That’s correct. Semi finals went to replays after 90 minutes prior to that season. Both SFs went to extra time - Spurs beat Wolves after a replay controversially played at Highbury.I was in there..I think it was the first time a semi -final went to extra time instead of a replay.
It was a quarter final and it did go to a replay.I was in there..I think it was the first time a semi -final went to extra time instead of a replay.
Correct. I was there ( and at the replay). I was high up in the stand in the City end at Goodison. I have always maintained that we sucked Power's equaliser into the net. Absolute pandemonium afterwards. What a day !It was a quarter final and it did go to a replay.
Pay at the gate. I can't recall any game at Maine Road in those days being ticket only on the terraces. I remember standing in the Kippax for a Dippers v Everton semi-final midweek replay at Maine Road (late 70's IIRC) and that was pay at the turnstile.One of the great classic away games. The replay at Maine Rd was good as well. And how did we sell 52k tickets in a couple of days or was it pay at the gate?
One of the great classic away games. The replay at Maine Rd was good as well. And how did we sell 52k tickets in a couple of days or was it pay at the gate?
"Tempus Fugit" !!!I was at the game aged 18. 63 now. Where has the time gone? : (
20 65 mind you I aged 5 years getting back to the carI was at the game aged 18. 63 now. Where has the time gone? : (
I was there and behind the goal.. Seemed to take forever for Powers goal to come down and over the line.
Absolutely fantastic atmosphere and it was kicking off everywhere outside the ground and near Lime Street Station.
We gave as good as we got and absolutely twatted the scouse cunts after the replay.. Loads of them parked off Oxford Road and they really got battered in Whitworth Park on way back to them.
Very different times then but always a buzz going to games especially to Murkeyside and London.
Most of the lads from then are probably pensioners now.
We got the bus from near the ground and when we got off a mob of them were waiting..we just steamed into them and they soon fucked off.Was at Lime Street after that game .... about 30 of us chased Everton up a nearby street and gave them a kicking near the station.
We got the bus from near the ground and when we got off a mob of them were waiting..we just steamed into them and they soon fucked off.
It was very tasty after the semi v dippers in league cup a month or two earlier at klanfield too..we had a great following for both games and more than held our own..
Times flies eh..fuck me I'm 68 now and no way does it seem that long ago when we played them
I can't remember my first game but I know my dad took me in 1961.. I was 3 year old..it was either take me or not go according to my mum lol.Yep, time certainly does fly ..... I can clearly recall going as a 14 years old to watch my my first City game back in late 1969, and it only seems like yesterday ... and I'm 69 now!
Great day. It got a bit lively afterwards, 4 Evertonians cornered me and I got pushed up against a lamp post. I thought I'd been stabbed, but what I thought was blood was actually sweat pouring down my back.
Heart of a lion.
He must have had a death wish, wearing a Rags shirt on Murkyside. Not sure he deserved those odds, mind; 6 against one. Even if he is a rag.You've just reminded me of one of my mates ordeals after a match at Everton .... he's a rag and for some reason had decided to try to get a train back Lime Street from a little station somewhere near Goodison ... he's stood on the platform and half a dozen Everton fans turn up and, spotting his United scarf, surround him and ask him what's black and blue and found on the ground ??
He says i don't know, to which they replied it's YOU mate, just before they they battered him to the floor, and put him in a Merseyside hospital for the next four days!!
Yeah, definitely different times to today .... I don't think I missed a game back then, around eight of us in our 'little gang' used to travel all over the country by train or coach watching City .... so many cherished memories, even though the hooligans everywhere did their level best to spoil it all.I can't remember my first game but I know my dad took me in 1961.. I was 3 year old..it was either take me or not go according to my mum lol.
Although our generation watched some crap football at times mainly from the 80s onwards the joy of going to games and the being stood with other blues was unrivalled.
The modern generation get to watch much better football but miss out on the crazy days we used to have.
Pay at the gate for away games and standing with your mates and then sticking together when it inevitably kicked off after the game.
Great days although sometimes it was fucking scary lol