What were you doing the day we were relegated to the old 3rd

Watched it round at my brother in laws, then listened to the radio phone in as a very depressed 13 year old.
 
Pissed in a pub in Reading with a sympathetic Evertonian (!) and ended up fighting with the laughing Pompey supporting landlord. And an obnoxious plastic rag twat. Happy days.
 
give-go said:
trying to get across that footbridge at the back of the brittania only for a few police horses and morons in the way, bit like the bridge over the river kwia comes to mind

This. It was a fuckin nightmare.

Then on the way home me and my dad stopped for a pint in Alderley Edge and vowed no matter how bad it gets we will never desert the team - then both prayed it would get better. And somebody must have been listening because look at us now!!
 
watched it in the pub with my 10 year old daughter
we were both distraught at the end, mainly me as i hadn't had a drink so understood what the f**k was going on

went home and made dinner, attacking a cabbage with a knife pretending it was alan ball!
 
Sat in the main stand with all the Stoke fans and watched my favourite evr player in a blue shirt say goodbye it was a real choker and if I remember Gio threw his boots into the crowd oh unhappy days........
 
I was at that match......later I was stood in the car park chatting with tony book's son. the police just watched as a large group of stoke fans threw half of a demolition site at us.....a brick flew between us and smashed a window in the mini bus we were stood next to............saw plenty of less fortunate fans with blood and bruises all over their faces......I remember there being loads of police and dogs forcing us back away from the fence but still allowing the stoke fans to hurl what seemed like an endless supply of bricks and concrete......was cheered up later when someone on our coach boasted that he had slapped Nick Hancock.......happy days.
 
Was on a flight to portugal, and had to wait till we landed to find out our fate. Once we landed I was straight on the phone to my dad who then laid the bad news on me, I was devastated but vowed to wear my shirt with pride. I had a few snidey comments of some cockneys one day, who were shouting some guff about enjoy playing macclesfield or something. I quickly replied "At least I know we'll still probably have a higher attendance than you even in the second division", "oh and we'll be back before you know it dick head". That seemed to shut them up, and the rest as they say is history.
 
On the train back from the match the driver announced over the intercom

'You're next stop is Macclesfield'

You had to laugh or else you would have wept !!
 
Sat in the middle of their end.

Whata horrible day. From hope to despair.

As others have said, I was numb after.
 

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