Jedi Shrimper
formerly Drastic™
I was 11 years old when I went to my first Blues game. I know it was a league cup game, at Roots Hall, and for many years I was convinced it was arsenal we'd played. Thanks to the marvellous SUFC Database I've figured out it must have been the match against Crystal Palace on 9.10.1990.
The 1990 World Cup had just got me into football, so my uncle took me & my cousin (8 yrs old) along for our first taste of real football. Around that time I'd started wearing glasses, but not all the time and often forgot to take them with me. This was one such time, and as a consequence I couldn't see much of what was going on, just some blue blobs and red blobs running around after a white blob. Then to top it off my 7 year old cousin got pretty tired (it being an evening game), so my uncle took us home at half time, and to be honest I remember being relieved - the north bank was a pretty intimidating place when you hadn't been there before and you couldn't see anything. All in all my first experience of a football match had not been a good one.
But something in me got hooked, I followed Southend's progress on the results on tv for the rest of that season, religiously updating my league ladder that I'd got from Shoot! magazine. And the following season (1991-92) my uncle started taking us to Roots Hall for pretty much every game. I definately remember that season.
The 1990 World Cup had just got me into football, so my uncle took me & my cousin (8 yrs old) along for our first taste of real football. Around that time I'd started wearing glasses, but not all the time and often forgot to take them with me. This was one such time, and as a consequence I couldn't see much of what was going on, just some blue blobs and red blobs running around after a white blob. Then to top it off my 7 year old cousin got pretty tired (it being an evening game), so my uncle took us home at half time, and to be honest I remember being relieved - the north bank was a pretty intimidating place when you hadn't been there before and you couldn't see anything. All in all my first experience of a football match had not been a good one.
But something in me got hooked, I followed Southend's progress on the results on tv for the rest of that season, religiously updating my league ladder that I'd got from Shoot! magazine. And the following season (1991-92) my uncle started taking us to Roots Hall for pretty much every game. I definately remember that season.