The lies they tell us...My dad told me bert Trautman bombed old trafford.
You were lucky it was in cling filmI remember being in the Kippax once v Middlesbrough and one of their fans threw a shite wrapped in cling film into us.
My grandfather took my father and Uncle to that game. My father never told me he'd been, but my Uncle told me they had to wait after the game finished then meet up with their father when the crowd had dispersed in a pre-arranged spot.My dad aged 10 went to the 84,569 6th round game at Maine rd v Stoke in 1934, said he went on his bike, left it leaning on a lamp post on Maine Road unlocked and it was still there when he got back.