Never have I wanted 3 points more than yesterday - RIP Steve Potter

straightatthewall

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And not just because it really was a must win game.

Last Saturday, after watching the Nob End debacle, my dad - Steve Potter - collapsed on our driveway with a cardiac arrest. My mum was a Trojan and did CPR till the ambo arrived and he was rushed to the Vic. This last week we've been at his bedside hoping for recovery but on Thursday, the doctors told us that sadly this was unlikely to happen in a way that would give dad any quality of life. We're now waiting for nature to take its course.

Dad was Blackpool to the core. He was a PE teacher at Millfield and ran the Blackpool schoolboys teams for many years. Bringing through the the likes of John Hills, Jamie Milligan, Phil Thomson, Ciaran Donnelly etc.

He's been a regular at Bloomfield Road for decades, first with his dad and then with me. He also worked at the club for years once he left teaching and was the educational welfare officer for the school of excellence. This was undoubtedly the best time of his life. Even working for Karl couldn't stop the fact that his hobby was his job.

As he lay in the Vic yesterday, slowly dying, I was desperately hoping the football gods would let me tell him one final positive score. There's still the chance that he hangs on till Monday and we somehow get a win at Luton, but somehow I can't see it.

All the best my tangerine brethren. We rise and fall as one.
 
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Shit Straighter's so sorry to hear that, I hope you can have some time with him before he passes, it's a terrible thing the loss of a parent as many of us know.

My thoughts are with you and your family.
 
And not just because it really was a must win game.

Last Saturday, after watching the Nob End debacle, my dad - Steve Potter - collapsed on our driveway with a cardiac arrest. My mum was a Trojan and did CPR till the ambo arrived and he was rushed to the Vic. This last week we've been at his bedside hoping for recovery but on Thursday, the doctors told us that sadly this was unlikely to happen in a way that would give dad any quality of life. We're now waiting for nature to take its course.

Dad was Blackpool to the core. He was a PE teacher at Millfield and ran the Blackpool schoolboys teams for many years. Bringing the the likes of John Hills, Jamie Milligan, Phil Thomson, Ciaran Donnelly etc.

He's been a regular at Bloomfield Road for decades, first with his dad and then with me. He also worked at the club for years once he left teaching and was the educational welfare officer for the school of excellence. This was undoubtedly the best time of his life. Even working for Karl couldn't stop the fact that his hobby was his job.

As he lay in the Vic yesterday, slowly dying, I was desperately hoping the football gods would let me tell him one final positive score. There's still the chance that he hangs on till Monday and we somehow get a win at Luton, but somehow I can't see it.

All the best my tangerine brethren. We rise and fall as one.
Sorry to hear that pal
 
And not just because it really was a must win game.

Last Saturday, after watching the Nob End debacle, my dad - Steve Potter - collapsed on our driveway with a cardiac arrest. My mum was a Trojan and did CPR till the ambo arrived and he was rushed to the Vic. This last week we've been at his bedside hoping for recovery but on Thursday, the doctors told us that sadly this was unlikely to happen in a way that would give dad any quality of life. We're now waiting for nature to take its course.

Dad was Blackpool to the core. He was a PE teacher at Millfield and ran the Blackpool schoolboys teams for many years. Bringing the the likes of John Hills, Jamie Milligan, Phil Thomson, Ciaran Donnelly etc.

He's been a regular at Bloomfield Road for decades, first with his dad and then with me. He also worked at the club for years once he left teaching and was the educational welfare officer for the school of excellence. This was undoubtedly the best time of his life. Even working for Karl couldn't stop the fact that his hobby was his job.

As he lay in the Vic yesterday, slowly dying, I was desperately hoping the football gods would let me tell him one final positive score. There's still the chance that he hangs on till Monday and we somehow get a win at Luton, but somehow I can't see it.

All the best my tangerine brethren. We rise and fall as one.
Very sorry to hear about your dad. It sure puts this terrible season into perspective.
 
Thanks everyone. It's been a horrible week. We're all proud of a wonderful husband and dad, but I don't mind saying that I'm so pissed off that the last game he's going to see was a defeat to that shower.
 
Sorry to hear about your Dad. I know from experience it's a difficult and emotional time but I hope the Dobster performs miracles and gets the 3 points at Luton.
 
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And not just because it really was a must win game.

Last Saturday, after watching the Nob End debacle, my dad - Steve Potter - collapsed on our driveway with a cardiac arrest. My mum was a Trojan and did CPR till the ambo arrived and he was rushed to the Vic. This last week we've been at his bedside hoping for recovery but on Thursday, the doctors told us that sadly this was unlikely to happen in a way that would give dad any quality of life. We're now waiting for nature to take its course.

