50 years ago today. UTC.
Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2020 2:13 am
50 Years a Claret
My journey from no colours to Claret n Blue, from Rammy Clarets to Melbourne Clarets, and every emotion in-between following the Clarets.
Saturday 12th September 1970.
The first time I set foot inside Turf Moor, 50 years ago today. Just a starry-eyed 9 year old football fan. Ever since England won the World Cup I’d been interested in soccer, yes that’s what everyone called it back in the 60’s & 70’s.
I didn’t support a team, I had relatives in Stockport who were big Manchester United fans. They tried to hard to get me to be a Red Devil, that it had had the opposite effect. I was favouring Manchester City. Boxing Day 1969 was my football baptism. Our Stockport family had got Christmas present tickets for Old Trafford, Manchester United v Wolverhampton Wanderers. Spent the game at the very front of the United Road Paddock. A 0-0 score line, but the crowd grabbed my attention more. I loved live football. I was still leaning towards City, Colin Bell my favourite player having met him in Ramsbottom one Sunday morning. January 70 was my next live game, it was a little less star studded than Best, Law & Charlton. It was my first visit to Gigg Lane. Bury v Tranmere Rovers. Really enjoyed this game, saw my first live goal, and my eighth. Bury winning 8-0, George Jones scoring 6 or 7 goals. My third game was also at Gigg Lane. Bury losing to Orient 1-0.
The 70/71 season started with me playing Saturday morning football. One of the blokes running the team I played for, Ramsbottom Crusaders, offered to take anyone interested to a game the following Saturday. Burnley v Arsenal. I was in, most of the other boys in the team supported Man U, so only two of us took up the offer. My best friend Phil & myself. To be honest I was more excited about seeing Arsenal. In fact, I’m not sure I’d ever been to the town of Burnley before in my life.
The day arrived and we set off in Geoffs sky blue mini. We parked off Todmorden Rd and walked through the ginnel near Tod rd school. My first sight of Turf Moor was when we walked past the Park view chippy. The massive floodlights and the Bee Hole Terrace towering high in front us. Entering the ground via the street facing turnstiles, we took up position on the green fence at the front of the Bee Hole, near the edge of the penalty area towards the Longside. I was enthralled by the size and noise of the Longside. Ok, so the game finished in a 2-1 win for Arsenal, but I was hooked on Burnley FC. The Claret shirts, Claret & Blue scarves. The Longside, I was even intrigued by the Turf only having 3 sides. I was a Claret.
50 years ago today. What a ride it’s been, relegations, more than our fair share. Promotions, just enough to be where we are now. 3 visits to Wembley, European football. 4th division football for far to long. For me, from travelling on the bus from Rammy, to now running Melbourne Clarets 12,000 miles away. 10 years I’ve been away, I miss matchday so much. The group we have here are a great set of clarets. Even our ******* supporting friend behind the bar at the Sherlock. Also to be able to get coffee with Mike Conroy, meeting a hero.
Yes, Burnley Football Club has been and still is a massive part of my life. UTC
My journey from no colours to Claret n Blue, from Rammy Clarets to Melbourne Clarets, and every emotion in-between following the Clarets.
Saturday 12th September 1970.
The first time I set foot inside Turf Moor, 50 years ago today. Just a starry-eyed 9 year old football fan. Ever since England won the World Cup I’d been interested in soccer, yes that’s what everyone called it back in the 60’s & 70’s.
I didn’t support a team, I had relatives in Stockport who were big Manchester United fans. They tried to hard to get me to be a Red Devil, that it had had the opposite effect. I was favouring Manchester City. Boxing Day 1969 was my football baptism. Our Stockport family had got Christmas present tickets for Old Trafford, Manchester United v Wolverhampton Wanderers. Spent the game at the very front of the United Road Paddock. A 0-0 score line, but the crowd grabbed my attention more. I loved live football. I was still leaning towards City, Colin Bell my favourite player having met him in Ramsbottom one Sunday morning. January 70 was my next live game, it was a little less star studded than Best, Law & Charlton. It was my first visit to Gigg Lane. Bury v Tranmere Rovers. Really enjoyed this game, saw my first live goal, and my eighth. Bury winning 8-0, George Jones scoring 6 or 7 goals. My third game was also at Gigg Lane. Bury losing to Orient 1-0.
The 70/71 season started with me playing Saturday morning football. One of the blokes running the team I played for, Ramsbottom Crusaders, offered to take anyone interested to a game the following Saturday. Burnley v Arsenal. I was in, most of the other boys in the team supported Man U, so only two of us took up the offer. My best friend Phil & myself. To be honest I was more excited about seeing Arsenal. In fact, I’m not sure I’d ever been to the town of Burnley before in my life.
The day arrived and we set off in Geoffs sky blue mini. We parked off Todmorden Rd and walked through the ginnel near Tod rd school. My first sight of Turf Moor was when we walked past the Park view chippy. The massive floodlights and the Bee Hole Terrace towering high in front us. Entering the ground via the street facing turnstiles, we took up position on the green fence at the front of the Bee Hole, near the edge of the penalty area towards the Longside. I was enthralled by the size and noise of the Longside. Ok, so the game finished in a 2-1 win for Arsenal, but I was hooked on Burnley FC. The Claret shirts, Claret & Blue scarves. The Longside, I was even intrigued by the Turf only having 3 sides. I was a Claret.
50 years ago today. What a ride it’s been, relegations, more than our fair share. Promotions, just enough to be where we are now. 3 visits to Wembley, European football. 4th division football for far to long. For me, from travelling on the bus from Rammy, to now running Melbourne Clarets 12,000 miles away. 10 years I’ve been away, I miss matchday so much. The group we have here are a great set of clarets. Even our ******* supporting friend behind the bar at the Sherlock. Also to be able to get coffee with Mike Conroy, meeting a hero.
Yes, Burnley Football Club has been and still is a massive part of my life. UTC