20th January my dad, Stu, a season ticket holder of 25 years had a heart attack at 65 and passed away. No medical history, fit and healthy, no warning, nothing. Just gone. I managed to get to the Hudds game but barely got through it, the feeling was so raw. I didn't go today, I didn't even watch. Just got a BBC notification that we'd won. Felt funny not texting him about the result, moaning we didn't get another obvious pen, trying to work out which away game we might 'get permission' to go to. Not sure if I'll get back to Oakwell. I live out in Hull, and only went in the end to spend time with him. But I couldn't help pump a fist and say 'you reds' today. That one's for you dad.
You're life and his are choc a block full of memories try to focus on them, I'm truly sorry for your loss, chin up mate.
I live in Hull (well Hessle). Ever fancy a pint watching the Reds at Oakwell or locally when they’re on tele, let me know! Up the East Yorkshire Reds.
That's harsh mate, so sorry for your loss. Hopefully the Reds will at some point be worth going to watch as more than a family social. Because that's the only reason why I feel like I'm bothering at the moment.
Sorry for your loss, felt the same way after losing my old man many years ago, it took time, eventually the feeling came back and in a funny way being inside oakwell made me feel close to dad. They say time is a healer, you never really heal but time definitely helps. This is a good place, despite our differences, that's just opinions, we're all reds and stick together. Again sorry for your loss.
Heartfelt Condolences for yourself and the family on the passing of your dad to spirit Never forget that old saying that goes round Once a Red always a Red RIP Stu
I always go and touch my dad's brick on the wall of the Ponty and remember the good and bad times we had at Oakwell over the years. Get a brick for your dad so he'll always be there.
It sometimes takes me a while but I always find it. If you see an old bloke staring blankly at the wall to the right of the turnstiles at the eastern end of the Ponty at 5 to 3 on a saturday, that'll be me.
Same with us, we lost our uncle. Myself, little brother, 2 cousins and my grandad, without fail all go and give his brick a kiss and a touch before every game. It was first put in in the stendel season, we didn’t lose for over a year at home I believe so we thought he was giving us good luck, hopefully he can return that form now mind!
My dad died in 2004 aged 84 and his best mate in his youth was the older brother of then club chairman Gordon Shepherd who kindly let me scatter some of dad's ashes on the grass behind the goal line in front of the Ponty. One of dad's last games was the 2000 playoff final at Wembley so after supporting Barnsley from 1936, he saw them in the Prem and play at Wembley. Most blokes of his generation never saw either.
