Do any of you remember a lad of Indian descent who used to run with the Wanderers lads in the mid 1970's,initials MF ?

 

M still lives and works in Bolton,and very well known indeed,but stopped going to the match esp after a certain incident and being best friends with the accused

 

 

He's given me a whole stack of pictures and original newspaper cuttings from those days,i may upload some but some might not be in the best taste,and out of respect for others

one pic which may be ok to look at is available on Blackpool's Muckers site,section 'Darker Stories'....on that thread,scroll down to the end and there's a couple of acceptable pics from Bloomfield Road,1974

 

 

 

 

http://z11.invisionfree.com/MUCKERS/ar/t123.htm

We played derby in the cup in the 8os at burnden

And derby brought a quite a few lads down

After the game me g.oc andy w bwfc dan dad few others

Had it off with a about 30 of them at the back of burnden paddock

Andy ran in with a piece of timber one copper was knocked of his bike we legged them down mani rd

It kicked of in the town centre when a luton va pulled up

And derby pilled out and ran it to us i got knicked for having a piece of wood derby was game that day

We played derby in the cup in the 8os at burnden

And derby brought a quite a few lads down

After the game me g.oc andy w bwfc dan dad few others

Had it off with a about 30 of them at the back of burnden paddock

Andy ran in with a piece of timber one copper was knocked of his bike we legged them down mani rd

It kicked of in the town centre when a luton va pulled up

And derby pilled out and ran it to us i got knicked for having a piece of wood derby was game that day

 

i remember Derby in the mid 80-s when we were both in the old 3rd division. they had 2 vans parked down the back of the old college. we'd sorted it with them to leave it until 6pm when everyone including the plod had disappeared.

at 6pm 40 or 50 of us left the duck n furkin and went down the backstreets and their mob of about 40 came straight into us. they were well and truly tooled up and stood firmly toe to toe for a good 15/20 minutes before a passing police van rudely interrupted our fun and called for back up. that was the best toe to toe i've ever been involved in.

a metal drainpipe was going back and forth for a good 10 mins,catching my mate a very well known face,slap bang on the kneecap.

a few years later,i got talking to some Derby lads at an england/scotland game in glasgow. we shared happy memories over a few beers about that incident,then teamed up and slapped forest,who had that joker paul scarrott amongst their ranks.

 

driving down manny road in the cold today brought back a flashback of the first time i ever queued up to buy tickets for a Wanderers game.

it was january 1977,a bitterly cold sunday morning. my dad,brother and myself got up early for the event,parked on weston st and strolled down to manny road,to be amazed by the sight of what must have been 30/40,000 Whites already queuing up,stretching all the way up manchester road in both directions. i'm sure one queue snaked down past the lever end,whilst the other queue was way back up past the rose hill.

the tickets were for the everton league cup semi final game.

i had never witnessed a queue like that in my life,absolutely amazing sight to behold.

queues for tickets for the united cup game away in the early 90's were big but the everton queue is the biggest i've ever seen.......... something the youth of today will never experience

Edited December 13, 201213 yr by miamiwhite

What a most splendid read that was miamiwhite

Get some fucking mates then, oh! and robbing people be they foe or not is not in the spirit of the fight, you could quite easily become a scouser

i have and had loads of mates id just got out of my car outside the boozer and it went off ,as for being a scouser what can i say i was young pissed off with a black eye .........am i sorry ?..........am i fuck ,fuck em

 

oh yeah and it was about 30 years ago too!

Edited December 13, 201213 yr by fellman

driving down manny road in the cold today brought back a flashback of the first time i ever queued up to buy tickets for a Wanderers game.

it was january 1977,a bitterly cold sunday morning. my dad,brother and myself got up early for the event,parked on weston st and strolled down to manny road,to be amazed by the sight of what must have been 30/40,000 Whites already queuing up,stretching all the way up manchester road in both directions. i'm sure one queue snaked down past the lever end,whilst the other queue was way back up past the rose hill.

the tickets were for the everton league cup semi final game.

i had never witnessed a queue like that in my life,absolutely amazing sight to behold.

queues for tickets for the united cup game away in the early 90's were big but the everton queue is the biggest i've ever seen.......... something the youth of today will never experience

 

You're right Miami. We'd beaten Derby 2-1 at the Baseball when they were quite high flyers. I remember that queue. Fucking incredible. Do you remember the floodlight problem on the Embankment in the Everton replay at BP. Health and safety would rope the pace off now - killjoy fuckers.

 

That's not how to do a quote numb nuts!

That's not how to do a quote numb nuts!

 

You made me read the whole thing again, better second time around.

 

Keep em coming Miami, love hearing the stories, makes me very jealous though.

