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Looked at that Everton results site & found the game I was at...

Tue Apr 17 1973 Div 1 H Chelsea W 1-0 24,999 Kendall H (pen)

How I missed seeing the penalty taken, I'll never know!
 
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Could a mod merge the other thread with this one? I love this thread and think it would be much better if all reminiscences were in one place. Ta.
 

Arsenal at Goodison - 01/05/1993 (a date I will never ever forget). We drew 0-0. Typical end of season game. I don't remember much about the game, but I just knew I had to come back. My brother probably wished he never took me to that game as I've gone to over 500 since!!
 
my first game was against spurs in1972 , we won 3-1 goals by hurst and two screamers by kendall -I remember it like yesterday .
The floodlights , the atmosphere - It was magical . If only every game lived up to that one !
I was well and truly hooked from that day on !
 
After a couple of trips down memory lane on other parts of the forum thought it might be interesting to know what your first sight of the boys in blue was.

Everton 2-3 Liverpool (1989 Cup Final). Watched it on telly with me Nana who's a red...she fumed when I said I somehow prefer the blue team.
 

99 opening fixture against Man U who'd just won the champions league. 1 nil down, attacking, cross comes in, goes back out. comes back in, everyone in the gwladys jumps up, GOAL!!!, (wasn't sure who'd got it,........ahhh, Jaap Stam OG!).

Then we battered them, hutchinson hit the post....

that was a solid start to the season at home that year....campbell even scored the only goal as we won away at Anfield
 
1st april 1995 v blackburn at home at park end they went 2-0 up after something like 5 min with sutton and shearer getting there goals and graham stuart getting ours at the park end with a wicked chip we lost 2-1 but loved it and will never forget
 
The title winning season 1969/70 we played Arsenal at Goodison and drew 2-2 , Alan Whittle scoring both our goals . I spoke to him a few years about it and he remember it well
 
This is where I'm described as a glory-hunter.
Me old man (sadly no longer with us), surprised me one Saturday, telling me we where going on a trip to London. The train was packed with blue and white, the carriages a fug of smoke and the smell of stale beer.
we walked to the ground in the company of thousands and squashed ourselves on to the terrace of that amazing stadium. Me da sat me on one of the barriers, the massive pitch unfolded before my young eyes. I remember seeing the hoards celebrating wildly twice. I remember thinking, I wish it was me and me Dad jumping up and down waving our flags like that. At half time someone produced a flask with some sugary sweet tea and I had a couple of corned beef butties me mam had made.
The 2nd half.......A massive roar from our side of the ground, it scared me at the time, but still makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up when I think about it. Then in seemingly no time an even louder, joyous even animalistic roar combined with a joy and dancing and tears in me Dads eye....it was all square.
I watched the action relentlesly...we scored again, I went flying off the barrier, to be caught by someone who passed me back over the heads of the ecstatic crowd. I looked up the terrace and saw thousands waving, cheering, singing, crying. This continued until the final whistle. So, there we go, me the glory-hunter.
 
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