Dad was Blackpool to the core. He was a PE teacher at Millfield and ran the Blackpool schoolboys teams for many years. Bringing the the likes of John Hills, Jamie Milligan, Phil Thomson, Ciaran Donnelly etc.

He's been a regular at Bloomfield Road for decades, first with his dad and then with me. He also worked at the club for years once he left teaching and was the educational welfare officer for the school of excellence. This was undoubtedly the best time of his life. Even working for Karl couldn't stop the fact that his hobby was his job.

As he lay in the Vic yesterday, slowly dying, I was desperately hoping the football gods would let me tell him one final positive score. There's still the chance that he hangs on till Monday and we somehow get a win at Luton, but somehow I can't see it.

All the best my tangerine brethren. We rise and fall as one.
Desperately hope for those 3 point for your dad🤞
 
And not just because it really was a must win game.

Last Saturday, after watching the Nob End debacle, my dad - Steve Potter - collapsed on our driveway with a cardiac arrest. My mum was a Trojan and did CPR till the ambo arrived and he was rushed to the Vic. This last week we've been at his bedside hoping for recovery but on Thursday, the doctors told us that sadly this was unlikely to happen in a way that would give dad any quality of life. We're now waiting for nature to take its course.

Dad was Blackpool to the core. He was a PE teacher at Millfield and ran the Blackpool schoolboys teams for many years. Bringing the the likes of John Hills, Jamie Milligan, Phil Thomson, Ciaran Donnelly etc.

He's been a regular at Bloomfield Road for decades, first with his dad and then with me. He also worked at the club for years once he left teaching and was the educational welfare officer for the school of excellence. This was undoubtedly the best time of his life. Even working for Karl couldn't stop the fact that his hobby was his job.

As he lay in the Vic yesterday, slowly dying, I was desperately hoping the football gods would let me tell him one final positive score. There's still the chance that he hangs on till Monday and we somehow get a win at Luton, but somehow I can't see it.

All the best my tangerine brethren. We rise and fall as one.
Really really sorry to hear this SATW.

Sounds like he has achieved a lot, and more importantly, enjoyed most of it.

Thinking of you during the next few days and beyond and love to you and your family at this difficult time ❤️

Karen
 
So sorry to hear this news, Straighters
It really puts things into perspective
I sincerely hope Dad is bearing up as well as can be expected.
In the great scheme of things, losing to them matters not a jot; our day will come again and you'll raise a glass to Dad who will be watching, somewhere, somehow
Thoughts are with you and family x
 
This is a terrible thing that you, yoiur mum and rest of the family are going through at this time. I just hope and pray that your dad can pull through these next few days and get over the worse and then starts to get stronger so he can be back home with your mum.
All the best and thoughts are with you, your mum and rest of the family.
Stay strong 👍
 
Seven years now since I had to watch my dad fade away from us, and been up to Carlton today to discuss the latest Blackpool debacles since I was last there. A lovely sunny afternoon. I can still hear him saying “bloody rubbish they are, I told you should have followed me by supporting Bolton”.

They never really leave you mate. Best wishes and all that.
 
Sad news, so sorry to hear this SATW. Sounds like you have a dad who would make any son proud.
 
And not just because it really was a must win game.

Last Saturday, after watching the Nob End debacle, my dad - Steve Potter - collapsed on our driveway with a cardiac arrest. My mum was a Trojan and did CPR till the ambo arrived and he was rushed to the Vic. This last week we've been at his bedside hoping for recovery but on Thursday, the doctors told us that sadly this was unlikely to happen in a way that would give dad any quality of life. We're now waiting for nature to take its course.

Dad was Blackpool to the core. He was a PE teacher at Millfield and ran the Blackpool schoolboys teams for many years. Bringing through the the likes of John Hills, Jamie Milligan, Phil Thomson, Ciaran Donnelly etc.

He's been a regular at Bloomfield Road for decades, first with his dad and then with me. He also worked at the club for years once he left teaching and was the educational welfare officer for the school of excellence. This was undoubtedly the best time of his life. Even working for Karl couldn't stop the fact that his hobby was his job.

As he lay in the Vic yesterday, slowly dying, I was desperately hoping the football gods would let me tell him one final positive score. There's still the chance that he hangs on till Monday and we somehow get a win at Luton, but somehow I can't see it.

All the best my tangerine brethren. We rise and fall as one.
Hopefully the new regime will get him those 3 points tomorrow. Really sorry to hear your news.
 
Hi Straight, I don’t often post on here but thought I’d share a memory or two about your dad.