 

 

 

driving down manny road in the cold today brought back a flashback of the first time i ever queued up to buy tickets for a Wanderers game.

it was january 1977,a bitterly cold sunday morning. my dad,brother and myself got up early for the event,parked on weston st and strolled down to manny road,to be amazed by the sight of what must have been 30/40,000 Whites already queuing up,stretching all the way up manchester road in both directions. i'm sure one queue snaked down past the lever end,whilst the other queue was way back up past the rose hill.

the tickets were for the everton league cup semi final game.

i had never witnessed a queue like that in my life,absolutely amazing sight to behold.

queues for tickets for the united cup game away in the early 90's were big but the everton queue is the biggest i've ever seen.......... something the youth of today will never experience

 

You're right Miami. We'd beaten Derby 2-1 at the Baseball when they were quite high flyers. I remember that queue. Fucking incredible. Do you remember the floodlight problem on the Embankment in the Everton replay at BP. Health and safety would rope the pace off now - killjoy fuckers.

 

i remember the floodlight problem very well,pity it didn't stop the match !!!!

i was in the manny road south terrace that night,couldn't bastard move.

didn't duncan mckenzie say he missed the penalty on purpose to make the game more interesting ?

that night,Burnden was heaving on a scale of Darlington.

was it bob latchford who scored for those bastards ? i seem to recall that ronnie goodlass playing,i always tought he had no hands as he forever had his shirt covering them up,the mard sod.

that night was the first time i heard the song ''Que sera,Que sera,whatever will be,will be''...................a small number of Evertonians were behind us in the Manchester Road wing stand.......as a 9 year old being told ''we're not going to wembley son'' by my dad,i may have shed a tear or two million when those bastards were singing that at the final whistle.

 

i mentioned earlier being in with 15,000 geordies on the embankment for the McDonald cup game in '76. the atmosphere and match itself were unbelievable,cup games 'when 'i were a lad' were extra special,just a shame they're not taken as seriously anymore except for the minor clubs.

games like those will be etched into my mind until my dying day. excellent childhood memories.

i remember the floodlight problem very well,pity it didn't stop the match !!!!

i was in the manny road south terrace that night,couldn't bastard move.

didn't duncan mckenzie say he missed the penalty on purpose to make the game more interesting ?

that night,Burnden was heaving on a scale of Darlington.

was it bob latchford who scored for those bastards ? i seem to recall that ronnie goodlass playing,i always tought he had no hands as he forever had his shirt covering them up,the mard sod.

that night was the first time i heard the song ''Que sera,Que sera,whatever will be,will be''...................a small number of Evertonians were behind us in the Manchester Road wing stand.......as a 9 year old being told ''we're not going to wembley son'' by my dad,i may have shed a tear or two million when those bastards were singing that at the final whistle.

 

i mentioned earlier being in with 15,000 geordies on the embankment for the McDonald cup game in '76. the atmosphere and match itself were unbelievable,cup games 'when 'i were a lad' were extra special,just a shame they're not taken as seriously anymore except for the minor clubs.

games like those will be etched into my mind until my dying day. excellent childhood memories.

 

Last paragraph sums it up for me we have always been a cup team and its sad that the FA cup has been devalued, the cause is the champions league I fuckin hate that competition with a passion.

Last paragraph sums it up for me we have always been a cup team and its sad that the FA cup has been devalued, the cause is the champions league I fuckin hate that competition with a passion.

 

as i've mentioned many times before,my Bolton debut came against Stoke in FA CUP 1974 as a 6 year old.

one of my earliest recollections of life was watching the draw for the 3rd round of the cup. i think the vast majority of the country stopped to watch the 3rd round draw live on television,it was that popular

when it came out ''Bolton Wanderers will play Stoke City'',my Dad proudly said to my brother and I ''lads,you 2 can come to that match and watch the Wanderers for the first time''............i'd never been so excited ever.

Christmas presents included a Bolton scarf and rosette which i have to this day and will always cherish.

On the sunday of the match,I remember seeing the plantpot with the 'end is nigh' sign,plus remember walking down past the lever end to the burnden stand,everywhere was absolutely heaving.

my dad said 15-20,000 would be on but it was touching 40,000 in the end. it seemed to take an eternity walking up the staircase in the burnden stand,but boy was it worth it.

seeing burnden for the first time,bursting at the seams was a sight i'll take to my grave. it spoilt me to be honest,as by the end of the season there was barely a quarter of that on at Burnden for the last couple of games.

