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Post by a more piratey game on Nov 4, 2021 0:49:16 GMT
Reading kP's story about how and why he became gas, it made me wonder how it 'usually' works and why it persists through thin and thinner
I was born into it. How about you?
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Post by TaiwanGas on Nov 4, 2021 1:17:11 GMT
1973 Redland Park, 13 yo, lots of youth’s congregated in the day from surrounding area’s, joined up one Saturday with a large group that marched the railway track from Redland station to Stapleton road station and then onto Eastville for a game, was hooked on Rovers from that day, no other football supporters in my family at that time.
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Post by o2o2bo2ba on Nov 4, 2021 5:54:04 GMT
It's all my dad's fault....
Although my old man never ever said be a c*ty fan..
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Post by baselswh on Nov 4, 2021 7:38:16 GMT
My late Father took me,Eastville, 1974,lost 1 3 to Blackpool. A 2nd tier game.
I was surprised by the colour ,the Tangerine of Blackpool,our Quarters and the field of green.Professional football had always been in black n white before,like our telly.
I had liked the great Leeds team before this game,but afterwards, slowly,Rovers wore me down and that was that.
A year or so ago I managed to buy a programme of the game.🙂
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Post by lostinspace on Nov 4, 2021 8:01:13 GMT
Elder brother took me from Shepton Mallet ,Easter fixture evening game v Torquay, orange ball, mid 60's Eastville entertains 🙂 , got my son to be a junior pirate while at Twerton, and daughter to go occasionally at the Mem..but absent for the time being 🤔
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Post by simonj on Nov 4, 2021 8:19:05 GMT
Uncle took me around 1972 - didn't have a clue what was happening, just the noise when we scored. Hooked ever since. Leeds became my second team at that time, and now all i have is this lot.
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Post by a more piratey game on Nov 4, 2021 8:37:27 GMT
My late Father took me,Eastville, 1974,lost 1 3 to Blackpool. A 2nd tier game. I was surprised by the colour ,the Tangerine of Blackpool,our Quarters and the field of green.Professional football had always been in black n white before,like our telly. I had liked the great Leeds team before this game,but afterwards, slowly,Rovers wore me down and that was that. A year or so ago I managed to buy a programme of the game.🙂 I used to like playing what I thought of as the seaside teams for the same reason And Coventry
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Post by CabbagePatchBlues on Nov 4, 2021 8:48:56 GMT
My grandad was born a goal kick from where, eight years later, Ashton Gate would rise up out of the meadowland that divided Bedminster from Ashton Vale colliery where his family had worked for generations. He was as City through and through as dad was Rovers, but they always kept it at the gentle piss take level. He would have been disgusted at the way the rivalry has been allowed to escalate to pure hatred the way it has and, having spent his 17th year treading on rotting corpses in the blood-red mud of Flanders, who could blame him. We're all of the same ilk after all, he would have said. I could have gone either way, actually, but naturally went in dad's footsteps down shabby old Stapleton Road after a 40-minute bus ride rather than 15 minutes up the Portway and an invigorating stroll through lush green Ashton Park.
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Post by oldie on Nov 4, 2021 8:58:53 GMT
11 years old, my old junior school mate's dad took us to Eastville. 1963. As soon as I stood at the top of the Tote End I was lost forever. Or at least until recently.
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Post by absent on Nov 4, 2021 10:05:20 GMT
9 years old, I suffered a temporary bout of insanity that lasted until the Club released a statement denouncing alleged domestic violence as a victimless crime.
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Post by darloGAS on Nov 4, 2021 10:34:22 GMT
Reading kP's story about how and why he became gas, it made me wonder how it 'usually' works and why it persists through thin and thinner I was born into it. How about you? Sept. 1949 my lovely dad took me to Eastville for a 5th birthday treat. We won: Rovers 2 Reading 1 Three years later I went again, with some kiddies from our Estate (council, not country). A serendipitous experience... that was the season we won Third Div South. . . I'm hooked. #UpTheROVERS, we would shout.
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Post by Delsy on Nov 4, 2021 11:44:15 GMT
I just used to like the smell of gas and as there was a football stadium close by it was always going to be a win win for me !
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2021 12:39:28 GMT
Dad took me to reserve games at Eastville when i was five in 63, haven't a clue what my first game was watching the first team. Still love the Rovers and been going ever since and will continue as long as i can physically make it. Rovers till i die.
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Post by irenestoyboy on Nov 4, 2021 18:00:45 GMT
I came from a large footballing family on my mums side. My Great grandfather was one of the founders of the downs league and played for Sneyd Park as did my Grandad and his boy (my uncle). They were all city fans and one of my great great uncles played for City in the 60s. However none of them actively went to trashton that I remember, largely because my grandfather played into his late 40s and then passed away when I was just 10, about the age you start going to football matches with your family.
