Happy Backheel Day - 49 years ago today!

[Invisible Man's Bandage]

Got very tasty in the Scoreboard End. Hardly any segregation from the start and after Law scored there was a massive invasion of Red cunts. I was young and daft then so me and my two mates stayed until the end even though it was like the Alamo :)

 

[Dave Ewing's Back 'eader]

Last kick of Dennis's career in league football. All I can say is what a career and what a kick! I think that goal lifts the spirits as much as Sergio's and both of Gundog's. Doesn't matter how many times yer see it, yer can always see it again!

 

[invisibleandalone]

Bump.I wasn't even born when this wonderful moment happened.I remember my late grandad telling me
how Mike Doyle stood up to all the rags who invaded the pitch and just stared at them and laugh at the
poor little cunts.He was his fave player

Well I found this clip (all 7mins of the game) and you can see Mickey D in his pomp
My grandad used to also say how underated Tommy Booth and Willie Donachie were



How fuckin shite was the pitch.A bit like their shithole stadium now :-)

Looking forward to the 50th celebrations in a few months time

One of the best days of my life. Me and my mate were stood in what used to be called the stretford end paddock. When they had the tunnel on the half way line. We scored and I went fucking mad, my mate was grabbing hold of me telling me to shut up your going to get us killed. I just carried on, shouting "we've put them down". No rags came near us as there was City fans scattered all over the ground, but still probably lucky we didn't get a kicking.
Loved going into work on the Monday with my City hat on really wound up all the rags on the building site. The building site was the Arndale Centre in Manchester.
Mike Doyle, LEDGEND

 

[Citizen of Legoland]

Stupid rags getting the game curtailed. Haha!

 

[Scaring Europe to Death]

Strictly speaking it was Birmingham beating Norwich that sent United down and I've since heard a few anecdotes of the rag reaction to the chants of BIRMINGHAM, as news of Kenny Burns' winner reached the celebrating City contingent at Old Trafford.

By way of perfect symmetry Birmingham's last home game in 23-24 is Norwich.

Perhaps we should all travel to St Andrews to celebrate the 50th anniversary

 

[BlueMoonRisin’]

More a united legend but that goal instantly made him a City legend. Long live the king.

 

[Gone for a Burton]

More a united legend but that goal instantly made him a City legend. Long live the king.

Denis Law loved both his times at City, he regularly went back to Maine Rd to chat with Ken Barnes who he was very friendly with.

He socialisd more with his first City team mates & thought Charlton was a miserable, mean snob.

Second time round he was playing with Buzzer,Colin,Franny & Rodders rather than the donkeys at rag land.

Lovely when he backheeled the vermin into the second division....half their main stand was up cheering !!

 

[blue by birth]

Still not sure how a couple of mates survived that day. They were in the stretford end and one had imbibed too much alcohol and was advising rags of good pubs near second division grounds.
I didn't feel too safe in the rag road paddock.

I too was in the Stretford End..I couldn't help celebrating and was threatened and spat on by grown blokes.
It was a nervy journey back to Cheetham Hill but I was very happy and relieved when I eventually got home .
There were plenty of blues in there as I remember

 

[The Norfolk Blue]

I was too young, but my Uncle (RIP) was there that day and he went on about it at family gatherings for years. He was adamant that everyone there inside The Swamp thought that the back heel sent the Rags down (only later that they could take solace in that they were down even if they’d won)

He also reckoned Law was seen out in Pips nightclub that night with Buzzer & Best enjoying himself and not the ‘devastated’ myth that has been widely narrated.

Can anyone vouch for this nightclub and if it was still open in 74’?

 

[JGL07]

I was in the Scoreboard end. It was my last trip to Old Trafford for a football match. By the time that United were promoted back up I was on my way out of Manchester moving to Birmingham.

There were no problems inside the crowd but I had my scarf nicked, at Warwick Road train station, by some sniggering scrote.

It was a college scarf primarily in pale blue and white with some maroon and red and black stripes. I had it since the late 1960s and had taken it to the iconic matches at Wembley and Vienna.

A friend had found this and took orders for seven or eight of us. I was bitter about the loss especially as the friend who sourced it died in his early 20s not long before the match.