 

my first night cup match was the following season v Coventry,they were flying high in the old 1st division and soundly beat us 3-1. there wasn't many on that night,walking across the metal railway bridge,you'd see half of the embankment and roughly a quarter of the paddock all illuminated,but barely a soul on,until the last minute rush. seeing Burnden Park lit up was awesome for a young impressionable football fanatic

the 90's cup runs brought back the good times and happy memories but i'm sure most will agree the 70's cup ties with a full to bursting Burnden Park were truly magical and sadly never to be repeated

 

I miss Burnden Park and the times we had there

Edited December 14, 201213 yr by miamiwhite

as i've mentioned many times before,my Bolton debut came against Stoke in FA CUP 1974 as a 6 year old.

one of my earliest recollections of life was watching the draw for the 3rd round of the cup. i think the vast majority of the country stopped to watch the 3rd round draw live on television,it was that popular

when it came out ''Bolton Wanderers will play Stoke City'',my Dad proudly said to my brother and I ''lads,you 2 can come to that match and watch the Wanderers for the first time''............i'd never been so excited ever.

Christmas presents included a Bolton scarf and rosette which i have to this day and will always cherish.

On the sunday of the match,I remember seeing the plantpot with the 'end is nigh' sign,plus remember walking down past the lever end to the burnden stand,everywhere was absolutely heaving.

my dad said 15-20,000 would be on but it was touching 40,000 in the end. it seemed to take an eternity walking up the staircase in the burnden stand,but boy was it worth it.

seeing burnden for the first time,bursting at the seams was a sight i'll take to my grave. it spoilt me to be honest,as by the end of the season there was barely a quarter of that on at Burnden for the last couple of games.

 

my first night cup match was the following season v Coventry,they were flying high in the old 1st division and soundly beat us 3-1. there wasn't many on that night,walking across the metal railway bridge,you'd see half of the embankment and roughly a quarter of the paddock all illuminated,but barely a soul on,until the last minute rush. seeing Burnden Park lit up was awesome for a young impressionable football fanatic

the 90's cup runs brought back the good times and happy memories but i'm sure most will agree the 70's cup ties with a full to bursting Burnden Park were truly magical and sadly never to be repeated

 

I miss Burnden Park and the times we had there

It's natural to feel nostalgic when you get older Miami, some good stories and memories posted mate. sadly we have to face up to the fact that the good old days just ain't coming back and the future looks grim.

It's natural to feel nostalgic when you get older Miami, some good stories and memories posted mate. sadly we have to face up to the fact that the good old days just ain't coming back and the future looks grim.

 

even if we upset the applecart and get back in the prem,it'll never be the same as the Burnden era. Unless an eccentric Forrest Gump like Bolton Wanderers supporting zillionaire takes over,we've lost too much ground to compete. If today's money was around in the 50's and early 60's,who knows,we could well be one of the top sides

Loved reading this thread! Some cracking stories. And I can't help feeling a little envious of the older posters on here reading these experiences!

What's special as a lad/youth isn't necessarily special as a grown bloke unfortunately. For me the memories of beating Man City at home in the cup in the 70's are special - a Gary Jones hat-trick,and some very moody City skinheads knocking around afterwards, mayhem all up and down Manny Rd.

If we played Liverpool/Man U/City now in the cup it just wouldn't be the same as a cup tie when you were a kid.

I've no doubt the kids of today would still love it though.

I haven't many posts to my name but this has been the best thread ever on WW. Such a trip down memory lane for me. Although I never got involved in any of the hoolie stuff, I often bore witness to it and can recall easily all the games that Miami so brilliantly recalled. I also remember one Boxing Day ('76 I think) when we drew 2-2 at BP with Cloghie's Forest - the one and only time I ever remember the Lever End split right down the middle with fans of each side either side of the metal partition that divided it. Reference the semi with Everton, yeah Latchford headed past Jim McDonagh at the Lever End and McKenzie's pen almost hit the corner flag - widest miss from 12 yards I ever saw. I was 14 and never thought I'd live to see the day where Wandereres ran out at Wembley. The Chelsea and Wolves pitch invasions are as fresh with me now as they were 35 years ago. The mid to late 70's was the greatest time to witness Burnden full and what an intimidating place it could be. Nearly 40,000 v Stoke for that FAC 3rd round game where Byrom's hat-trick won the day, 42,000 for the Christmas clash with the Mackems when we came back from a Tony Dunne og at HT to win 2-1, 46,000 for the 5th round tie with Malcolm McDonald's Newcastle. Halcyon days. Puts pimples on me geese just thinking about 'em. Worthy's goal at home to Ipswich - even though we lost, and those defeats against York & Carlisle (both midweeks) and both feeling like my young worls had ended after we missed out back to back on promotions. That night at Blackburn when 20,000 Whites ventured up the A666 - just truly unbelievable times. The Reebok will never have what Burnden had in abundance. History, tradition and passion. I miss the old girl too.

