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Quote from: richard moore on August 07, 2015, 01:49:33 PMIronically, 85/86 is the season when I went to more home games than any other, mainly because it was one of the few occasions since I left Brum aged 13 when I was back working and living in the area - Droitwich to be precise. You could wander around the Holte most games, there were so many empty spaces. I also remember walking out of the Man City home match at half time when we were, I think, 3-0 down (or was it Brighton?), something I do regularly of course having done it again (for the first time since, so 30 years) at Southampton last season. Was it that year we played Exeter in the Milk Cup in a very early round in the fog and there was about 8,000 in the ground? The Holte was almost empty. We beat them something like 11-1 on aggregate, Stainrod scoring quite a lot of the goals. Ha ha. I did my share of wandering around The Holte in the '60's. It was nice to have a selection of crush barriers to lean on as well in those days.My memory of the 85/86 season has largely been expunged. Not just because of the dire football, but my long term Villa supporting mate couldn't take any more and had given up the previous season. That, along with the perpetual problem of the five fat, sheepskin clad, sovereign ringed, arsehole gangsters that sat next to me and who occupied only four seats expecting me to sit on half a seat at best for the entire season. I plucked up the courage one day to ask the troglodyte sitting next to me if he wouldn't mind moving up a little so that I could actually take my seat. I can still remember his actual words: "You must be fucking joking." Not difficult to remember since they were thankfully the only words he ever spoke to me.Stewarding was in it's infancy in those days.
Ironically, 85/86 is the season when I went to more home games than any other, mainly because it was one of the few occasions since I left Brum aged 13 when I was back working and living in the area - Droitwich to be precise. You could wander around the Holte most games, there were so many empty spaces. I also remember walking out of the Man City home match at half time when we were, I think, 3-0 down (or was it Brighton?), something I do regularly of course having done it again (for the first time since, so 30 years) at Southampton last season. Was it that year we played Exeter in the Milk Cup in a very early round in the fog and there was about 8,000 in the ground? The Holte was almost empty. We beat them something like 11-1 on aggregate, Stainrod scoring quite a lot of the goals.
Quote from: E I Adio on August 07, 2015, 02:10:47 PMQuote from: richard moore on August 07, 2015, 01:49:33 PMIronically, 85/86 is the season when I went to more home games than any other, mainly because it was one of the few occasions since I left Brum aged 13 when I was back working and living in the area - Droitwich to be precise. You could wander around the Holte most games, there were so many empty spaces. I also remember walking out of the Man City home match at half time when we were, I think, 3-0 down (or was it Brighton?), something I do regularly of course having done it again (for the first time since, so 30 years) at Southampton last season. Was it that year we played Exeter in the Milk Cup in a very early round in the fog and there was about 8,000 in the ground? The Holte was almost empty. We beat them something like 11-1 on aggregate, Stainrod scoring quite a lot of the goals. Ha ha. I did my share of wandering around The Holte in the '60's. It was nice to have a selection of crush barriers to lean on as well in those days.My memory of the 85/86 season has largely been expunged. Not just because of the dire football, but my long term Villa supporting mate couldn't take any more and had given up the previous season. That, along with the perpetual problem of the five fat, sheepskin clad, sovereign ringed, arsehole gangsters that sat next to me and who occupied only four seats expecting me to sit on half a seat at best for the entire season. I plucked up the courage one day to ask the troglodyte sitting next to me if he wouldn't mind moving up a little so that I could actually take my seat. I can still remember his actual words: "You must be fucking joking." Not difficult to remember since they were thankfully the only words he ever spoke to me.Stewarding was in it's infancy in those days.Is that what brought you to your current ''location'', still leaning on the bent crush barrier ?
Another 1-1 average score. 53% lifetime rating. Spurs our most beaten side which is nice.Born in 1977. (My dad has a proud record of Villa winning a trophy each year one oh his kids were born, 1975,1977, 1981)Unfortunately my lifetimes golden era was before I was old enough to be aware of it. Although I do remember Dad going mental when we won the European cup.
Very good and very nerdy. Right up my alley.There seems to be an increasing tread nowadays to describe Ramsay & Smith as managers.
Very good and very nerdy. Right up my alley.There seems to be an increasing tread nowadays to describe Ramsay & Smith as managers. In a way its difficult enough to compare the management of McMullan up to Eric Houghton and Mercer onwards (in terms of Board/Committee influence).Plus, why no Jim Barron? 100% win as caretaker (1994 away at Spurs 4-3!).So then, since I was born, Villa win only 39% of all matches. Very depressing. Thanks mostly the Spurs. Not so depressing. I shouldn’t probably admit to this but I know how many games I’ve been to and how much I’ve spent on tickets. That’s 45% win ratio. Villa score a goal every 13 pound odd I spend to go to Villa Park. It works out to 41 and a half pounds for every win. Very poor value for money in my eyes.Interestingly (and I use that term very loosely), Sunderland being the team that we’ve beaten the most. That’s 70 league, 7 FA Cup & 3 League Cup + (presumably) 1 League Cup shoot-out = 81Games against Everton is 73 league, 4 FAC & 3 LC = 80. So its just the shoot-out that’s the difference!