Was at Halifax with 3 other mates all teenagers. Somehow managed to get into the club as the City players were making there way to the coach afterwards, still stuffing their faces with sandwiches. We were soaked full of mud from that stand at the side of the pitch.
Year before we got beat at Shrewsbury. That second spell of big Mal was a disaster!
Talking of muddy terraces the baseball ground was not much better. That was the day they couldn't find the penalty spot amongst the sand and mud as we got thrashed 4-0, I think that was in 1977 when we had a decent team before the return of Alison