Was 8 when dad took me to semifinal with Eintracht,and actually Burnside primary janitor took 10/12 of us (wouldn't happen now changed days)to the final madrid v Frankfurt,remember going to the new floodlights at Hampden v Frankfurt think we won 3-2?my memories of that game centre on 1/2 of the large bulbs bursting and raining down on some of us!so much for health@s,in those days, honestly can't remember much about the game mate sorry!Rangers v Eintracht iirc ?
Memories?
Rangers v Eintracht iirc ?
Memories?
Sad endingMy Dad was at that game so I had a programme from it unfortunately it along with probably 200 or so old progs from 58 to 85 or so ended up in a skip .
Got the programme with 2 times goalscorer Harold Davis' autograph on it.I remember being there,for some reason I remember Harold Davis scoring,that’s about it.
Fantastic mate.Got the programme with 2 times goalscorer Harold Davis' autograph on it.
Hampden was the king of huge attendances!
Wee tear reading that,fond memories of my dad "lifting me over"at Ibrox many times fellow bear ,lost my brother last year around this time,fond fond memories as you say !stay safe friend!Lived on Cumming Drive then, remember my dad taking me to the Madrid game and the one in question.North stand enclosure.
“Stand in front of that barrier” aye ok then scoot down the front.
Miss him like %^*&.RIP from many years ago
Got the programme with 2 times goalscorer Harold Davis' autograph on it.
My first ever game. I was 7yo. My dad stopped at top of stairs with chest pain and out of breath. 3 years later he passed away. Heart attack at 37.Lived on Cumming Drive then, remember my dad taking me to the Madrid game and the one in question.North stand enclosure.
“Stand in front of that barrier” aye ok then scoot down the front.
Miss him like %^*&.RIP from many years ago
A ten year old boy that lost his Da. This thread must feel particularly poignant for you mate.My first ever game. I was 7yo. My dad stopped at top of stairs with chest pain and out of breath. 3 years later he passed away. Heart attack at 37.
Never really knew him but miss him to bits.
Very hard for you to join this thread, but the fact you know is there is a huge family here behind you softens the history.My first ever game. I was 7yo. My dad stopped at top of stairs with chest pain and out of breath. 3 years later he passed away. Heart attack at 37.
Never really knew him but miss him to bits.
Ach my wee mammy done me good. Now sitting with son and wee grandsons at The Stadium fills me with such pride.A ten year old boy that lost his Da. This thread must feel particularly poignant for you mate.
Remember him with pride;I hope life has been kinder to you since.
I remember seeing the new floodlights that night, think I spent more time watching them than the game.I remember being there,for some reason I remember Harold Davis scoring,that’s about it.