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Razzle Dazzle Dean Gordon

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Not so much a great story but i have a vivid recollection of staying up to 'watch' on Ceefax the penalty shootout we had with Sheffield United (FA Cup 97/98 i think it was).
 

Sky_Blue_Daz

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Watched the replay as they beemed it back to Highfield Road

I was truly convinced our name was on the cup especially after Telfer scored that free kick

I still hate Sheffield united to this day
 

oscillatewildly

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That rings a bell actually, I think it was the league game we went back for and having just looked on Wiki - the Luton replay was 9th Feb 94 our league game was 23rd Feb 94 so could have been the last - there weren't many of us and we were stuck away in a corner with no roof. I remember sky blue balloons, Mick Quinn giving out pies to the Geordies pre-kick off and I think you're right H Wegerle would likely have been playing then. It also says Cole hattrick, but I cant remember that at all.
Didn't Wegerle get sent off in that 2-0 cup defeat?
We spent too long drinking pre-match at Chester Le Street, arrived 5 mins before KO, coppers weren't very happy about our 'late' arrival and were convinced we should have arrived in some sort of convoy of an escort as I recall.
Anyway, they grumpily told us to park the minibus behind their fleet of vans in a street just around the corner from the ground.
After the game we made our way back in fragmented small groups and waited on the bus for one straggler.
After ten minutes a copper knocks on the front passenger window and enquires - "Is he one of your's"?
One of our mates (still pissed as a fart) had clambered aboard the last in the queue of mini buses (which ours was when we left it) thing is, a couple of unmarked police personnel carriers had joined that queue after we had disembarked.
 

Adge

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Didn't Wegerle get sent off in that 2-0 cup defeat?
We spent too long drinking pre-match at Chester Le Street, arrived 5 mins before KO, coppers weren't very happy about our 'late' arrival and were convinced we should have arrived in some sort of convoy of an escort as I recall.
Anyway, they grumpily told us to park the minibus behind their fleet of vans in a street just around the corner from the ground.
After the game we made our way back in fragmented small groups and waited on the bus for one straggler.
After ten minutes a copper knocks on the front passenger window and enquires - "Is he one of your's"?
One of our mates (still pissed as a fart) had clambered aboard the last in the queue of mini buses (which ours was when we left it) thing is, a couple of unmarked police personnel carriers had joined that queue after we had disembarked.
Hey, wasn’t me driving that time was it?
 

COVKIDSNEVERQUIT

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And my wife's never liked me since this tie.

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Nice wine cellar you have there Otis .

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Addi

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Not so much of a story - but I've been a City fan since 87. I was 10 years old and watched the cup match on TV and immediately saw that Coventry was destined to be a top club for decades to come :shamefullyembarrased: Quite a few times I´ve been the only man shouting and cheering in various pubs in Iceland when we score. One of the most memorable moment was on Boxing day 1999 when we beat Arsenal 3-2. I was a bit drunk, surrounded by a huge group of disgruntled Goonners and was asked to leave the building after Keane scored.

I've only been to six games since 2001 - but never seen us lose. Took my sons to the playoff final last May and we had a blast (you can hear it in the vid below) :angelic:

 

Adge

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Yes, once that kindly officer delivered you back to us.
I prefer the other outing we had-can’t remember where but stopped on the way back-may have been Cambridge? (Probably Norwich away) Barking out my orders that if everyone is not back on the minibus at 12 midnight then I am off. As usual 2 don’t turn up and being the good chap that I am we do one last circuit of the town centre and find them(think one of them was SJ and yourself!) The stragglers then point out that we have a puncture on the passenger side-trouble is there is no jack for the minibus on board! Well there is nothing else we could do apart from 15 pissed blokes lifting one side of the minibus high enough for me to change the wheel in the lashing down rain! Police came to see what was occurring-but fair play to them, held the traffic up till we were done.:emoji_grin:
To be fair squire, you did ring me up in the morning and apologise regarding your antics the night before-you were still probably wet!
 

maddog

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Of many stories my favourites are: Standing in the covered end at Highfield Road as a little lad swinging my rattle above my head then finding I was only holding the handle. A really tall, scary bloke was looking around holding his head shouting "Who the f**k threw that." I shrank down below the crowd. I was working the night before the Leeds semi-final and my dad was under strict instructions not to tell me the score when the match was shown in full on TV after it had finished. My dad supported City all his life and was really unwell at the time. He was po-faced when the match started and I was getting worried when Leeds scored and were outplaying us. I looked at my dad who had tears streaming down his face, and I knew at that moment we had won. My dad was too ill to go to wembley and died shortly afterwards but I will never forget that moment. My brother married into money and his new millionaire uncle used to take us to all the away matches in his roller. In Bolton, we pulled up outside a small terraced house where a bloke in a flat cap ran out saying it was an honour sir, don't worry I will look after it. I thought, theres the wheels gone then. When we got back he was cleaning it. We were playing away at Chelsea and we drew 1-1. Osgood missed a last minute penalty. I was sat on the tube with my brother and the elderly uncle who used to be a West Ham fan but had changed allegiance when he moved to Coventry. Suddenly, about 100 skinheads got on banging their bovver boots on the floor shouting "Osgood is good". The elderly uncle shouted "Osgood no good" I believe to this day the fact that he had a london accent wa
s the only thing that saved us. After the cup final I stayed with mates in London, we went for an Indian in Wood Green a prime Tottenham area. When the owners heard we were Cov fans they gave us free drinks saying the Spurs fans were twats and treated them badly. Lastly, a personal one. We went to a warehouse party where Chris Long (the Rhythm Doctor) who started out in Coventry was playing. A girlfriend of mine congratulated him on winning the cup. His face was a picture, he is a villa fan!
 

oscillatewildly

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I prefer the other outing we had-can’t remember where but stopped on the way back-may have been Cambridge? (Probably Norwich away) Barking out my orders that if everyone is not back on the minibus at 12 midnight then I am off. As usual 2 don’t turn up and being the good chap that I am we do one last circuit of the town centre and find them(think one of them was SJ and yourself!) The stragglers then point out that we have a puncture on the passenger side-trouble is there is no jack for the minibus on board! Well there is nothing else we could do apart from 15 pissed blokes lifting one side of the minibus high enough for me to change the wheel in the lashing down rain! Police came to see what was occurring-but fair play to them, held the traffic up till we were done.:emoji_grin:
To be fair squire, you did ring me up in the morning and apologise regarding your antics the night before-you were still probably wet!
Pretty sure we had a few bevvies in Oxford that time - After Swindon away in the cup, Adge.
 

TewkesburySkyBlue

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One of the few occasions I’ve been to a match with my wife who grew up as a Leeds supporter.
We were given tickets in the home stand at Elland Road when City played there.
Me never been one to keep his mouth shut was having a real go at the referee when he failed to give at least a foul for a bit of thuggery on McAllister. Bloke near me shouted ‘why don’t you f.... off back to Coventry ‘ to which I replied in a flash ‘ so much for Yorkshire hospitality ‘ . Wife was not impressed but it did shut them up . We lost though !
 

rob9872

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Weird one was lying to my parents that I was going into Leamington to do some sixth form french revision (aged 17 or 18) but riding my 100cc motorbike to Hereford to see a pre season friendly. The temperature was really cold, I missed most of the first half due to mistiming the journey and had to leave early so parents weren't too suspicious. Face turned blue, froze my nuts off and we lost (2-0?) Wondered why I'd bothered, but was secretly proud of having done it. Was about 1976/7. Parents never sussed it either!!!
This one H :)
 

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