Watching that was straight back to my pre teens and beyond.Yes, seen that video before. It was the Kop when I started watching BFC regularly in 1970, with the roof still on, no centre segregation fence and the full size floodlights. Walking up the back and onto a full Kop was a sight to behold and got the adrenalin going
Me too used to go and see the old fella who was always stood in the corner near to the scratching sheds.Watching that was straight back to my pre teens and beyond.
It's interesting how you moved up the kop as you got older?i used to stand at the gates waiting for them to open about two hours before kick off so i could get a prime spot on the wall at the front.
And what a goal it was!I once arrived late having played rugby in the morning and the shortest queue was nearest Central Drive and walked in to be amongst 1000s of Sunderland fans. We went 2-0 up and I never reacted. Halftime I made my way shuffling to the Blackpool side end. You youngsters won’t will realise like it was like to be on the Kop then. Anyway I was there when Mickey Walsh scores that goal
twice as big I heardIt was bigger than the Stretford End according to Man Utd wankers ( my brother) I knew
Mentioned it on a similar thread a week or so ago but I only remember the kop when it was half shut and looking a mess. Someone mentioned it was shut down due to the steps at the back being to steep.
Yes it did sadly...followed slowly but surely like the rest of the ground ...but I have to admit i loved standing in the South Paddock near the changing rooms ,you could smell the liniment ( deep heat when I played Sunday football which was potentially very awkward if you rubbed it too close...) and then the South Stand itself where I would sit with my Dad until he could no longer go.I mentioned the steep steps at the back of the Kop PB, at least that was my recollection which was agreed by a few posters
I must admit to spending most matches at that time in the South Paddock, but I went on the Kop a fair number of times, and it was a great stand to look at from the South. Must have been terrifying pre-segregation though!
But you are right, it did look a bit of a mess in its final days sadly.
On that day I went to that match on my own(which was rare), went to the Kop and it was just a sea of Red and White(about half 2). I thought bu**er that and went to the South Paddock, the only match I ever remember watching from there ! However I was perfectly in line with Walsh's shot which looked as if it was was going well wide. then it curled then a bit more curl, then a bit more curl - then mayhemI once arrived late having played rugby in the morning and the shortest queue was nearest Central Drive and walked in to be amongst 1000s of Sunderland fans. We went 2-0 up and I never reacted. Halftime I made my way shuffling to the Blackpool side end. You youngsters won’t will realise like it was like to be on the Kop then. Anyway I was there when Mickey Walsh scores that goal
When I was 17 and first started playing adult football our centre midfield lunatic used to rub tiger balm or deep heat on his balls before a game. Said it helped him get fired up.Anyone remember Tiger Balm?. You had to be careful with that near your nads.
One m pleaseIt's interesting how you moved up the kop as you got older?
I started off on the pitch side wall and the main point I remember before I was tall enough to stand up near Pommo.
It was being able to climb on the handrail on the wall on the right as you looked at the pitch and watch from there.
Elf n safety would have been doing summersaults if it had been around back then.
There was a programme about Blackpool generally (the town) made up of clips from over the years, and there was a small section about the club. From memory that scene had a voice over that’s missing, and was followed by scenes of the bus tour on the promenade after we’d been promoted to the PL.What's that clip actually from?
Cheers.There was a programme about Blackpool generally (the town) made up of clips from over the years, and there was a small section about the club. From memory that scene had a voice over that’s missing, and was followed by scenes of the bus tour on the promenade after we’d been promoted to the PL.
I’m not sure when or what for the scene was originally filmed.
I’ve done a quick google and the documentary may have been called “Blackpool on Film”. BBC.Cheers.
I got really into Ian Nairn's stuff a while book. He did a series called 'Football Towns' in the 70s and it's unbelievably evocative as is 'Nairn's Britain' where he goes from London to Edinburgh.
The fella isn't Ian Nairn, but I wondered if it was from something like that.
Thankyou. I'll see if I can turn it up!I’ve done a quick google and the documentary may have been called “Blackpool on Film”. BBC.
Aired August 2010!Thankyou. I'll see if I can turn it up!
Pomo but I would say pommo be I have been told one MSends shiver down the spine watching that,I remember getting to the turnstile at 1pm to get in from the age of 10 in the 70s and no segregation,fantastic on big crowd days.Who was the guy who led the chanting bit of an eccentric character ?
I googled it last night, yes it was called ‘Blackpool on film’ bbc4 from Victorian times through the decades, but it wouldn’t allow me to play it on my iPad. Perhaps it can be played on another device.Thankyou. I'll see if I can turn it up!
Always thought it was a comparable size to Liverpools, just theirs was widerIt was a big old kop wasn’t it? Has anyone ever done a size comparison for these things...I bet ours ran a few big city clubs close.
Liverpool's held 30,000 originally - it was still 27,000 even after the safety measuresAlways thought it was a comparable size to Liverpools, just theirs was wider
Also smaller than Villa's Holt End.Liverpool's held 30,000 originally - it was still 27,000 even after the safety measures
I thought held 12,000 prior to segregation so only 40% of the size
Beat me just 62years, I started like you with my Dad on the Kop 1959 /60 season, the game was against Man City and the attendance was over 34,000.Started going with my Dad in 1957. Had to arrive before 1pm to get a spot on the kop wall or cinder track near to the goal. A case of ducking and diving to avoid any wayward shots lol. Fantastic atmosphere and memories.