Dead on our feet because our SFA totally shat on us.
Becoming a thing now re poor atmosphere. The bigger the game the less of the diehard fans are getting tickets. There were plenty I knew at the Seville final who hadn’t been to a game all season.The night before the game was a brilliant night.
Morning of the game we were allowed into the ground to put the flags on the seats, and had a kick-about in the car park while we waited for the van to arrive! Imagine being allowed to do that these days?! It was an incredible experience being allowed to wander about inside the stadium on the day if the game.
Found a really nice bar for some lunch and a few civilised pints. Mid-afternoon we went to find some family and friends and while it was still good natured you could see where things were heading.
Decided to get the bus to the stadium early, and went for a few drinks at Mary D's and it was great.
Game was such an anti-climax, atmosphere was poor and we just didn't do ourself justice.
Long walk back to Old Trafford afterwards sobered us all up.
It’s good to see Archie McPherson has a FF account.Losing Cousin in semis also not playing Marcus De Beasley in final didn’t help also
Yeah that was my recollection too. We always needed a huge slice of luck and nearly got it.I disagree.
We played the game we had to play. The game was turning 2nd half, Davis off the line, Barrys penalty appeal.
Just as the atmosphere in the stadium changed, it was clear we were now in the game, we thought we could expand a bit, KT misses one in centre of pitch and they crucify us.
“Aye bit yeez postponed a gemme against Gretna so it’s yer ain fault.”This was our May that year
1st May - Fiorentina A
4th May - Hibs A
7th May - Motherwell H
10th May - Dundee United H
14th May - Zenit
17th May - Motherwell A
19th May - St Mirren A (A Monday!)
22nd May - Aberdeen A (Last league game - on a Thursday)
24th May - QotS
9 games in 24 days. A complete and utter disgrace.
I absolutely loved that song.Carlos Cuellar, the Rangers centre half.
Was at the game and have never watched it back.
Got digs in Blackpool, great night in the jaggy thistle the night before. Train station at Blackpool was bouncing the next morning going through to Manchester. Spent the day in Piccadilly Square and could tell as the afternoon went on they were letting too many people in as it was getting tighter and tighter. Left about 5 to head over to the stadium and didn’t know anything about the trouble til we got back to the train station. A 6 hour wait in a queue for a train at 4am when I’d booked tickets for a train at the back of 1.
Was at the game and have never watched it back.
Got digs in Blackpool, great night in the jaggy thistle the night before. Train station at Blackpool was bouncing the next morning going through to Manchester. Spent the day in Piccadilly Square and could tell as the afternoon went on they were letting too many people in as it was getting tighter and tighter. Left about 5 to head over to the stadium and didn’t know anything about the trouble til we got back to the train station. A 6 hour wait in a queue for a train at 4am when I’d booked tickets for a train at the back of 1.
Whole organisation was a shambles.
He was probably too negative for a final but that Zenit side would've cut us to ribbons if we had opened up. They absolutely destroyed Bayern that season.Walter made a pigs ear of that game. Novo was bang in form and should have started. Always irked me that we went out as if we were playing for a draw
He was probably too negative for a final but that Zenit side would've cut us to ribbons if we had opened up. They absolutely destroyed Bayern that season.
Same here mate , still hurts to this day , the result and the sizeable amount of drunken zoomers that traveled down .Never watched it since being at the actual game.
Wish I’d thought of that, I was appointed the tickets guardian, walking about all day in the heat checking every few seconds they were still there.Had my ticket wrapped in a plastic bag and kept under the insole of my trainer.
Unbelievable that by Bain, terrible to hear that - he could have got Rock Steady in and just covered it. Absolutely classless behaviour but probably at the behest of Murray no Money.That was a great trip, regardless of how things went.
My old man was part of the maintenance staff and there were only a few left at the time, maybe 7 or 8 guys, him, wee George the plumber, big George joiner, Picasso, and a couple of other boys. Staunch as you like and were buzzing to go down as part of the staff as that was part of the plan that they all went down on the staff buses and watch the game.
Martin Bain put paid to that about a week or so before it when he decided that Ibrox was to open up so no staff were to go down and that was a dagger to the heart of these guys. Dad asked me if I wanted his ticket to go down with the staff but it eas only one ticket and I had a deal with my pal that as we watched all the campaign together that we would go down together, ticket or not. I knocked it back, stupidly and went down on the day with my mate.
Nothing, and I mean nothing, will ever better the sight when getting off that train at Piccadilly of seeing the full place ram packed with red white and blue, flute bands playing and the whole place absolutely buzzing. It was roasting outside and it was a glorious day. Stepping outside the station and you couldn’t see anything other than blue tops and people lining the whole street down to the Piccadilly square.
What a day, what an experience. Bumping into people you know everywhere, not a place sold booze anywhere apart from the M&S in the train station where the wee security guard was just letting folk walk out with whatever Shitey Belgian beer that was left in the shelves just to clear the shop and close it. Every pub rammed and closed to any more folk wanting in. We found a wee pub in a side street that was strangely empty, and it had a few Russian fans in and that was it so we stayed there for a couple with these great Russian guys as friendly as you like just enjoying the day out.
Ended up having to run along past the Arndale centre just to find a telly and thankfully one of the upmarket pubs had a big screen outside, just down from where the football museum is now, so we caught the second half and the rest is history really. After that the day went from heaven to hell but I wouldn’t change it for anything other than us winning the game.
Was so proud of us that day, a superb experience.
It’s good to see Archie McPherson has a FF account.