Bob Latchford
Well-Known Member
on a match day ? or even during the week ??
That's the last game isn't it.And inside
Would SISU have still been a factor ? Because I think a lot would depend on that.What league do you think we would be in if that was still our home ?
It really looked fantastic that day. You don't seem to get that brightness and vibrancy in the Ricoh and the less said about the pitch the better.And inside
Hers the thing I can't fathom, on its last day HR looked the very best it ever did. Full of soul, ghosts and echoes of our pastIt really looked fantastic that day. You don't seem to get that brightness and vibrancy in the Ricoh and the less said about the pitch the better.
I'm in there , proper atmosphereInside again . damn I miss H/ROAD.
I was on Cornwall on holiday, the wife and I drove up for the day. Bitter sweet, great result, but tinged with sadness. Quite a lot of optimism, I don't think we realised what we were losing. All I could think about was walking up to Highfield Road from Radford in the 60's, proud of being a Cov kid, and proud of my club. A bit of me died when we left Highfield Road, hope that's not being too dramatic, but it was a massive part of me.One of the best days of my life that final game.
What league do you think we would be in if that was still our home ?
It was packed, the sun was shining and everyone was wearing their colours.:emoji_innocent:Hers the thing I can't fathom, on its last day HR looked the very best it ever did. Full of soul, ghosts and echoes of our past
I'm liking that for your stoke ex memories , not your dad no longer going .I do miss going to the stoke-ex club before games with the old man.
Real shame that he no longer wants to come to matches
I'm a 'move on' kind of guy, if it's moving on to something better- and whereas the Ricoh might be brighter and smarter, I think it's a prime example of a modern, soulless football stadium. I guess I am lucky in that I did go to Highfield Road for the cup run in '63, and the division 3/2 championship seasons, and games like the championship decider against Wolves in '67 had a profound affect on a young kid. I do appreciate, however, that it's easy to see things from the past through rose coloured spectacles. But as I said in an earlier thread, I'll never get over leaving Highfield Road.Nope. Don't miss it at all, not for a single second.
I am and always have been though a 'move on' kind of guy.
Same with everything. I had a job for 20 years and they then closed the place down and we all got made redundant.
People were walking around in a daze, shocked and some in floods of tears. I just shook a few hands, got in my car and looked towards a new adventure. Didn't miss any of it.
Have never missed HR at all. I constantly changed seats and stands and stood on the Kop and then the West End.
The ground was constantly changing, the main stand and then the Kop and then the west stand and then the M&B stand. Went from standing to all seating in open, to roofes being added. It was constantly changing and evolving.
Had it stayed exactly the same for say 25-30 years I might have felt more affinity with it, but I am the type who just accepts stuff, doesn't look back and moves along.
I like the Ricoh a lot, but if we were to leave there and go somewhere else I don't think I would particularly miss it at all.
HR for the most part was just as soulless as the Ricoh. Some of the views were very poor and we didn't exactly pull up any trees there for many, many years.
Again, if I had been part of the Sky Blue Revolution then maybe I would have felt a bit different, but my first experience of Highfield Road was 3 relegation battle seasons in the late 60's.
I drive past now and don't feel anything at all and just see it as houses with no nostalgic feel at all.
Guess it must just be me.
Nope. Don't miss it at all, not for a single second.
I am and always have been though a 'move on' kind of guy.
Same with everything. I had a job for 20 years and they then closed the place down and we all got made redundant.
People were walking around in a daze, shocked and some in floods of tears. I just shook a few hands, got in my car and looked towards a new adventure. Didn't miss any of it.
Have never missed HR at all. I constantly changed seats and stands and stood on the Kop and then the West End.
The ground was constantly changing, the main stand and then the Kop and then the west stand and then the M&B stand. Went from standing to all seating in open, to roofes being added. It was constantly changing and evolving.
Had it stayed exactly the same for say 25-30 years I might have felt more affinity with it, but I am the type who just accepts stuff, doesn't look back and moves along.
I like the Ricoh a lot, but if we were to leave there and go somewhere else I don't think I would particularly miss it at all.
HR for the most part was just as soulless as the Ricoh. Some of the views were very poor and we didn't exactly pull up any trees there for many, many years.
Again, if I had been part of the Sky Blue Revolution then maybe I would have felt a bit different, but my first experience of Highfield Road was 3 relegation battle seasons in the late 60's.
I drive past now and don't feel anything at all and just see it as houses with no nostalgic feel at all.
Guess it must just be me.
Yeah, can understand why people miss it, just not me.I'm a 'move on' kind of guy, if it's moving on to something better- and whereas the Ricoh might be brighter and smarter, I think it's a prime example of a modern, soulless football stadium. I guess I am lucky in that I did go to Highfield Road for the cup run in '63, and the division 3/2 championship seasons, and games like the championship decider against Wolves in '67 had a profound affect on a young kid. I do appreciate, however, that it's easy to see things from the past through rose coloured spectacles. But as I said in an earlier thread, I'll never get over leaving Highfield Road.
A real sea of sky blue.Inside again . damn I miss H/ROAD.
Ccfc should try to instigate something like this for wembleyA real sea of sky blue.
One of the best days of my life that final game.