That was my first ever Villa game. Won 3-1 if I remember right, 2 for Little & 1 for Keith Leonard. Little chipping Brian King from distance I think for one. I was hooked after that night and proud to be a Villa fan since. A fantastic club full of history & tradition.
This is probably a strange one but I always love watching our away fans celebrate when we score infront of them, on the way home from St Andrews when Gabby scored the late 0-1 winner, all I could think was I can't wait to see the celebrations on MOTD, Mellbergs header at the Emirates and Gabbys winner at Upton Park last season were great too, we always seem to be amongst the better celebrators (if thats a word) in the country, makes me proud to see what our goals mean to us.
The pride I have following my local team, and the team that the vast majority of my family have supported, as far back as I can remember, is 1 million times better than supporting one of the teams that play in red, that tend to win. I've never understood how anyone could do it. Aston Villa is part of who I am. It's what I've always know. In these times of games on TV constantly, and the current financial climate, I've not been to see them as much as I used to. Nothing beats going to the match though. That's probably when I feel most proud to be a Villa fan. You can keep watching Champions League games on TV, in the pub, while wearing your replica shirt, 100 plus miles away from where the game is actually being played. Give me being at a scrappy away victory, in some God forsaken Northern town, in a nothing game any day of the week. Sure they give me a lot of heart ache. They make me swear. They frustrate me. They make me numb. They've brought me to tears on more than one occasion. When it's good though, my God it's good! It swells me with pride. No owner, manager or player can take that away from us.