I have great memories of frequent trips to Leeds, filled with excitement & fear.
As a 12 year old boy, I made this trip with my older brother & dad.
The infamous Yorkshire ripper tape played to the crowd before the game,
Having run the gauntlet of getting to the ground safely, And worrying how we were ever going to make it back to the car park after the game, when asking the police if they would provide an escort, their response was “ no! You shouldn’t have come son”
Our fears were laid to rest, when the Moss side cool cats entered at 2.55.
Sat on the wall at the front mesmerised by DT ripping the Leeds defence apart, before they decided to try and get the game abandoned, one of their goons jinking past Big Joe, running all the way to the City end and realising he made a big mistake, before turning round... the referee announcing that we would play til midnight to get the game finished.
Walking back to the car park, watching the ensuing pitch battle between both sets of fans...
Thanks for the memories, happy days!...