We old uns have to believe it can come back to an extent standing areas could take us back to a capacity of over 30,000 I believe one day that will again become a reality.

It's so much more than the game. As the same vintage as Miami, I know EXACTLY what he means. Burnden had a magical atmosphere as a lad. Characters from the war with plasters on their necks from a Jap attack in Malaysia; the whiff of old shag purchased from the Baccy shop on Bradshawgate wafting through a damp Embankment night; the hoppy smell of a pint of Magees from the Manny Road corner; the sense of tension as two towns baited each other on the terraces. If you take the tribalism out of football, you've lost the point of the game. No-one's advocating kicking ten bells out of innocent supporters but what's wrong with a bit of territory marking. I call it civic pride and Burnden was the hub of the town. Without sounding like an oldie, moving from BP was the single biggest mistake we made but everyone's wise in hindsight. Speaking as a fourth generation white, I don't like things too sanitised. Real life has a bit of dirt and grime. Who gives a shit if your piss-stones are 90 years old. We can't have supporters walking past a scrap yard God forbid. So you have to move your head a few inches to catch a corner. Who gives a fuck? All I know is that from 1973 to the 1990's I could get a pink straight after the game and pies were 3 for £1.50.

Terrace - tick

Lads day out - tick

A good drink - tick

 

Bring back the good times at posh away ?????

the week after the incident at blackpool in 1974,didn't we play aston villa at home and beat them 1-0 ?

i'm not certain but pretty sure paul jones hit the bar with a penalty but put in the rebound only for it to be ruled out as no other person had touched it before jones again,am i right in thinking that ?

 

the forest game Salop mentioned finished 1-1 IIRC

Terrace - tick

Lads day out - tick

A good drink - tick

 

Bring back the good times at posh away ?????

 

 

 

 

Already counting down the days!

Another recollection from my memory bank was a game towards the end of the 73/74 season at home to middlesbrough. i'm pretty sure they played in a bizarre away strip,something like an all purple combination. am i right in thinking that ?

a vivid trivia like memory i have was being on the embankment against forest in the '76 season,pretty sure it was something to do with our centenary and Warburtons had loads of women walking round throwing sandwiches into the crowd,does anyone remember that ?.

plus,has anyone got any idea when the people walking round the running track with the trays selling crisps,pop and sweets etc stopped their rounds ?

It's so much more than the game. As the same vintage as Miami, I know EXACTLY what he means. Burnden had a magical atmosphere as a lad. Characters from the war with plasters on their necks from a Jap attack in Malaysia; the whiff of old shag purchased from the Baccy shop on Bradshawgate wafting through a damp Embankment night; the hoppy smell of a pint of Magees from the Manny Road corner; the sense of tension as two towns baited each other on the terraces. If you take the tribalism out of football, you've lost the point of the game. No-one's advocating kicking ten bells out of innocent supporters but what's wrong with a bit of territory marking. I call it civic pride and Burnden was the hub of the town. Without sounding like an oldie, moving from BP was the single biggest mistake we made but everyone's wise in hindsight. Speaking as a fourth generation white, I don't like things too sanitised. Real life has a bit of dirt and grime. Who gives a shit if your piss-stones are 90 years old. We can't have supporters walking past a scrap yard God forbid. So you have to move your head a few inches to catch a corner. Who gives a fuck? All I know is that from 1973 to the 1990's I could get a pink straight after the game and pies were 3 for £1.50.

 

Great post sums it up but surely it was the Buff?

Great post sums it up but surely it was the Buff?

 

you could get the buff in the embankment end at the end of the match,the pink you could get at the shop on the corner and pretty sure a guy was selling them on manny road near the king bill

Another recollection from my memory bank was a game towards the end of the 73/74 season at home to middlesbrough. i'm pretty sure they played in a bizarre away strip,something like an all purple combination. am i right in thinking that ?

a vivid trivia like memory i have was being on the embankment against forest in the '76 season,pretty sure it was something to do with our centenary and Warburtons had loads of women walking round throwing sandwiches into the crowd,does anyone remember that ?.

plus,has anyone got any idea when the people walking round the running track with the trays selling crisps,pop and sweets etc stopped their rounds ?

Was it when the DHSS raided the night of the league cup game V Fulham in 76/77. Bobby Moore took the whole Fulham team off the pitch during the raid and hid for a while.

Was it when the DHSS raided the night of the league cup game V Fulham in 76/77. Bobby Moore took the whole Fulham team off the pitch during the raid and hid for a while.

 

i've never heard the DHSS story,what was all that about mate ?

i was at the fulham game,but was only 8 so probably didn't take much notice of it as it didn't involve football

this thread is like a learning curve