Johhny Blue
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no words of wisdom, just a random thought while reminiscing about Highfield Road and the beautiful circles for the first game of the season
The green green grass of home (8 Viewers)
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torchomatic
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Seeing the pitch for the first game of a new season was always magical, particularly if it was a sunny day. Also, deciding on the day where to sit/stand. Maybe the West End one match and then the Spion Kop the next. Great times.
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I_Saw_Shaw_Score
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Announcements stand out for me-
Hearing the safety announcement every game about 10 minutes before kick off in Jim Twyneham’s deep voice that after all the years I still wouldn’t have a clue what to do in an emergency!
The announcement of a car blocking the Thackall street entrance every single game.
Mid/late 90’s the blast of the start of the chorus of the ‘Sky Blue song’ in a rock style instrumental when we scored before the scorer was announced.
Then the smell of vomit off the lad in fronts sky blue wig he put on everytime we scored (I can still taste it now!)
The guy in the McDonald’s family stand who used to let balloons off without tieing them up every single game.
Seeing that diagonal row of seats empty in the north stand every game due to the pillar blocking the goal at the west end.
The large yellow mental gate between the Home and away fans.
‘Coventry City Football Club’ In black letter on the north stand, it was our home.
Stewards standing around the centre circle at full time, probably still stood there now!
The away coaches parked on swan lane and the piles of horse crap.
Seeing the floodlights of a night game from a distance as we drove towards the stadium and having a sense of excitement/feeling I’ve never once had at the Ricoh maybe (the fact we moved to RA when I was 15 the kiddy like excitement had maybe started to wear off)
That’s enough randomness for now.
Hearing the safety announcement every game about 10 minutes before kick off in Jim Twyneham’s deep voice that after all the years I still wouldn’t have a clue what to do in an emergency!
The announcement of a car blocking the Thackall street entrance every single game.
Mid/late 90’s the blast of the start of the chorus of the ‘Sky Blue song’ in a rock style instrumental when we scored before the scorer was announced.
Then the smell of vomit off the lad in fronts sky blue wig he put on everytime we scored (I can still taste it now!)
The guy in the McDonald’s family stand who used to let balloons off without tieing them up every single game.
Seeing that diagonal row of seats empty in the north stand every game due to the pillar blocking the goal at the west end.
The large yellow mental gate between the Home and away fans.
‘Coventry City Football Club’ In black letter on the north stand, it was our home.
Stewards standing around the centre circle at full time, probably still stood there now!
The away coaches parked on swan lane and the piles of horse crap.
Seeing the floodlights of a night game from a distance as we drove towards the stadium and having a sense of excitement/feeling I’ve never once had at the Ricoh maybe (the fact we moved to RA when I was 15 the kiddy like excitement had maybe started to wear off)
That’s enough randomness for now.
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Liquid Gold
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They're some good ones
I'll add the blokes selling the pins and fanzines outside the west terrace entrance.
Walking down that weird alley to get from the main stand to the west terrace.
Walking into the bar in the east stand first time and thinking it was fancy like a cruise ship.
Going in the main stand when I went with my dad and thinking it was posh af
Looking at the fancy dark blue seats in the middle of the main stand thinking thats where the really really posh people are.
Standing in the sky blue tavern about 6 years old not up to peoples knees and loving it.
My step Dad's mates laughing at me as I'd predict us beating whatever team it was next week 11-1
Trying all the bars down far gosford street until one served you.
Smoking in the west terrace
Being told off for smoking in the west terrace because I'm not old enough
Thinking blocks 1 and 2 of the west terrace were only there to argue with the away fans
Liquid Gold
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Did she scream at the top of her voice "get into 'em, fuck 'em up" all game?
I_Saw_Shaw_Score
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There is an amazing picture somewhere of HR at night looking up a road, it’s had some sort of editing to it (more techy phrase than that) but it’s brilliant!
Liquid Gold
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Having my birthday in the M&B stand, sky blue sam came and I was the man at school for a week or so.
Nick
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Can't remember that but I wouldn't have wanted to fight her put it that way.
mds
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The Kop and as i got a little older the West End, also as a kid climbing over the garden\entry wall at the West End to get into the ground when i was skint 
Living over Holbrooks for a while and being able to see the sky lit up and hearing the roar when we scored.
Reserve games.
Top flight football
Living over Holbrooks for a while and being able to see the sky lit up and hearing the roar when we scored.
Reserve games.
