What's your very earliest Everton related memory?

Dario Terracotta

Player Valuation: £70m
Not necessarily a game/match,I'd have to say mine are probably when I was maybe two or three,sat on my old fellas knee he would put one hand under his armpit and chant at me "Liverpool, Liverpool,under the arm",then the "we hate Nottingham Forest" song(I never really got why we should hate them back then😂I know of the current dislike😂),"rah,rah,rah,rah Morrissey"in honour of Johnny 💙I also remember if I wouldn't eat my veg,he's stick the food on my fork and commentate,"Morrissey going down the wing,centres for Joe Royle to head,it's going in(at which point i'd open my gob wide open😂)and GOAL,food had been gobbled up😂(this process went on until I was 35😉😂😂)anyhow thanks Dad I wonder where my love for this grand old club came from eh?😉😂💙👍
 

Not necessarily a game/match,I'd have to say mine are probably when I was maybe two or three,sat on my old fellas knee he would put one hand under his armpit and chant at me "Liverpool, Liverpool,under the arm",then the "we hate Nottingham Forest" song(I never really got why we should hate them back then😂I know of the current dislike😂),"rah,rah,rah,rah Morrissey"in honour of Johnny 💙I also remember if I wouldn't eat my veg,he's stick the food on my fork and commentate,"Morrissey going down the wing,centres for Joe Royle to head,it's going in(at which point i'd open my gob wide open😂)and GOAL,food had been gobbled up😂(this process went on until I was 35😉😂😂)anyhow thanks Dad I wonder where my love for this grand old club came from eh?😉😂💙👍

Not my main memory but the 86 final always sticks out as an 8 year old for 4 things.

My best mates brother crying for ages as his dad had got up in the middle of the night and scarpered off to the final without him

A street party where all the houses had either blue and white decorations or red and white decorations and food laid out

Vomiting due to eating a square piece of butter which I thought was a piece of cheese

Bruce Grobbelars save from Sharp header

I'd have to have a good think about earlier memories, the above day has always stood out to me.
 
These, and a soggy leather Casey that you had to inflate with a bike pump.
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We never saw my Dad much on a Saturday, Cricket season he played Cricket for Hightown, and then followed Everton all over the place during the footy season!
My first real memory of “watching” a full game was the 1966 Cup Final as a six year old, which I watched at my Grandparents house where my Mum had taken us while Dad was as Wembley! I sat glued to the old telly desperate to see if I could spot him in the crowd!
The following season season I went to Goodison for the first time to a reserve game against Blackpool, then progressed to a few First Division games sat in the Upper Bullens!
Then two years after watching my first Cup Final on the telly , I was at Wembley in 1968 and we all know what happened that day! I cried all the way back to Liverpool!
 

Not necessarily a game/match,I'd have to say mine are probably when I was maybe two or three,sat on my old fellas knee he would put one hand under his armpit and chant at me "Liverpool, Liverpool,under the arm",then the "we hate Nottingham Forest" song(I never really got why we should hate them back then😂I know of the current dislike😂),"rah,rah,rah,rah Morrissey"in honour of Johnny 💙I also remember if I wouldn't eat my veg,he's stick the food on my fork and commentate,"Morrissey going down the wing,centres for Joe Royle to head,it's going in(at which point i'd open my gob wide open😂)and GOAL,food had been gobbled up😂(this process went on until I was 35😉😂😂)anyhow thanks Dad I wonder where my love for this grand old club came from eh?😉😂💙👍
1966 FA Cup Final on the TV. Now it is a very vague memeory.
 
1962 sat on a crash barrier with my late father holding on to me at Bolton Burden park away with my late father & all his mates plus my older brother - all travelling in a Ford Transit van most sat on beer crates in the back of the van - What amazed me was our away following as we were right opposite the mass behind the goal - blue balloons thrown on to the pitch - we won 2-0 - 1962/63 we went on to win the league - I can't remember my first home game as that was so special - 6 years old - a born Evertonian who held a scrapbook full of EFC photos at home & the other lot were in Division 2..... it was magical ....
 

He wasn't the bloke who legged it onto the pitch and got tackled by that bobby, then?
The Cavanagh's - mate their local was in the Eagle & Child - a notorious rough house on Liverpool road a place were you wiped you feet on exiting the place - that pub was full of mine sweepers put your pint down & it disappeared - I was told never to go in there ....
 
The Cavanagh's - mate their local was in the Eagle & Child - a notorious rough house on Liverpool road a place were you wiped you feet on exiting the place - that pub was full of mine sweepers put your pint down & it disappeared - I was told never to go in there ....

The Eagle & Child: I heard a wartime story about that place: there was a shootout there with Yank soldiers stationed at Burtonwood near Warrington. I think the story went that one of the locals from Page Moss had sold a load of 'whiskey' to them which was just cold tea in whiskey bottles. 🤣

A notorious boozer.
 

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