A gang of us spent a Saturday night on Witton Lane before tickets went on sale for the FA Cup QF at Klanfield in '92 (yellow top, Thomas goal and a defeat).
I'm doing this from memory but I'm sure we played at Main Road that afternoon, a lot of fans got off coaches and just started queueing. Among the other highlights that (sleepless) night:
Listening to England in the cricket World Cup on a tiny radio.
A huge game of football involving about 50 people running the length of Witton Lane.
A mate turning up at about 4 am with some very welcome bacon sandwiches.
Another one abandoning the vigil to try and wake up the girl he was having an affair with who lived a few streets away, problem was he fancied the jump but she lived with her mom and dad.
My overiding memory though is me and one of our gang heading off to the Aston Tavern just before closing to grab a few beers for everyone. When we arrived and having bought our take out, we decided to grab a quick pint. The bell went and we squeezed in another which we were just finishing up when the landlord came out from behind the bar, shut the curtains locked the door than carried on serving. We landed back in the queue at about 2am to much derision from everyone else but feeling pretty refreshed.
Oh and when the tickets went on sale, a bloke in a sheepskin jacket tried to jump the queue and was almost lynched.