Like most people of my generation, i fell in love with footbal whilst watching the 1990 world cup at the tender age of six years old.
Because of this i fell in love with Gazza and Lineker, thus my father took me to my first game involving these legends. My dad was a blue, this meant taking me to a game involving both clubs. We sat in the away end known then as the Platt Lane End.
My memories of the game were being the coldest I have ever been, not seeing any of the goals as it was too foggy at the other end, but i cheered each goal anyway.
Inspite all of this I came away a blue and have followed them to the depths of despair to hopefully the days at the top, which we loyal fans deserve!!
I’ll be taking my son Naill (yes he is named after the big Irish man)to his first game in May at nine months old…to carry on the family law!!