Memories of previous giant killings! Marine etc

Cmon ya old *******s

 

Marine!! Michael Spinks before he joined the office staff at Oakwell stood on a bin (if memory serves me correctly) so he could berate the players through the small windows above where the dressing rooms were.

 

I remember Rhyl KO ing us after a replay.

 

Rhyl was 2 replays. 3 times we played the buggers and we still couldnt beat em. I was at all 3. First game at Rhyl typical thud n blunder cup tie in a packed little ground finished 0-0. Replay at tWell finished 1-1, we led but still couldnt see it out even after extra time when they were out on their feet.

No pens in those days so a second replay at a neutral ground. Tarn v Rhyl so where did they put us? Old chuffin Trafford! 3000 odd fans on a vile mid December night rattling round a vast canyon of a ground (terraced back then). We lost 2-0 to what I believe was then a Cheshire League side, after 3 attempts and 300 mins of "football"

Undoubtedly the low point of my time as a supporter - but that was 44 years ago and I'm still here! Some of us just never learn. But just as another poster said on Tuesday Im facing a watershed - for the first time Im not going through choice.


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I went to the first replay at Oakwell, stood on the Kop and wondered what the hell was going on. That was my first experience of a failing team after watching us get promoted in 68 and then seeing some great wins at home.

The worst ever performance I've seen was Bromsgrove in 94. Yesterday was non-league's karma for that. We owed non-league for a long time after Bromsgrove.

 

We played Rhyl in the 2nd Round of the FA Cup during the 1970/71 season. The first match at Rhyl was a typical cup game of the time, blood & thunder with little opportunity to show off any skills. In the replay, it was the footballing equivalent of the siege of Mafeking. Unfortunately, the Rhyl goalie had a blinder and all we had to show was a single goal from the penalty spot (Dean?). They then scored a breakaway equaliser and hung on for dear life for the rest of the game and then extra time. The second replay was just a few days before Christmas (21st December) and as the match was played at Old Trafford my Late Dad decided to treat me to my first visit to the stadium. It seemed huge to my young eyes and made the game somewhat surreal. The players I knew from Oakwell appeared to play like strangers and turned in a truly awful performance, I couldn't believe how poor we were. We deserved to lose and we did, 2-0. The trip back home over the Pennines seemed to last forever.
Five years later, we visited Marine in the 1st Round of the FA Cup on the 22nd of November. We were rock bottom of the entire Football League at the time so I hoped this game would get our season back on track. The game had to kick off at 2pm. I can't remember whether that was due to the poor quality of their floodlights, or even if they were non existent. Anyway, if I though our performance against Rhyl at Old Trafford was bad five years earlier, it was nothing in comparison to the weak & pathetic display that day. Everyone was poor, we were lucky to only lose 3-1 (Mick Butler scored for us to make it 2-1 at that stage). During the long trek home, the only comfort I took was that there would be no way Jim Iley, who I detested at the time, could keep his job as manager with the club being in the position it was. Oh how wrong I was!
I hoped I'd never see another Barnsley team lose in such a humiliating manner again. Then, forty years later, came yesterday's match.

 

Was so drunk jumped over the barrier with a old flat casey headed towards the goal where i was met by a little fat steward blocking my way, shoved the ball through his legs dropped the shoulder danced around him and slammed the ball into the net to a great cheer lol swung my arm into the air to celebrate and bang......i hit the ground faster than ive ever done , my arm up my back and then i was dragged through the mud by the steward and a copper....found out how narrow the back of apolice transit van was.......bet you didnt know they make them that narrow your head hits both doors as you get thrown in....spent the entire first half asleep in the fan only to be dragged out at half time and replaced by 3 others in cuffs if memory serves me well.
Thats beside seeing the barnsley fans kick the turnstile doors in to get in for nothing even though it was a ticket match. We werent very well behaved sorry to say. The tea urn was nicked out of the tea tent..lol it was full of orange squash oh and the lads set fire to the spare set of goal posts they found above the railway cabin that was the stand behind goal....i was working for Arnold Dennis at the time...who might i had summoned me to his office on the monday and said he was non too happy that i had publically shown my displeasure at his stewardship of barnsley football club by shouting sack the board.
He said no doubt you like many cant say it to my face.....suprise suprise he got both barrels and i told him exactly what i felt.
All credit to him he sat there and listened then when id done he thanked me for being honest and said.....

In future lad if thas owt to seh , sey it to folkes faces befur tha shoots thi marth off thall get murr respect fur thi honesty, nar piss off an get sum wuck dun
Good bit of advice, that ive always upheld.

 

Werent exactly a giant killing was it,we are **** and could be beat by The Alma at the minute
hth

 

I was at Marine, was in my mid-teens. Remember team coach pulling up outside the ground and Barry Murphy helping to carry a big basket which I assumed was the kit. Barnsley fan playing piano in their club house, great day apart from the result of course.

 

Went to the Old Trafford replay. I was on a brief trip back from Nigeria where I had been working for three years. I just couldn't believe how bad we had become.

 

I went to Marine. I was at Liverpool University at the time, so it wasn't a million miles away. Took my new girlfriend with me (now my ex-wife!).

Don't remember a great deal about the Marine game as we were so poor, and I think I deliberately blocked it from my memory.

Her first game at Oakwell was against Rochdale. I think we lost 3-1 or 3-0, and David Speedie played.

 

I ran on and congratulated Mick on his goal also recall reds fans starting a fire behind one of the nets which coppers put out.

 

The sight of the mild mannered Mr Spinks clambouring on the bin would have been so funny if we hadn't just witnessed a horrible performance. Also remember a certain K Blandamour expressing his views in his usual forthright manner