Quote from: eamonn on February 27, 2019, 03:51:49 PMQuote from: mamuu on February 27, 2019, 03:21:11 PMfor me it was firstly the interminable trip on the minibus up from Euston with the London Lions. When we eventually reached Prenton Park we were greeted by lots of lovable scamps who welcomed us the traditional way by throwing stones and questioning some of our parentage. The game itself was awful - the away terrace was little more than a muddy bank in places and the fog was pretty bad i seem to recall. You couldn't see a lot but we did glimpse Yorke's lifeline towards the end.The "consolation" was by Dalian, not Dwight.Was this the first year of two-legged semi finals? Pretty sure they've always been 2 legged semis .
Quote from: mamuu on February 27, 2019, 03:21:11 PMfor me it was firstly the interminable trip on the minibus up from Euston with the London Lions. When we eventually reached Prenton Park we were greeted by lots of lovable scamps who welcomed us the traditional way by throwing stones and questioning some of our parentage. The game itself was awful - the away terrace was little more than a muddy bank in places and the fog was pretty bad i seem to recall. You couldn't see a lot but we did glimpse Yorke's lifeline towards the end.The "consolation" was by Dalian, not Dwight.Was this the first year of two-legged semi finals?
for me it was firstly the interminable trip on the minibus up from Euston with the London Lions. When we eventually reached Prenton Park we were greeted by lots of lovable scamps who welcomed us the traditional way by throwing stones and questioning some of our parentage. The game itself was awful - the away terrace was little more than a muddy bank in places and the fog was pretty bad i seem to recall. You couldn't see a lot but we did glimpse Yorke's lifeline towards the end.
Quote from: AV82EC on February 27, 2019, 03:04:07 PMMy initial feeling on entering the ground was one of trepidation and you could feel it around the stadium (amazingly it wasn’t a full house). My powers of recall are similarly fading but I seem to mind it was the biggest attendance in England up to that point in the season?As background , a lot of other stadiums were going through building works to make them all seater so stands were closed at Highbury, Anfield, OT etc reducing capacity.We’d just finished the WL so that was open as well as the still standing Holte.
My initial feeling on entering the ground was one of trepidation and you could feel it around the stadium (amazingly it wasn’t a full house).
We were in the chip shop when our goal went in at Tranmere. There was a mix of disappointment that we'd missed a goal and absurd belief that we could actually do them at Villa Park as we went back home in the car.At home we bagged some front row seats upstairs in the Trinity if I remember - we were Holtenders at the time - and I just remember hitting my knees so many times as we jumped up to celebrate. At one point my glasses landed about four rows behind.It was my favourite game - I've just tried to watch the penalties but I've had to stop, my fucking heart is banging too much. I'll try later.What a team. What an atmosphere.
Quote from: Archbishop Herbert Cockthrottle on February 28, 2019, 11:44:20 AMWe were in the chip shop when our goal went in at Tranmere. There was a mix of disappointment that we'd missed a goal and absurd belief that we could actually do them at Villa Park as we went back home in the car.At home we bagged some front row seats upstairs in the Trinity if I remember - we were Holtenders at the time - and I just remember hitting my knees so many times as we jumped up to celebrate. At one point my glasses landed about four rows behind.It was my favourite game - I've just tried to watch the penalties but I've had to stop, my fucking heart is banging too much. I'll try later.What a team. What an atmosphere.The bit in between full time and extra time with the whole ground singing Big Fat Rons Claret and Blue Army was......words cant describe, up there in my top Villa supporting moments.