I used to love the really cold days the most when I used to go in the 70's and 80's I have a real "Hovis advert" recollection of the games then for some reason. As you get older the less appealing it is. I remember the day of the infamous Barnet game, I was living in Watford just a few miles away but was working bights, I remember waking up at about 11am to get up and go to the game but the weather was horrible and it was so cosy in bed that I thought "Fuck it" and went back to sleep and with that decision became the only Blackpool supporter in the world that didn't attend.Came out of the pub last night and the wind was baltic and I did think how insane are football fans that tonight we're going to sit in that for up to two hours watching 22 blokes kick a bag of wind around a section of grass
Freezing maybe but,and maybe you were there,that infamous game when it really did pour down and we ended up in the uncovered end having switched round at half time end getting piss wet through but thinking promotion was about to happen only for,and I still hate them,QPR to pip us in virtually the last kick via an own goal at Villa Park to win promotion by I believe the smallest margin ever on goal difference.I once went to Huddersfield's old ground to watch us in some crappy cup game. It was ** freezing, my toes almost fell off.