I was a month short of my 5th birthday when my dad and granddad took me to Boundary Park to watch the good Friday fixture. I can still vividly remember standing and the terraces and people climbing a ladder behind me, but i don’t remember anything of the game.
I had to wait another two years until i was first taken to Maine Road, the last fixture of the 85/86 season against Luton Town. It finished 1-1, a drab end of season game, but i loved it. I was hooked and have been ever since. I used to sit on the same wall half way up the kippax with my brother, and loved joining in singing the songs and listening to the banter in the crowd. Great memories that will stay with me forever.