Aye, that’s him. I could picture him in my mind when posting, but couldn’t remember his name.Keith Weller!
Aye, that’s him. I could picture him in my mind when posting, but couldn’t remember his name.Keith Weller!
This could be recreated with Rooney vs ShawYou missed off the annual Big Daddy vs Giant Haystacks battle inbetween
Invacars??Those blue disabled cars parked up around the pitch.
Magic spongePhysios running into the pitch with a bucket of iced water and a sponge..
What's that..?
You've had a kick on the shin
Got cramp
Elbow in the face
Twisted ankle
Lost your front teeth
Dead leg
Something in your eye
There was no need to employ expensive doctors or over qualified medical staff back in the day..
A quick dip of the sponge into the bucket of iced water and application of said sponge to the injured player's nether regions and he's immediately back on his feet and ready to go..!
Yeah, "who's the bastard in the turquoise" just doesn't sound right.I was gutted when ref's started wearing different coloured shirts meaning we could no longer chant "Who's the b@stard in the black?"
A figment of your imagination…Don’t know if anyone already mentioned this, but meat pies with meat in them !
Does anyone remember a mid week home game against Grimsby 1996/97?Magic sponge
Dont forget the ticket tout.Combovers. Ralph Coates’ used to drag in the mud behind him.
It's just the perfect picture / video. The odds of them being stood right in front / behind each other.One of the most iconic pictures in BlueMoon history.
The Somme....
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Decent pundits and presenters.
The pundits in the 70s and even 80s called out players when they needed to, criticised them and weren't afraid to ask awkward, intelligent (frequently) and interesting questions. We garner nothing from the pr-arranged guff and hot air nowadays.I think they've got better, actually (well, some of them). Have you listened to Ken Wolstenholme on the old matches? I think his main qualification was that he had one of those affable BBC voices that have now become rare.His ‘commentary’ was limited to calling out the names of the players as they received the ball. And he sometimes got that wrong, too.
Motty was o.k., but more enthusiasm than knowledge, honestly. Rightly got roasted by Cloughie once, on just those grounds.