Felt we needed some threads that aren't about the misery of supporting the club in its present state.
What are your best memories of the ground? And I'm not talking about games, more just the place itself, the first time you went, things that stick in your memory. I'd imagine everyone's got a story so lurkers...get involved even if it's to tell us one thing then bugger off again.
My earliest memories are of my Dad sitting me on one of the concrete barriers in the late seventies so that I could see; there was even one game where it got so crowded that they allowed some kids-me and my brother and sister included-to sit behind the advertising hoardings which ran around the pitch.
When we couldn't afford to go-which was more often the case than not-my Dad would take me down for the last 20 minutes (yes, that was a thing)because that's when they opened the gates for people to leave so there'd be a few people going up the stairs as others were coming down, usuually saying stuff like 'divn't bother, man, it's shite'
I also remember the peanut sellers carrying their trays around the pitch and people would pass their money over and he'd hoy the bags at them. Fuck's sake, amn, I might put a Hovis ad gif up myself!
I remember getting our first season tickets in the Milburn Corner (it's where you graduated to once you'd grown out of the Corner or the Scoreboard ) and, after beating the mackems one time (used to do it all the time but never went all mong about it like they do) and realising after the final whistle that they were all just staring up at us from the old Leazes paddock with absolute hatred in their eyes, screaming heinous obscenities while we just looked down on them and laughed like drains.
I think I've mentioned this before but I always used to wonder why the steps down from the Gallowgate were wet and had big puddles which you couldn't always avoid when everyone was tightly packed coming down them after a match and I couldn't remember it raining during th game. It all became horribly clear one day when I wasn't at the game but had wandered down from Fenham to stand outside and listen-I got there at half time and there were hundreds of fans standing up and down the steps having a piss and i suddenly went 'ohhhhhhh........'
Anyway, there are plenty more but this isn't meant to be just my recollections so I'll stop there.
Howay, pile in...