| Happy 48 years ago to the day everyone 09:35 - May 6 with 2246 views | exeterblue10 |
What are your memories of that day? Were you at Wembley or watching the game and all the build up on the box? |  | | |  |
| Happy 48 years ago to the day everyone on 19:26 - May 6 with 399 views | armchaircritic59 |
I was at Wembley. In the Arsenal end! There was a small pocket of us down towards a corner flag but high enough up to get a good view of the game. I can only say, no problems with the Aresnal fans around us, one or two even said well done. |  | | |
| Happy 48 years ago to the day everyone on 22:41 - May 6 with 338 views | Whos_blue |
The game that turned the then 7 year old me onto Town. I was getting into football and looking for a team. Supporting the FA cup winners seemed a good choice.
I very nearly jumped ship the following year when Forest won the European cup (glory hunter!), but stayed blue and the rest is history! |  |
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| Happy 48 years ago to the day everyone on 10:40 - May 8 with 228 views | flykickingbybgunn |
70 year old Nan lived next to her mother (Big Nan) in Felixstowe. We were at the match.
Towards the end Big Nan came to the fence that separated the houses and shouted "They've scored !" |  | | |
| Happy 48 years ago to the day everyone on 11:14 - May 8 with 201 views | mellowblue |
I was there as a 15 year old with my father. What a day it was. Arsenal never got going and there was never any doubt in my mind that we would score eventually and win the game. Really should have been a 2 or 3-0 victory, but who would deny Roger Osborne his crowning glorious moment. | | | |
| Happy 48 years ago to the day everyone on 12:15 - May 8 with 179 views | Churchman |
| Happy 48 years ago to the day everyone on 13:28 - May 6 by cressi |
Went to all the fa cup games that yr apart from Cardiff away. |
I missed that and Bristol Rovers away. Went to the rest.
On Cup Final day, we travelled up from Kent. Bit nervous following a broadly poor season and a hiding at Villa the Saturday before. But somehow we never thought we’d lose. We’d beaten Arsenal a lot in the 70s and most of the decade they finished in the league lower than us. I thought if Hunter and Beattie were fit, we’d be ok.
We went straight to the stadium. I’ll never forget Wembley way. It was different then. Wembley Arena as it now one side, car parks the other, twin towers standing at the end like a cathedral. I couldn't believe it. I was going to watch my team play the biggest match in football bar the World Cup and European Cup. It was as important as winning the league and we’d done that.
Wembley way: a sea of blue, red and yellow - they played in their away colours as they’d been successful in their double season 71 in that kit. We had tickets for the tunnel end. Which was to the left as you approach it. Going into the stadium made the blood drain to your feet. We were there and I couldn’t believe it. We were on the standing terrace called the gallery, half way up in line with the right hand goalpost. Stewards packed supporters like sardines in a tin. The terrace was quite steep and the steps deep so despite the images of banners etc, the view was fine.
Pre match was entertainments like radio controlled aircraft with streamers doing a dogfight, bands and a bit of this and that. We just stared as the stadium filled. We said just take it all in. Really look because we may never get to do this again.
Abide with me was sung. Nobody knew the words but nobody cared. It was emotional. The teams came out and the roar from our end was astonishing. A tide of noise. Helped by a fair bit of booze that was being passed around.
The game? Well we all know what happened. We were terrific. We agreed at half time that if the fates went against us, we could live with it. We’d really battered them. But no, Wark hit the post twice and Burley forced Jennings into acrobatics. We played towards their supporters second half. A long way away but it didn’t matter. This was Wembley!
After Wark’s second post breaker I really felt we would do it. We just had them. Geddis, Willie Young, Osborne. 1-0. The terrace virtually collapsed and everyone absolutely crazy. The sound. Beyond words. I knew we’d done it. Arsenal effectively folded. Final whitle, celebration time.
I didn’t see the trophy being lifted. The sun was out and beaming right off it. I didn't care. Celebrations. What a time.
After it was over, we went back to Kent exhausted. The Arsenal supporters were fine. Match of the Day and the morning papers. That was it. My ticket cost £2.50 I think - I still have it somewhere.
The only regret was missing the TV build up. It was done all day. But you can’t have everything.
Was it my best moment following ITFC? One of them for sure, but each moment is different and has merits accordingly. It was certainly a unique experience. FA Cup semi final and final, Bolton 5-3 and Wembley 2000, Huddersfield two years ago, QPR this year, Lyall’s lovely team.
Ive been lucky to have seen what I have. I am also lucky to follow what I consider to be the best football club which is why I can get spiky with people that go OTT (beyond criticism) on here/social media. Also get irrationally irritated by those that fail to appreciate the good times and good moments in what is, lets face it, the most important unimportant things in life. Sport. [Post edited 8 May 12:21]
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| Happy 48 years ago to the day everyone on 12:31 - May 8 with 168 views | FBI |
I was 11 and at school in Bury.
My mum's boyfriend was a Cadbury's rep, an excellent choice as far as I was concerned, especially when he also turned out to be friendly with John Wark and blagged three tickets.
I didn't realise at the time but they split the week before but didn't tell me and we all still went. I remember thinking it was a bit tense but not understanding why!
Someone dropped their flag on my head and, as as I was untangling myself, the crowd erupted... yup, I missed the goal!
Instead of going home we stayed over at a friend's in Wood Green so got the tube; we were of course the only people in blue and white heading back towards North London. It was a bit quiet, to say the least, but we had no grief, probably because 11 year-old me was there. I remember a ticket collector asking why we looked so miserable :-)
Still got my rosette, ticket and programme.
Oh, and my WBA-fan dad didn't talk to me for a week after the semi final, which I watched at his house. "You'll be crying tonight"! he said. Tw@t. |  |
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