jaseisblue
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I think it was 89 Mike Duxburys testimonial, we won 2 nowt. City end was chockers and it was mental. Trafford Park train station was a bit dicey after iirc.
September 23 1989. Had my legs dangled through the fence on the kippax at the north stand end.
Watching the crowd trouble from near the scoreboard pen and Kippax was an eye opener.
One of the best memories of my childhood.
Same here, surprisingly Buzzer had a goal controversially disallowed for offside.66/67 season lost 1-0 OT,Law.
Same for me. Me and a couple of mates, without our Dads I was 12 and I'm sure it was 2.50 to get in at the time - well worth it, even though I got crushed a fair few times!The 5-1. Was the first season I was allowed to go to the games without my dad. Also my first season ticket, a junior one for the Kippax, which I think cost about £40, a lot of money for a schoolkid then
This was mine as well. Always had a soft spot for McCarthy ever since!1-1 in '86, Mick McCarthy's bullet header at the North stand end, still one of the best headed goals Ive seen live.
Sadly, still the only time I have ever seen us win live at Old Trafford :(I think it was 89 Mike Duxburys testimonial, we won 2 nowt. City end was chockers and it was mental. Trafford Park train station was a bit dicey after iirc.
You have me confused now DWBe, I always had my first Derby down as 1961, at Maine Road, I can remember being on my Dad's shoulders in the Kippax towards the scoreboard end,I can recall Utd had a corner from the Main Stand /scoreboard end, the ball was put in the net by as you say Dawson who rose and punched it in the net making it looked like he headed it, I can still recall saying to my dad " he punched that Dad " no he didn't my dad said ( he was a rag ) Utd won the game 3.1 Maybe that's why I became a blue, cheating bastard back then, as I say I stand corrected if my memory is playing tricks.Can't remember the first one. In fact, can't remember the last one. But I can remember a reserve derby at Maine Road where the fat bastard Dawson was playing for the Rags, and gave Maradonna a dress rehearsal for his 'hand of God'. Clear as fuckin' day he swung his arm over his head and guided it into the net. Ref didn't want to know, the cheating bastard. That was the day I started to fuck refs off!
The one where Roy Keane scored the winner to make it 3-2 after us being 2-0 up at half time. Couple of Quinn goals if my memory serves me right. That big nosed French **** got a couple back for that lot and the ref was a wanker. 1993 I think.
You have me confused now DWBe, I always had my first Derby down as 1961, at Maine Road, I can remember being on my Dad's shoulders in the Kippax towards the scoreboard end,I can recall Utd had a corner from the Main Stand /scoreboard end, the ball was put in the net by as you say Dawson who rose and punched it in the net making it looked like he headed it, I can still recall saying to my dad " he punched that Dad " no he didn't my dad said ( he was a rag ) Utd won the game 3.1 Maybe that's why I became a blue, cheating bastard back then, as I say I stand corrected if my memory is playing tricks.