Helicopter Sunday

I remember coming on here after and seeing the pic of Marv out the top of Pastor Joes car. I’ve been posting here waaaay too long!
 
Motherwell fan I knew was sitting in the south stand watching the labourers in the corner build up the spl podium to present Celtic with the trophy at around 85 minutes.

McDonald scored and they all stopped dead, looked at the park for about 20 seconds, turned round and then casually started dismantling the podium.

Delicious story I never tire of thinking about
 
Any time I see the words Helicopter and Sunday in a thread title, I have to click. Then I have to click the video footage. After viewing the same thing, from so many angles, over so many years, you'd think the thrill would have worn off. But not at all. Thanks for posting.
 
A day i will never forget,taking abuse from mentally challengeds on the way down to watch the game in gran canaria.i had made up my mind to get blootered that day watching the hibs game. Little did i know me and the wife would be blootered for the next 24 hours along with a few other couples. It still brings a tear to my eye when thinking about that day.
 
Let me tell you the tale of a Sunday in May,
We were two points behind Celtic with one game to play.
The tims had been crowing "the title's in the bag,
We've won the league again, fly the flag, fly the flag."

They would be taught a lesson they'll always remember,
Don't write off the Rangers, we never surrender.

We descended on Leith on the 22nd of May,
The waiting was over, it was judgement day.
With hope in our hearts and trannies in our hands,
We packed ourselves into the Easter Road stands.

The ref blew the whistle, the action began,
A wave of excitement swept over the fans.
But half an hour in came the news we were dreading,
Sutton had scored, for 2nd place we were heading.

Soon half-time arrived and the score remained zero,
We looked to the heavens and prayed for a hero.
The teams re-emerged and the second half started,
Not one of our loyal fans had departed.

Then all of a sudden - a promising break,
Buffel to Novo who made no mistake.
1-0 to the Rangers, we were off the mark,
Our attentions now turned to events at Fir Park.

Celtic were coasting as the minutes ticked by,
They sang Championees and the Fields of Athenry.
But you and I know there was a sting in the tail,
For theirs is a club which is destined to fail.

Enter Scott McDonald with an overhead kick,
Douglas is nowhere and Timmy is sick.
Their fans were despondent and looked to the skies,
But there was no solace there for their tear-stained eyes.

For a helicopter was approaching the ground,
But it wasn’t descending, it was turning around.
Over on the touchline, O'Neill lost the plot,
Astonishingly brilliant? I think fu*king not!

Soon word reached Leith and the Rangers fans roared,
The players on the pitch knew that Motherwell had scored.
The defence kept possession, we awaited more news,
Tension gripped all of the red, white & blues.

Then two minutes later - a heart-warming sound,
Another eruption at our end of the ground.
2-1 to Motherwell and it had to be him,
McDonald again, not bad for a Tim.

The final whistle sounded and the copter arrived,
This time it was landing with the SPL prize.
Strangers hugged strangers up and down the land,
As the words KEEP BELIEVING appeared in the stand.

The singing began - "Cheer up Marty,
Come over to our place, we're having a party."
And over at Ibrox, though minutes had passed,
A sea of red, white & blue had amassed.

Hundreds of bears lined Edmiston Drive,
The team bus arrived and the place came alive.
The party continued well into the night,
A reward for a season of courage and fight.

When you're finding it hard to muster belief,
Think back to the day when the sun shone on Leith.
'Cos like the moon landings and JFK,
We'll always remember where we were that day.

The odds were against us but we won the race,
Let the others come after us, we welcome the chase
 
Springsteen said:
Let me tell you the tale of a Sunday in May,
We were two points behind Celtic with one game to play.
The tims had been crowing "the title's in the bag,
We've won the league again, fly the flag, fly the flag."

They would be taught a lesson they'll always remember,
Don't write off the Rangers, we never surrender.

We descended on Leith on the 22nd of May,
The waiting was over, it was judgement day.
With hope in our hearts and trannies in our hands,
We packed ourselves into the Easter Road stands.

The ref blew the whistle, the action began,
A wave of excitement swept over the fans.
But half an hour in came the news we were dreading,
Sutton had scored, for 2nd place we were heading.

