Thirty Six Years Ago Today

[channys6thswan]

14th of March 1987.

Like today, we had just lost four top flight matches on the spin. Like today, there were only twelve matches left in the season. Like today, we were just outside the bottom three, in a season where under-performance had not quite reached the stage where we were seen by the national football media as relegation certainties. Like today, our manager had just started a new decade in his life, and was from Northern Ireland. And like today, the club’s supporters had reached a point where they seemed to share the Board’s fatalistic lack of purpose, with a measly 8,159 showing up for the day’s home fixture against Charlton Athletic.

In the event, on March the 14th 1987, we won 1-0, courtesy of a goal by the forever loyal Alan Smith. We went on to win two of our next three fixtures, sparking hopes we would avoid the drop. But one win in the final eight games sent us down, with 42 points.

So okay, Citeh campers, rise and shine today, and don't forget your booties. ‘Cause the big question on everybody's lips...

On their chapped lips...

On their chapped lips, right: Do ya think Phil is gonna come out and see his shadow?’

 

[wints]

36 years ago today, I had my first date with the woman who would become Mrs wints. Been a winner ever since.

 

[ClaphamFox]

36 years ago today, I had my first date with the woman who would become Mrs wints. Been a winner ever since.

Was the date at the game?

 

[HughJanus]

36 years ago today, I had my first date with the woman who would become Mrs wints. Been a winner ever since.

Soppy bugger

 

[kpbw]

It was our 29th wedding anniversary on Sunday. Following the nuptials at Loughborough Register Office and lunch at The Case I treated Mrs. KP to a visit to Filbo to watch us play Middlesbrough that afternoon. There was a colour photo feature about it in The Mockery (I told 'Hello' to fuck off!).

In the article Mrs Kp (rather unfairly said): "The only time he registers any real emotion is when Leicester score or concede a goal"

Before kick-off I was quoted as saying "The game will probably be a metaphor for the success of our marriage. I don't want a defeat. Equally, I don't want a dour 0-0 draw" How pretentious is that? What a twat!

Happily we're still going strong. She's a very tolerant, very lovely woman.

The BIG question (I guess cheating is inevitable): what was the score and who scored??

 

[wints]

Was the date at the game?

No. A few of us lads had just started house sharing in Ratby. It was our house warming party. At thst time I was playing football most Saturdays so wasn't at the game.

 

[channys6thswan]

I should have known this thread would become a recurring metaphor for how little you people care about us going down. Because all I‘ve kept doing since we were relegated in 1987 is waking up to ’I got You Babe’ by Sonny and Wints, and hearing a friend of KP say to his new wife ‘he’s a real find.’

 

[Andrewsfoxes]

36 years ago today, I had my first date with the woman who would become Mrs wints. Been a winner ever since.

42 years today that Mrs Andrewsfox and myself met at Covscum away.

 

[Feckit]

36 years ago today our eldest son Sean was a month old, still loves City but like all of us he is beginning to lose the faith, Rodgers is a bastard…