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Post by pirate49 on Jul 26, 2019 15:22:01 GMT
There have been posts on here about earliest memories of watching Rovers, even the first game, score and scorers!
I've often wondered if our dads, uncles etc have memories of Rovers that go back way before ours.
What memories Kitty Thorne must have taken with her, and so too Ron Craig and Denis Dunford.
Like they say in the adverts, 'Once It's Gone It's Gone!'
Tales about pre-war Rovers, travelling to away matches pre-motorways, kits before the quarters, characters long forgotten......
I can't start this off. My dad had no interest in football, and it was kind neighbours who first took me to Eastville (and Ashton Gate) to see Bradford and Atyeo.
But there must be families whose allegiance to Rovers goes back way before ours.
What tales can they tell?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2019 15:38:47 GMT
There have been posts on here about earliest memories of watching Rovers, even the first game, score and scorers!
I've often wondered if our dads, uncles etc have memories of Rovers that go back way before ours.
What memories Michelle Thorne must have taken with her, and so too Ron Craig and Denis Dunford.
Like they say in the adverts, 'Once It's Gone It's Gone!'
Tales about pre-war Rovers, travelling to away matches pre-motorways, kits before the quarters, characters long forgotten......
I can't start this off. My dad had no interest in football, and it was kind neighbours who first took me to Eastville (and Ashton Gate) to see Bradford and Atyeo.
But there must be families whose allegiance to Rovers goes back way before ours.
What tales can they tell?
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Post by Marshy on Jul 26, 2019 15:58:28 GMT
My dad was a ted, so I never listened to a Dam word he said!
But he produced 4 sons who were gas through and through.
As Greavsie used to say it’s a funny old game UTG!
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Post by Wembley_Gas on Jul 26, 2019 16:12:41 GMT
I have a fund of stories from my dad. He started supporting Rovers on March 8th 1947. If you want to know how I can be that specific it is because he told me how he chose to follow Rovers rather than City. If you like I’ll revisit this thread every now and again and drop in one of his tales from the 40s to 70s?
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Post by aforce on Jul 26, 2019 16:13:52 GMT
There have been posts on here about earliest memories of watching Rovers, even the first game, score and scorers!
I've often wondered if our dads, uncles etc have memories of Rovers that go back way before ours.
What memories Michelle Thorne must have taken with her, and so too Ron Craig and Denis Dunford.
Like they say in the adverts, 'Once It's Gone It's Gone!'
Tales about pre-war Rovers, travelling to away matches pre-motorways, kits before the quarters, characters long forgotten......
I can't start this off. My dad had no interest in football, and it was kind neighbours who first took me to Eastville (and Ashton Gate) to see Bradford and Atyeo.
But there must be families whose allegiance to Rovers goes back way before ours.
What tales can they tell?
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Post by warehamgas on Jul 26, 2019 16:16:15 GMT
Can’t remember many of them but my grandad was following Rovers in the Southern League days and was there for their first FL season in 1920/21 and he started me going. I remember waiting for him when he went to the True Blue Club in the 60s after matches.
UTG!
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Post by Charlton Hayes Gas on Jul 26, 2019 16:19:14 GMT
My dad is also a city fan, didn’t speak to each other for a few days after the last derby match.
His earliest memories are from the 70s and speaks about rovers with a real dislike. Unlike my grandad who’s also city who speaks about rovers with quite a lot of respect. I guess the hooligan era during the 70s and 80s has a lot to do with all football rivalries turning sour in this country.
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Post by rememberhalifax on Jul 26, 2019 16:47:59 GMT
Father away most of time and can't recall any football conversations with him , all my memories come from older brothers , 2 closet Teds,1 indifferent, and 1 confirmed Gas ed, remember him telling tales of the Newcastle cup game away and the eastville replay 1951 was it ?1/4 final.
