| It's 57 years on Friday this week that i went to my first game. 22:35 - Feb 11 with 682 views | RangersDave |
You know, watching our team has its ups and downs (manure at christmas versus Vauxhaul motors) for instance.
We have seen the great players, the not so great players, and the Ned Zelic.
We have seen Stan and Gerry show every other team how to do it, whilst a year or so later we are relegated.
The fans come, the fans go, we all see gaps where there are empty seats and wonder if the guy next to you is ill, or plain sick of the football.
I spent 23 years at the very back behind the back row in SAR in line with the centre spot, mostly every saturday. Dad sneaked me in with some compliant stewards, and there i stood, rain, snow, shine and David Webb doing his thing, having never got caught by the stewards.
I've walked in on Stan running out of the bookies as my dad and grandad tried to get a bet or 3 on.
I've sat 7 seats away from Blondie, spoken to Pete Doherty as i bought an 'all quiet on the western avenue'.
I've stood on the terrace at the old wembley with 3 large holes in my right foot from standing on 3 spikes from a hidden railing that went into the bone but bled all over the terrace during 'The Oxford incident'
I was at Highbury for the knee of god, That Leeds game, most of the European matches in the 70's when HQ rocked.
I used to watch aircraft coming into land at Heathrow when we were losing or just playing crap and as a 4 year old i was bored (heresy).
Memories aplenty. However, the 1 thing that binds us together is our old home, it hasn't really changed that much to me.
I've not been there for more years than i can remember due to moving, money, distance etc.
But i can tell you this, players come, players go, but Loftus Road to me, is my real F'ing home!
With this in mind i'm going to try and get back a few times between now and the lifting of the Championship Trophy by Jimmy Dunne.
Urrrrrssss [Post edited 11 Feb 22:41]
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| It's 57 years on Friday this week that i went to my first game. on 23:17 - Feb 11 with 544 views | ted_hendrix |
As a Nipper you maybe just want to go and watch a game of real professional football so my big brother took me for the first time at the age of 8 Years old back In 1958.
I didnt ask for a loving relationship with this bloody club that lasted some 67 pox ridden Years.
What Is crazy though Is you don't have to remain faithful to the club, you can go and watch another club and sort of jump around when said club score a goal.
But you can't can you? you gotta put up with the opposition scoring a 94th minute winner every now and then.
Living so far from the ground now there's still a huge/massive belt of enthusiasm when I park the car In Findon Road and you can just about see the glow of the stadium floodlights In the distance.
Uxbridge Road on a Tuesday or Wednesday night or a Saturday afternoon smells like football. |  |
| My Father had a profound influence on me, he was a lunatic. |
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| It's 57 years on Friday this week that i went to my first game. on 23:30 - Feb 11 with 524 views | kensalriser |
Did we lose the first game you attended?
Yes for me - home and away. Can't say I wasn't warned. |  |
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| It's 57 years on Friday this week that i went to my first game. on 23:40 - Feb 11 with 504 views | Boston |
RangersDave, would you have been that annoying snot nosed kid from the Latimer Rd? [Post edited 11 Feb 23:41]
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| It's 57 years on Friday this week that i went to my first game. on 08:22 - Feb 12 with 292 views | BrianMcCarthy |
Nice posts, Gents.
Made me smile. And maybe took the edge off of last night's defeat. |  |
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