Soon half-time arrived and the score remained zero,
We looked to the heavens and prayed for a hero.
The teams re-emerged and the second half started,
Not one of our loyal fans had departed.

Then all of a sudden - a promising break,
Buffel to Novo who made no mistake.
1-0 to the Rangers, we were off the mark,
Our attentions now turned to events at Fir Park.

Celtic were coasting as the minutes ticked by,
They sang Championees and the Fields of Athenry.
But you and I know there was a sting in the tail,
For theirs is a club which is destined to fail.

Enter Scott McDonald with an overhead kick,
Douglas is nowhere and Timmy is sick.
Their fans were despondent and looked to the skies,
But there was no solace there for their tear-stained eyes.

For a helicopter was approaching the ground,
But it wasn’t descending, it was turning around.
Over on the touchline, O'Neill lost the plot,
Astonishingly brilliant? I think fu*king not!

Soon word reached Leith and the Rangers fans roared,
The players on the pitch knew that Motherwell had scored.
The defence kept possession, we awaited more news,
Tension gripped all of the red, white & blues.

Then two minutes later - a heart-warming sound,
Another eruption at our end of the ground.
2-1 to Motherwell and it had to be him,
McDonald again, not bad for a Tim.

The final whistle sounded and the copter arrived,
This time it was landing with the SPL prize.
Strangers hugged strangers up and down the land,
As the words KEEP BELIEVING appeared in the stand.

The singing began - "Cheer up Marty,
Come over to our place, we're having a party."
And over at Ibrox, though minutes had passed,
A sea of red, white & blue had amassed.

Hundreds of bears lined Edmiston Drive,
The team bus arrived and the place came alive.
The party continued well into the night,
A reward for a season of courage and fight.

When you're finding it hard to muster belief,
Think back to the day when the sun shone on Leith.
'Cos like the moon landings and JFK,
We'll always remember where we were that day.

The odds were against us but we won the race,
Let the others come after us, we welcome the chase
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Great effort, Boss, though line 9 makes me wonder if brendan was at easter road that day . . . .
 
Listened to it in the garden that day. When second Motherwell goal scored, my neighbour, also a bear, we manly hugged over the fence and laughed at our septic neighbour as he went in the house and slammed his back door. Brilliant night supping beers in the back garden to celebrate while playing tunes loudly.
 
I'm not one for running on the pitch but I did that day at Easter Road.One of the greatest footballing days ever
 
Springsteen said:
Let me tell you the tale of a Sunday in May,
We were two points behind Celtic with one game to play.
The tims had been crowing "the title's in the bag,
We've won the league again, fly the flag, fly the flag."

They would be taught a lesson they'll always remember,
Don't write off the Rangers, we never surrender.

We descended on Leith on the 22nd of May,
The waiting was over, it was judgement day.
With hope in our hearts and trannies in our hands,
We packed ourselves into the Easter Road stands.

The ref blew the whistle, the action began,
A wave of excitement swept over the fans.
But half an hour in came the news we were dreading,
Sutton had scored, for 2nd place we were heading.

Soon half-time arrived and the score remained zero,
We looked to the heavens and prayed for a hero.
The teams re-emerged and the second half started,
Not one of our loyal fans had departed.

Then all of a sudden - a promising break,
Buffel to Novo who made no mistake.
1-0 to the Rangers, we were off the mark,
Our attentions now turned to events at Fir Park.

Celtic were coasting as the minutes ticked by,
They sang Championees and the Fields of Athenry.
But you and I know there was a sting in the tail,
For theirs is a club which is destined to fail.

Enter Scott McDonald with an overhead kick,
Douglas is nowhere and Timmy is sick.
Their fans were despondent and looked to the skies,
But there was no solace there for their tear-stained eyes.

For a helicopter was approaching the ground,
But it wasn’t descending, it was turning around.
Over on the touchline, O'Neill lost the plot,
Astonishingly brilliant? I think fu*king not!

Soon word reached Leith and the Rangers fans roared,
The players on the pitch knew that Motherwell had scored.
The defence kept possession, we awaited more news,
Tension gripped all of the red, white & blues.

