I remember a friend of mine bought a winter ball from "brittens" on Ball Hill, it was a right bugger to play with, it was leather but with plastic panels to stop the ball picking up moisture, used to kill your foot when kicking.
Yes, remember that goal, I think! I think I know what it was with Rennie: he was primarily a Division 2 CM most of his career-wasn't he at CM for Leeds against us in the semi? When deployed as a CB, English football being what it was back then, he had a better range of passing than most other defenders which at times had the effect of making him look relatively cultured. Especially when deployed alongside former non-league CB's Busst and Pearce! He was practically elegant by comparison, a decent reader of the game, and with them doing the rough, dirty work, it was a poor man's version of the Peake/Kilcline combination.
I felt quite sad the other week when someone said that they had bumped into Rennie and he "looked really chuffed that someone had recognised him": he was a bit of a legend as far as I was concerned, one of many City cheap-and-cheerful slightly naff players from before the big money hit the game that often played well above his general career ability for us. Rennie got countless MOM awards in the CT and on Mercia when we were in the topflight, I hate the idea of him thinking that he's a forgotten man!
Wholeheartedly agree. He could look as calm and composed as Beckenbauer sometimes, but had this self destructive tendency to play a too short back pass or be robbed of posession whilst being ponderous on the ball.
As regard the OP, I've been to colder matches, but the 4-3 Cov win v Spurs in December 86 was the most entertaining game I've ever been to.