under fifty, which it did on quite a few occasions, you would see the same faces. Fifty Hull City fans could spread out on an open terrace in ones and twos, they would all know each other by face and the more sociable ones would give each other a nod. There would be a short conflab round the pie stall at half time and people would then return to their small groups or go back to standing on their own. Happy days.
Not sure which game you are referring to Craig.. you're not mixing the game up with the the match agst Bratfud City when Fish (or the local plod Commander Calum) gave up South Stand to them when they needed to win to get in the playoffs - 1996 I think?
Castrated Copper, just to say that I got all of the away tickets that I wanted when we where in the PL. the Emirates was great. I didn't fancy Old Trafford so I let my ManU supporting mate have a ticket. I bet I was at the lowest supported away match that City played. Ten of us, ****ing ten and it pissed down so hard the stewards let us sit in with the home fans after half time.
I've been at quite a few ganes with just a small amount of away support but nothing as low as ten. Between 20-50 was the going rate for a while but TEN, read it and weep.
Away support was sometimes very low in the late 70's-90's but this was in the lower leagues, quite often the only organised transport was lads coaches and mini buses and psycho's double deckers, some credit to blokes like Simon Gray also. City's minority of non scarfer lads deserve some credit for their loyal support through the dark days turning up independently at many obscure little towns all over England. Our away support has been excellent over the last decade, never as pathetic as what Millwall brought to a second division level game on saturday. Loyal supporters you know who you are.
I think it was a Tuesday night at Bournemouth. I was playing hockey every Saturday and could never get to any City games. We were hammered 5/6:1. The terrace that we stood in was open to the elements and two die hards did not move into the stands when we did. At the end of the game not one player even looked at any of us. I am pretty sure that one of the OSC committee was one of the die hards. I did not count the numbers but the steward who opened the knee high gate said " as there are only ten of you, the boss says you can sit in that corner " When I sat down a Bournemouth fan offered me a drink from his flask. He said it would warm me up and to be honest I could not say no. It turned out to be neat rum. I don't know how I drove back home.
Just to add. I played, managed, coached and latterly umpired hockey. Sometimes 4 matches every week for 30plus years. I am not a football fan. I am a Hull City supporter. Hockey is not a sport that I liked to watch, I never watch any games now, simply because I get too technical. When I retired from hockey, I had weekends free and the first thing that I started to do was watch City play. I did get to home matches when I came up, but, it was only three or four times a year.
Remember it well, pavements icy, we had one end, the stand at the other end was closed apart from a couple of ballboys. We were crap that day too.
No unless I was dreaming it was the early 80s. All I can remember was there were only a handful of very pissed off City supporters on the South Stand terraces getting soaked while listening to the dry opposition fans mocking us from our own Kop. Everyone was trying to watch the game while clustering around the stairwells because it was the only cover when the wind got up and drenched us. Happy times.
Totally agree. I would find myself drinking in town and seeing faces I recognised from the couple of hundred absolute away die gards and we would exchange nods. Or you'd hear a mate say "Him over there goes to City regular". You'd never get that now and although I miss these golden days of Torkey weekends it's much better for the club that they dont exist now.