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Post by Gashead73 on Jul 26, 2019 17:32:04 GMT
Michelle Thorn... Wow what a woman, I would even now 👌😎👌
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Post by Marshy on Jul 26, 2019 17:47:52 GMT
Michelle Thorn... Wow what a woman, I would even now 👌😎👌 Up the wrong un? |
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Post by chilly1883 on Jul 26, 2019 17:57:28 GMT
Michelle Thorn... Wow what a woman, I would even now 👌😎👌 Up the wrong un? 😂 |
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Post by Colyton Gas on Jul 26, 2019 18:31:17 GMT
Cost me 9d to get in in the fifties.Think the cinema on the corner was called His/Her Majesty's. Eastville was given a new North Stand and was probably as good then as what we have now.Saw Alfie Biggs Equalise Tom Finney's opener in the FA Cup in front of a record attendance.Also saw him score for PNE at Eastville against us from the half -way line but he returned the following season.
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Post by Wembley_Gas on Jul 26, 2019 18:35:43 GMT
I have a fund of stories from my dad. He started supporting Rovers on March 8th 1947. If you want to know how I can be that specific it is because he told me how he chose to follow Rovers rather than City. If you like I’ll revisit this thread every now and again and drop in one of his tales from the 40s to 70s? So...now my iPad has charged up a bit.... It is 1946 and my Dad is a 15 year old from Egg-chasing stock, his dad had no interest in the round ball game and he, being a slight figure, found he was ideally suited to be a scrum half for Cotham Park rather than reveal any real soccer aptitude. However, post war, football is enjoying a revival and Rovers and City are in the same division and my teenage dad is curious to see what it’s about. He turns up with some mates at AG at the end of November to watch City play Hayes in the FA Cup. As it is post war there is not a lot of money in the game and some well used strips are being worn such that the reds are appearing in a faded, washed out Pinkish hue. The game is a stroll in the park and city run out 9-3 winners...this doesn’t really ignite his interest. Nevertheless he’s prepared to give them another go, and just after Christmas he turns up to watch the faded pinks beat Aldershot 9-0. Boring one sided games these football matches (imagine your first two games being 9-3 and 9-0 and not being impressed!!!). So fast forward to March 8th 1947 and he decides with his mates to go and see Bristol’s other Division 3 South representatives. Firstly we must have been better with the clothing coupons and take the field in bright Blue and White Quartered shirts. The opposition is Cardiff City who have a partisan following and the atmosphere is palpably more exciting than his earlier taste of the round ball game. The weather has been wintry and there is slush all over the Eastville pitch. The game starts and an even hard fought encounter ensues, then Rovers break down one wing and a cross flies across the box, Lance Carr (Rovers No.7) races in from the opposite wing, busting a blood vessel trying to get on the end of it. He probably wouldn’t have made it but for the surface conditions...he slides in a shower of slush, connects with the ball and then man, ball, mud and slush all end up in the back of the net. The cheer is deafening. Cardiff fans are quiet, gosh this football can be exciting and stir the emotions after all. Cardiff struggle manfully to get an equaliser, Rovers determinedly repel them and my old man is hooked on the men from Eastville from then on. He hardly misses a home game up to the end of the 1969 season, always standing in the same spot (till us sprogs came along when he allowed himself to sit with us in the North Stand). When he did miss the odd game the wags around his spot advised that his shadow had made the game even if he couldn’t go! So, Lance Carr’s scruffy winner is responsible for my dad passing on the Gas gene to me and my Sister and we’ve both continued supporting from afar having moved to Wembley in 1970 when I was 7 and she was 11. Happy to say that my nephew, despite no real affinity with the city of Bristol is also a confirmed Gashead and all three of us will be in attendance at Blackpool...so the legacy continues.. GERT LUSH SLUSH! |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2019 19:23:37 GMT
My dad was a ted, so I never listened to a f**king word he said! But he produced 4 sons who were gas through and through. As Greavsie used to say it’s a funny old game UTG! Sure he was your Dad? |
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Post by pirate49 on Jul 26, 2019 20:27:23 GMT
