Ninian Park atmospheres.
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Talking about the dungeon days, although when we were doing well in the league at 3rd and 4th division levels there were some fine days indeed with some very interesting characters, Royston Vasey Towns and plenty of surreal moments. There's loads i miss simply because it was convenient, like deciding on a Friday Evening with a couple of mates that we'd drive to whatever backwater we were likely to get beaten that saturday. Very strange locals, We're not afforded that luxury to much these days unless we visit Burnley. Being able to wind up opposition players as we were so close to the action in a small crowd, you could see it affecting them, and they'd give it back as well. Another Lower league phenomenon was that every club we seemed to play had a fat bloke who would lift his shirt up and expose his belly while walking menacingly towards the away fans (us) That should be made mandatory at every club! What do you miss?
Ninian Park atmospheres.
The hope
Terracing
Transit Van trips.
CCS just doesn't do it and coupled with the crap setup and rubbish football right now and we're not missing much to warrant considering driving down.
In contrast I remember our promotion season from the old 4th division when I only missed 3 home games all season.
I go back to the late 60's and the football of the 70's was something else Tosh, Clark, Peter King, Les Lee, Alan Warboys, Derek Showers, Barry Jones...…...……….
Football has been ruined by the PL and silly money.
The ability to wake up on a Saturday morning and decide, fuk it 'm going down the City, rock up at the turn styles and just pay to get in.
Easy parking. Pick you seat. Expecting to be disappointed ( that's still the same). Cheap food and drink. Knowing the players were just making a living, not earning stupid money. The smell of beer and smoke. Players numbered 1-11.
the late 80's - early 90's were great times, i guess for people my age, it all clicked, single and the right age to have fun and games at the football, when and where ever we wanted
Of course, we didnt really know it was great times, as the football at times was dire, then of course Eddie May came along and it just kept on getting better
Terracing. Pay on the day. Unticketed away games. Football specials. Curries and beers all over the west Midlands. A hugely disproportionate away following.
the Grange End in its heyday, be like something out of a horror movie for this generation
Paying £3 a ticket and £40 for a season ticket as a kid.
Being able to start leaving the game early from the bob bank only to stand in the corner by the floodlight and watch the rest of it from there anyway.
Going to Chelsea on bus, with £10, paying for trip, ticket to get in, programme and food and still going home with change.
Going to Ninian Park, pay at the turnstiles and stand where you wanted to. Buying a season ticket for £18.
I miss the lack of internet football forums.
Being part of a fan community is now a 24/7 thing.
Before, it was a few hours on a Saturday thing.
Familiarity breeds contempt ‘n’ all that.
Driving into some northern backwater 5 in a car or 12/13 in a battered mini bus (if it was a big game) looking for the floodlight pylons and piling into the nearest pub to them. I miss floodlight pylons, ours were a Cardiff landmark.