Then two minutes later - a heart-warming sound,
Another eruption at our end of the ground.
2-1 to Motherwell and it had to be him,
McDonald again, not bad for a Tim.

The final whistle sounded and the copter arrived,
This time it was landing with the SPL prize.
Strangers hugged strangers up and down the land,
As the words KEEP BELIEVING appeared in the stand.

The singing began - "Cheer up Marty,
Come over to our place, we're having a party."
And over at Ibrox, though minutes had passed,
A sea of red, white & blue had amassed.

Hundreds of bears lined Edmiston Drive,
The team bus arrived and the place came alive.
The party continued well into the night,
A reward for a season of courage and fight.

When you're finding it hard to muster belief,
Think back to the day when the sun shone on Leith.
'Cos like the moon landings and JFK,
We'll always remember where we were that day.

The odds were against us but we won the race,
Let the others come after us, we welcome the chase
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Superb I'm sure i've heard it before somewhere?:)

Ah Les Mis:D.Brilliant.
 
Brilliant looking back at that amazing day.

I always look back at that day and wonder if I really appreciated it - I mean I did celebrate like crazy and for days afterwards like the rest of us.

I was only 22 at the time though so probably didn't have that thing in me to stop and saviour the moment for a bit. I remember I had an 18th on the Friday and a 21st on the Saturday so the whole weekend was just one big booze session. I remember I only got a couple of hours kip on the couch on Saturday afternoon for the whole weekend!

When we win 55 I'm going to make sure I stop to saviour the moment for a bit - it's been such a long time in coming and being that bit older it's just going to be one of those occasions to treasure like this.
 
I listen to this every fucking time I'm drunk. The highlight of my life as a Rangers fan.
 
Always remember this day as watched it in our house with a lot of mates and much alcohol. After the result, one of my mates went out a planted a big “Rangers related” flag in our front garden. Still celebrating when one of the other mates noticed somebody jumping our fence and trying to pull said flag out - we opened the front door and one of our dogs went out and bit the fella in his leg and this was followed with my wife ( no pictures) heading out and started battering the guy over the head with her favourite sweeping brush.

She still has this brush although the handle and the head been replaced a few times.
 
One of the best days if my life.

Supporters bus went straight to Ibrox after Easter Road then we went to the district. Most of the first team came in at one point, can still see Bob Malcolm and Novo dancing on the bar. An amazing day and night.
 
Billyfergus said:
Always remember this day as watched it in our house with a lot of mates and much alcohol. After the result, one of my mates went out a planted a big “Rangers related” flag in our front garden. Still celebrating when one of the other mates noticed somebody jumping our fence and trying to pull said flag out - we opened the front door and one of our dogs went out and bit the fella in his leg and this was followed with my wife ( no pictures) heading out and started battering the guy over the head with her favourite sweeping brush.

She still has this brush although the handle and the head been replaced a few times.
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Go for it trigger
 
Kirbybear said:
I didn't listen to Marvin and didn't keep believing.

Was driving home and clicked the radio on - had to pull in to the next Motorway services was shaking so much.
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Likewise, I went golfing, got back in the car for the last 5 mins and the rest is history! Amazing feeling
 
Watched it all unfold in the cask and barrel in Edinburgh. One half of the pub pull of scum fans watching their game. Other half our fans.
The feeling at the end as one half of the pub emptied was unbelievable. Stayed out until the early hours that night
 
Macca said:
Likewise, I went golfing, got back in the car for the last 5 mins and the rest is history! Amazing feeling
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Two of my mates at the time, massive bears, never watched it. One went to the shops and one just studied for an exam.

I don't think I could ever forgive myself if I hadn't went or watched it.
 
Was lucky enough to be there white and McKay lower row b seat 106. Wasn’t far away from the guy with the red hair who was caught in a popular photo celebrating with dado!
 
I regret to this day not taking my son with me, there was a spare ticket I could have got. I never believed :(
 
Single most euphoric/best moment of my life.

Nothing had come close to that feeling.

In football terms, the only moment I can ever imagine would have touched it is maybe Man Utd CL Final in 99. But still not as good.

Absolutely unbelievable sensation and it has scarred them beyond repair.
 
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