I’m really sorry to hear he is so unwell. He was my PE teacher at Millfield (1978 I started), and he was a young man then – probably in his late 20’s.

Definitely one of my favourite teachers and it’s in no small part down to him that I’ve been a Blackpool fan all these years. He was always up for talking about Blackpool and even good for a free school ticket on occasions. He would concoct some weird PE related competition so that the young Blackpool fans seemingly always won no matter how crap we were at sport! It was the following year in 79 that Tony Green became a maths teacher at our school and you’d often see the pair of them nattering away in a corner somewhere at the lower school on Church Rd.

He used to drive the school mini bus on the trips up to Tower Woods at Windermere and he let us get away with a lot. ;)I remember him telling me to ‘man up’ when I spilt my head open crashing off some gym equipment, blood everywhere, as he had carried on running at college with a broken leg and I didn’t know I was born! He would always be there at school football matches and I remember him organising a coach up to somewhere in Blackburn once, as one of the years above were in some semi-final. I know of at least 2 lads from school, and of my era, who nearly made the Blackpool team and he would spend hours with them giving them extra coaching.

A top top teacher and one of the very few I have thought fondly about over the years. I wish I had known he was your dad sooner as I would love to have met up with him and bought him a pint.

He is a great man, and he left a positive impression on me for the whole of my life. There will no doubt be others as well – there aren’t too many people can say that in life. You must be proud.

Thoughts for you and all your family at this terrible time.
 
Hi Straight, I don’t often post on here but thought I’d share a memory or two about your dad.

I’m really sorry to hear he is so unwell. He was my PE teacher at Millfield (1978 I started), and he was a young man then – probably in his late 20’s.

Definitely one of my favourite teachers and it’s in no small part down to him that I’ve been a Blackpool fan all these years. He was always up for talking about Blackpool and even good for a free school ticket on occasions. He would concoct some weird PE related competition so that the young Blackpool fans seemingly always won no matter how crap we were at sport! It was the following year in 79 that Tony Green became a maths teacher at our school and you’d often see the pair of them nattering away in a corner somewhere at the lower school on Church Rd.

He used to drive the school mini bus on the trips up to Tower Woods at Windermere and he let us get away with a lot. ;)I remember him telling me to ‘man up’ when I spilt my head open crashing off some gym equipment, blood everywhere, as he had carried on running at college with a broken leg and I didn’t know I was born! He would always be there at school football matches and I remember him organising a coach up to somewhere in Blackburn once, as one of the years above were in some semi-final. I know of at least 2 lads from school, and of my era, who nearly made the Blackpool team and he would spend hours with them giving them extra coaching.

A top top teacher and one of the very few I have thought fondly about over the years. I wish I had known he was your dad sooner as I would love to have met up with him and bought him a pint.

He is a great man, and he left a positive impression on me for the whole of my life. There will no doubt be others as well – there aren’t too many people can say that in life. You must be proud.

Thoughts for you and all your family at this terrible time.
Thanks for taking the time to write all that Ayrshire. It's so nice to read and everything you've said is completely 'my dad'. Every thing from the extra coaching - he had no badges but he KNEW football better than anyone I know - to telling you to man up. He was a tough bugger and I have a horrible feeling that despite his body giving up, he'll keep on fighting and making my poor mum suffer...😂

He loved seeing the local lads do well and was dedicated to trying to get them through but also to achieve as much as they could in life.i Didn't mention it in the OP but he also worked for Blackpool Boys Club in Layton for 50 years and still attended AGM's etc. I won't pretend it was just for the love of it, as he got paid but he also knew that he was helping kids who didn't have the same chances he or I had.

Thanks again for your memories. I'll read them to my mum and I know you'll be giving her as much comfort as you've just given me.
 
Hi Straight, I don’t often post on here but thought I’d share a memory or two about your dad.

I’m really sorry to hear he is so unwell. He was my PE teacher at Millfield (1978 I started), and he was a young man then – probably in his late 20’s.

Definitely one of my favourite teachers and it’s in no small part down to him that I’ve been a Blackpool fan all these years. He was always up for talking about Blackpool and even good for a free school ticket on occasions. He would concoct some weird PE related competition so that the young Blackpool fans seemingly always won no matter how crap we were at sport! It was the following year in 79 that Tony Green became a maths teacher at our school and you’d often see the pair of them nattering away in a corner somewhere at the lower school on Church Rd.

