My first game was the League cup Final v Newcastle. My Late great uncle Joe asked if I wanted to go to Wembley. Of course I said Yes. There were about 8 of us altogether, we travelled down by train. The commadery and good feeling was out of this world there was nt anyone without a smile all wishing each other well. When we arrived at Wembley I wasastounded by the atmosphere and the shere size of stadium { outside view }. I walked out to the stand and I couldnot help being in awe of the green grass. The whole day was fantastic and the result was even better. Next day we went to Albert Square for the homecoming and again that was something else, an absolute sea of blue and white with singing and laughing, that was it I was hooked. Thanks Uncle Joe for changing my life.