Top flight football
Johhny Blue
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I used to sell goal tickets at the spion kop. After the game we would report back to George Curtis and hand over the cash. There was never any reconciliation of tickets sold or cash taken. I never stole a single penny from the club but we would open all the tickets that hadn't sold (amazingly no one ever asked for them back) we never won anything and were convinced that in the pre digital timing days they would leave a time out of each minute ( tickets were mins and secs of first goal)
Does anyone know of a winner ever?
Does anyone know of a winner ever?
Johhny Blue
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I used to live 5 mins from the Ricoh site in the 70's. Sadly now it's a 6,000 mile trip. I do go as often as I can. Next game will be Sep 15th for a league 1 game
stevefloyd
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Always remember going to Highfield Road on a Friday night against Crystal Palace, stood in the queue ( I was 16 at the time) a copper came up to me probably because I was wearing Doc Martins, he said how old are you, I said 15 because it was cheaper, he said hold your arms up and searched me he said whats this I told him my fags, he said if you're old enough to smoke you're old enough to pay full price!! get in that queue....barsteward
PCH
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Remember going into the West End via Thackall Street as a kid and once inside seeing a big pile of Doc Martins on the floor. The police used to make the skinheads take them off. Lots of Bovver Boys standing on the terrace in red socks, turned up Levi's and check Ben Shirman button downs with braces. About 1968/69. Used to scare the shit out of me.
stevefloyd
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I never scared the shit out of anyone
Nick
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Remember a Sheff Utd game, I was stood in the queue and some Sheff Utd fans walked up and one landed a clean punch on a bloke in front of me in the queue and then strolled off like nothing had happened.
Always used to play the "see who moves first out of us and away fans" game, don't know why as they would have beat fuck out of us 9 out of 10 times.
Always used to play the "see who moves first out of us and away fans" game, don't know why as they would have beat fuck out of us 9 out of 10 times.
NortonSkyBlue
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Let's hope you are right!
oakey
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That metallic click sound the old turnstiles made, again, and again.
The smell of cigarette smoke in the open air.
The walk round behind the West End or Kop and first sight of the stands.
Little kids with sky blue hand knitted bobble hats.
Rattles and rosettes.
The West end, united, will never be defeated
You're gonna get your f&&&in' head kicked in.
The smell of cigarette smoke in the open air.
The walk round behind the West End or Kop and first sight of the stands.
Little kids with sky blue hand knitted bobble hats.
Rattles and rosettes.
The West end, united, will never be defeated
You're gonna get your f&&&in' head kicked in.
AVWskyblue
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I used to live in Sparkbrook St when I was a lad, used to walk to the top of the street, cut through pork chop hill park straight onto Thakall St
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clint van damme
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night games. HR under the floodlights, beautiful.
Sick Boy
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Haha the good old days..."you're going home in a Walsgrave ambulance"
Johhny Blue
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We are the west end boot boys
pusbccfc
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Before the days when you took an instagram photo of your pint when you were 14.
bawtryneal
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Being with ny Dad and feeling 10 ft tall
Singing PUSB and being proud.
Singing PUSB and being proud.
christonabike
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I used to love the smell of the cut grass, Big "C" and the breath on a cold night, the shit speakers you couldnt hear and the pixels missing on the scoreboard. I used to sit in my dads car on the ring road and look over and you could see the flood lights and wonder who was playing in the 1970s.
"Drive" by cars was my first memory of the Stewart Pearce days and "whos going to take you home ringing in my ears" at half time. Oh and the players wives and girlfriends walking along the touch line with 10 mins to go wearing fur coats and fancy shopping bags.
My old Dad worked as a steward and on the gates for 12 years and often had 3 pints before hand in the Brewer and Baker before he started and a couple after and then drove to the open Arms for a swift one before he went home with a Pink in hand.
Love you Dad you made me the man I am and the fondness for scoops good craic and company where you could have a laugh about life and help one another.
"Drive" by cars was my first memory of the Stewart Pearce days and "whos going to take you home ringing in my ears" at half time. Oh and the players wives and girlfriends walking along the touch line with 10 mins to go wearing fur coats and fancy shopping bags.
My old Dad worked as a steward and on the gates for 12 years and often had 3 pints before hand in the Brewer and Baker before he started and a couple after and then drove to the open Arms for a swift one before he went home with a Pink in hand.
Love you Dad you made me the man I am and the fondness for scoops good craic and company where you could have a laugh about life and help one another.
CJ_covblaze
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"Dion does it again" alongside a rough silhouette of his head in true 8-bit style on the scoreboard.
CJ_covblaze
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The nail that held up the Twist 'n' Shout badge board (also used by other badge sellers before that) on the corner of Thackhall St and Nicholls St is still there now.
Liquid Gold
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That’s beautiful