My mum used to go to City and Rovers matches, depending on what set of friends she was hanging out with at any particular weekend, but always preferred Rovers to City. A friendlier atmosphere at Eastville apparently and my father was never really too interested in football and whilst he always had a kickabout with me when I was growing up, never had any particular interest in any team even though he was Bristol born and bred.
I always loved football and when I started making noises about wanting to go and watch a game my mum said there was no way I was going to watch City. It was then my aunt who suggested I go with her and her then boyfriend, who happened to be Ed Ware to watch Rovers at Twerton. My dad also came along that day and we played Bury and lost 3-1. But i was captivated at that point and Rovers were my team.
I grew up watching games at Twerton but stopped going regularly when I started playing myself. I absolutely loved training and playing and managed to play to a decent standard until I goosed my knee pretty badly at Manor Farm one evening. After a knee reconstruction, 18 months out and physios telling me to stop playing I missed the buzz of saturday afternoons so went back to watching the gas again.
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Post by fatherjackhackett on Nov 4, 2021 18:54:15 GMT
Similar to ITB my great great grandfather was secretary of Warmley when they were a professional club in the Southern League. Somewhere I have a newspaper cutting of Millwall fans playing up there in about 1902.
Mum’s side were mostly red, but my Dad’s side were Pirates going back generations. Can trace the family tree back on Dad’s side back to the Cock Road gang in the 18th Century.
First game, got home from primary school and Dad said fancy going to football tonight. Hell yeah! Forest in a cup replay and I was hooked, by the colours and the shirts, the players but mostly the banter of the North Enclosure.
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Post by a more piratey game on Nov 4, 2021 19:36:41 GMT
9 years old, I suffered a temporary bout of insanity that lasted until the Club released a statement denouncing alleged domestic violence as a victimless crime. as the French say, there's nothing more permanent than the temporary. The insanity will return...
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Post by toteend3 on Nov 5, 2021 8:44:00 GMT
Reading kP's story about how and why he became gas, it made me wonder how it 'usually' works and why it persists through thin and thinner I was born into it. How about you? 1971- Easrville v Shrewsbury arrived late my dad dropped me off outside the Tote End and then he promptly bu##ered off to see his bit on the side. 1977 - Moved up to Bristol from Bildgewater (one long street with a smell) First night went the Kensington Arms in Redland (Rovers pub) talking to some young regulars who asked my age. One of the younger ones then said to me 'what 22 and still watching Rovers! Well I should have picked up on that throw away comment if ever there was a warning that was one - Stupid Boy!
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Post by kingswood Polak on Nov 5, 2021 9:37:15 GMT
Uncle took me around 1972 - didn't have a clue what was happening, just the noise when we scored. Hooked ever since. Leeds became my second team at that time, and now all i have is this lot. The roar of the old tote end used to give me the shivers. I used to HAVE to stand with my dad, on the home side of the muller road end but, at 13, i was allowed to go onto the hallowed steps of the tote. I cannot express the feelings of joy but also feeling quite intimidated when the crowd surged but i would sing myself hoarse. Those we the days my friend. Seems like I’m another person who is writing of this now. NOTHNG at the club is close to how it was. I know I’m being nostalgic but it is heartbreaking for me. In those days I wouldn’t miss a single home game and started going away at 16
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Post by toteend3 on Nov 5, 2021 10:40:36 GMT
Uncle took me around 1972 - didn't have a clue what was happening, just the noise when we scored. Hooked ever since. Leeds became my second team at that time, and now all i have is this lot. The roar of the old tote end used to give me the shivers. I used to HAVE to stand with my dad, on the home side of the muller road end but, at 13, i was allowed to go onto the hallowed steps of the tote. I cannot express the feelings of joy but also feeling quite intimidated when the crowd surged but i would sing myself hoarse. Those we the days my friend. Seems like I’m another person who is writing of this now. NOTHNG at the club is close to how it was. I know I’m being nostalgic but it is heartbreaking for me. In those days I wouldn’t miss a single home game and started going away at 16 Spot on me old mucker! The roar of the Tote End was something else, and if I go back to my first game in 71, it was life changing I was blow away with the whole shooting match and I now had another family. i feel a song coming on 'We want our Rovers back, We want our Rovers back, We want our Rovers back, We want our Rovers back - Repeat!
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Post by harrybuckle on Nov 5, 2021 19:11:27 GMT
The Rovers history group are planning a project to record fans and former players memories an oral history project.
We will hopefully start this during this season obviously covid restrictions may delay some of this task. It's something for our archive. We have plenty of stuff about club and it's history on the Facebook group Bristol Rovers legends plus our website The Pirate revisited.
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