I have a fund of stories from my dad. He started supporting Rovers on March 8th 1947. If you want to know how I can be that specific it is because he told me how he chose to follow Rovers rather than City. If you like I’ll revisit this thread every now and again and drop in one of his tales from the 40s to 70s? So...now my iPad has charged up a bit.... It is 1946 and my Dad is a 15 year old from Egg-chasing stock, his dad had no interest in the round ball game and he, being a slight figure, found he was ideally suited to be a scrum half for Cotham Park rather than reveal any real soccer aptitude. However, post war, football is enjoying a revival and Rovers and City are in the same division and my teenage dad is curious to see what it’s about. He turns up with some mates at AG at the end of November to watch City play Hayes in the FA Cup. As it is post war there is not a lot of money in the game and some well used strips are being worn such that the reds are appearing in a faded, washed out Pinkish hue. The game is a stroll in the park and city run out 9-3 winners...this doesn’t really ignite his interest. Nevertheless he’s prepared to give them another go, and just after Christmas he turns up to watch the faded pinks beat Aldershot 9-0. Boring one sided games these football matches (imagine your first two games being 9-3 and 9-0 and not being impressed!!!). So fast forward to March 8th 1947 and he decides with his mates to go and see Bristol’s other Division 3 South representatives. Firstly we must have been better with the clothing coupons and take the field in bright Blue and White Quartered shirts. The opposition is Cardiff City who have a partisan following and the atmosphere is palpably more exciting than his earlier taste of the round ball game. The weather has been wintry and there is slush all over the Eastville pitch. The game starts and an even hard fought encounter ensues, then Rovers break down one wing and a cross flies across the box, Lance Carr (Rovers No.7) races in from the opposite wing, busting a blood vessel trying to get on the end of it. He probably wouldn’t have made it but for the surface conditions...he slides in a shower of slush, connects with the ball and then man, ball, mud and slush all end up in the back of the net. The cheer is deafening. Cardiff fans are quiet, gosh this football can be exciting and stir the emotions after all. Cardiff struggle manfully to get an equaliser, Rovers determinedly repel them and my old man is hooked on the men from Eastville from then on. He hardly misses a home game up to the end of the 1969 season, always standing in the same spot (till us sprogs came along when he allowed himself to sit with us in the North Stand). When he did miss the odd game the wags around his spot advised that his shadow had made the game even if he couldn’t go! So, Lance Carr’s scruffy winner is responsible for my dad passing on the Gas gene to me and my Sister and we’ve both continued supporting from afar having moved to Wembley in 1970 when I was 7 and she was 11. Happy to say that my nephew, despite no real affinity with the city of Bristol is also a confirmed Gashead and all three of us will be in attendance at Blackpool...so the legacy continues.. GERT LUSH SLUSH! Thanks for this. Such memories are priceless, as they are easily lost. Any more out there?
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Post by lpgas on Jul 26, 2019 21:19:46 GMT
My Dad was from Burnley and in the early years, armed with my Railway Privilege ticket watched them at most of the grounds in the Division One. But after seeing Rovers play the sh**e in the FA Cup I said to him that I was going to follow Rovers from then on. he said "well it's up to you, but you know they wont win anything". Why didn't I listen?
Meanwhile a couple of years ago I bumped in to a girl I was at school with, she asked me if I still had that long claret and blue scarf.
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Post by Wembley_Gas on Jul 27, 2019 16:31:42 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2019 17:27:03 GMT
I just missed seeing Geoff Bradford, but my dad told me about him and how good he was.
He told me one story that i thought a bit of exaggeration there dad but never said it.
Geoff was playing his first game after injury, when he took to the pitch his leg was bandaged from top to bottom.
He couldn't hardly bend his leg, he scored a hat trick anyway.
Anyone recall it and did he exaggerate.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2019 17:38:01 GMT
She’s a pornstar isn’t she? I don’t know, why did you ask me? Do I look like a pervert? |
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Post by Wembley_Gas on Jul 27, 2019 17:50:56 GMT
Re Geoff Bradford - Yep my dad said much the same. It was the first time he did his leg rather than the second time when he was deliberately done by Doncaster. He’d been on fire and in seventeen games he’d scored eighteen goals then on November 1st he was crocked against today’s opponents Plymouth (having already scored in the game). One Saturday before the end of the season Rovers were away at Swansea, not many Rovers fans went because the rumours circulated that Bradford was going to turn out for the reserves. My dad reckoned there were 10,000 at that reserve game and Bradford, bandages and all, easily scored a hat trick. So the last game of the season arrives and Bradford is handed a start for the first team against Stoke. Still sporting those same bandages he repeats the hat trick feat and we win 3-2, Geoff thus ending the season with three more goals scored than he’d made appearances.
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