what is the happiest moment you have experienced whilst supporting the reds???

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i aint vain.. post it lol.</p>

me thinks though its been slapped on here before. </p>

 

It has to be promotion to the Premiership and all that day. Here's a top ten in a sort of era order just to get the nostalgic juices flowing. Enjoy.

1. When Trevor Aylott's header hit the back of the net against Man City and seeing 33000 tightly packed people sway in pure ecstacy.
2. When Derek Bell stooped to put it in with 21000 in against Grimsby in the 70's.
3. Everytime Ronnie Glavin burst through on a run and feeling and hearing the buzz of sheer excitement and anticipation..
4. Getting at Anfield early and being one of the first in the ground on that famous fog-riddled night in the 80's. I got to the top of the steps in the Anfield Road end, and took that first look accross to the world famous Kop end in an almost empty ground. Awe-inspiring and spine-tingling.
5. Seeing live Darren Barnard's volley magically swerve and bulge the net to make it 6 before half time against Huddersfield.
6. Having a laugh all day with the Ipswich fans outside Wembley, then turning round at the top of Wembley Way and seeing the wierd yet goose-bumping site of a sea of red on one side and blue on the other, with about five foot dividing them and hardly a copper in site.
7. On the promotion day, at the ground, when You'll Never Walk Alone started. I looked around, listened and could hardly sing or speak through immense pride and emotion.
8. Clint's goal hitting the net. I turned to my mates on our row, all of us been there for years in the highs and the Iley out times, all varying in ages from 30 to 60 then, and everyone of us with tears of joy streaming down the cheeks. Now THAT was sharing a moment.
9. The sea of red on a gloriously parched August day, then the outpouring of unbridled joy as Redders hit the back of the net. Oh yes, little Barnsley stuck two fingers up at the elite at that moment. Hello Premiership.
10. Taking my lad and step-lad to watch the reds for their first ever time. It brought all the memories flooding back of when my dad first took me. I swear I could smell the bovril, cigar smoke and Albert Hirst pork pies from that old kiosk behind the old stand!

 

with you on number 6 mate..

(Y)

 

I took a photo of it. People who weren't there can never believe that sight.

 

There you go

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as i said i was bolloxed.. LOL nt

 

you still got it!

 

RE: as i said i was bolloxed.. LOL nt

ff (Y)

 

Here Ady
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Wembley

the echo of "RED ARMY" around the tube station

"YORKSHIRE YORKSHIRE YORKSHIRE"

 

I have but it's at my dad's. I have absolutely no idea how to put it on here, though!! Computers to me are like finesse was to Alan Little's tackles!!

 

cheers, looks brilliant eh.. (nodding2fingers)

 

I can see seven policemen!! nt

 

A bit off the wall but.....

Both in the promotion year:

With about 4 or 5 games to go, we'd beaten Oldham (I think) at home. When I left the ground Wolves were winning 1-0 at Reading. Then all of a sudden, in the cub car park someone in a car wound th window down and screamed that Reading had equalised in the last minute and the whole pace erupted.

By the time we were walking past the brewery along Ponty Road on the way to the car an almighty roar set up from the bottom of the road and car horns started going off. Nobody around us new what was happening until an old couple who weren't even Barnsley fans wound their window down and told us all that Reading had scored a winner in injury time.

To this day that was still the best feeling because I just new we were going up. flipping brilliant, I can snese me welling up as I write this.

Bradford, Wembley and Cardiff were also pretty cool. As was Liverpool away in the Prem and the defeat to Arsenal away when the support that day was superb. The policewoman at the Arsenal game responding to the 'get your tits out for the lads' chant by doing a pretend flash also goes down in history for me.

Aagh, the memories.

 

Twas a pleasure

but have your ears recovered from my bleeting yet?

 

Got to be Clints goal

I can't even begin to describe it. I know that Cardiff and Wembley were special, but I don't think you can ever top the Bradford game again, which saddens me a little bit but... I was there!

 

That day in April 10 years ago when we gained promotion to the top tier of English football. Many emotions. Thoughts of being taken by my late father for the first time in 1950, the promotion of 1955; the grim years of Division 4, interspersed with promotions by Winstanley, Bettany & Co., and Clark and Hunter's teams a decade or so later. And now the roller coaster ride continues under a Chairman who is probably as dogmatic as the late Sir Joe Richards. However I can't envisage GS ordering an Irish International to wait in the hotel kitchens, whilst he negotiated a fee in the lounge!

 

Don't be daft

I also vividly remember the incoherent screaming of another poster on this board , whilst we were sharing the moment .

 

beating grimsby in 78/79 season i think 2-1 in front of 21000+ on a friday night nt