He used to drive the school mini bus on the trips up to Tower Woods at Windermere and he let us get away with a lot. ;)I remember him telling me to ‘man up’ when I spilt my head open crashing off some gym equipment, blood everywhere, as he had carried on running at college with a broken leg and I didn’t know I was born! He would always be there at school football matches and I remember him organising a coach up to somewhere in Blackburn once, as one of the years above were in some semi-final. I know of at least 2 lads from school, and of my era, who nearly made the Blackpool team and he would spend hours with them giving them extra coaching.

A top top teacher and one of the very few I have thought fondly about over the years. I wish I had known he was your dad sooner as I would love to have met up with him and bought him a pint.

He is a great man, and he left a positive impression on me for the whole of my life. There will no doubt be others as well – there aren’t too many people can say that in life. You must be proud.

Thoughts for you and all your family at this terrible time.
Loved reading this.

Sorry to hear about your dad. Been through the same. Sending you strength during this tough time
 
And not just because it really was a must win game.

Last Saturday, after watching the Nob End debacle, my dad - Steve Potter - collapsed on our driveway with a cardiac arrest. My mum was a Trojan and did CPR till the ambo arrived and he was rushed to the Vic. This last week we've been at his bedside hoping for recovery but on Thursday, the doctors told us that sadly this was unlikely to happen in a way that would give dad any quality of life. We're now waiting for nature to take its course.

Dad was Blackpool to the core. He was a PE teacher at Millfield and ran the Blackpool schoolboys teams for many years. Bringing through the the likes of John Hills, Jamie Milligan, Phil Thomson, Ciaran Donnelly etc.

He's been a regular at Bloomfield Road for decades, first with his dad and then with me. He also worked at the club for years once he left teaching and was the educational welfare officer for the school of excellence. This was undoubtedly the best time of his life. Even working for Karl couldn't stop the fact that his hobby was his job.

As he lay in the Vic yesterday, slowly dying, I was desperately hoping the football gods would let me tell him one final positive score. There's still the chance that he hangs on till Monday and we somehow get a win at Luton, but somehow I can't see it.

All the best my tangerine brethren. We rise and fall as one.
Really sorry to hear this news, he was a great teacher and a good man, always giving encouragement unlike some of the PE teachers at Millfield, I was taught by him probably in the first couple of years of him being at the school, take care
 
Thanks for taking the time to write all that Ayrshire. It's so nice to read and everything you've said is completely 'my dad'. Every thing from the extra coaching - he had no badges but he KNEW football better than anyone I know - to telling you to man up. He was a tough bugger and I have a horrible feeling that despite his body giving up, he'll keep on fighting and making my poor mum suffer...😂

He loved seeing the local lads do well and was dedicated to trying to get them through but also to achieve as much as they could in life.i Didn't mention it in the OP but he also worked for Blackpool Boys Club in Layton for 50 years and still attended AGM's etc. I won't pretend it was just for the love of it, as he got paid but he also knew that he was helping kids who didn't have the same chances he or I had.

Thanks again for your memories. I'll read them to my mum and I know you'll be giving her as much comfort as you've just given me.
I was a regular at the Boys club late 70s to about '84 - sure I remember a Steve who was a teacher

Again all the best to you and yours
 
Sorry to hear this - Your Old Fella sounds like a magnificent bloke, all the best to you and yours.
 
So sorry to hear about your dad Straighters - he sounds a top man who inspired the kids he taught, as well as being a decent man, husband and father. Thoughts are with you and yours 👍
 
And not just because it really was a must win game.

Last Saturday, after watching the Nob End debacle, my dad - Steve Potter - collapsed on our driveway with a cardiac arrest. My mum was a Trojan and did CPR till the ambo arrived and he was rushed to the Vic. This last week we've been at his bedside hoping for recovery but on Thursday, the doctors told us that sadly this was unlikely to happen in a way that would give dad any quality of life. We're now waiting for nature to take its course.

Dad was Blackpool to the core. He was a PE teacher at Millfield and ran the Blackpool schoolboys teams for many years. Bringing through the the likes of John Hills, Jamie Milligan, Phil Thomson, Ciaran Donnelly etc.

He's been a regular at Bloomfield Road for decades, first with his dad and then with me. He also worked at the club for years once he left teaching and was the educational welfare officer for the school of excellence. This was undoubtedly the best time of his life. Even working for Karl couldn't stop the fact that his hobby was his job.

As he lay in the Vic yesterday, slowly dying, I was desperately hoping the football gods would let me tell him one final positive score. There's still the chance that he hangs on till Monday and we somehow get a win at Luton, but somehow I can't see it.

All the best my tangerine brethren. We rise and fall as one.
Very sorry to hear about your dad Dave

Best to you all from the Lupton‘s
 
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