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Abraham Romanovich

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Great to see a toilet roll lobbed onto the pitch after one of the Norwich goals yesterday.

Great height and trajectory, made me feel very nostalgic and yearn for those days of yore when a lob and a charge down the terrace celebrated our notching another.....

Well played the man from Norfolk prepared to get rid of his Izal Bronco "spread it around" hygiene tissue.

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Anybody know what happened to Oscar the popular programme seller in the seventies and eighties???? He was part of the Ashton furniture??

His brother was a city fan, they lived in Hungerford Rd Brislington.

Oscar was a Rovers fan and was always known for being at Eastville not Ashton.

I do remember him walking around the front of East end at one match though.

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Im probably going to get shot down for this, but I miss Bristol derbies.

I hated the pre match nerves of a Derby match, the feeling of sickness at the thought of losing.

I never want to play them again, if that's possible.

Unless we are so far ahead of them we could get results like Norwich had against Paulton.

Sorry if that sounds selfish Marie but I think they've held us back for years with this rivalry.

It was the only match that was really important to them when we were in the same division

and most of their efforts went into that match.

After 40 years of occasional rivalry I'm really enjoying their absence.

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Rich and myself know eachother well enough to know we are not saying what we both are with any bad feeling towards eachother, but the reason he has stated is why I thought I would get shot down.

I would not in a million years (underlined three times!) want us back "down there" and I really and truely 100% much prefer where we are now, BUT (and Rich will also know I am not trying to start an arguement) there's just something exciting about beating your nearest rivals, especially when they are just up the road.

I still wouldnt want to be back where we were 5 years ago though, so I guess sometimes things have to fall by the wayside on the way up.

:)

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Got to be terracing.

Forget the new-fangled safe terracing, I'm talking about the sort where you're crushed in, can't move and you sway with the rest of the crowd.

A few matches that spring to mind are, Leicester Away in the FA Cup (the Jacki game) where we were on the terracing under the double tiered stand (we also had the seating down the side of the pitch as well).

I also remember our first season back in the second division when Lumsden took charge and we had to beat Watford away to stand a chance of the play-offs, crikey that was packed too.

I'm not really old enough to remember the East End in it's prime, but the Louie Donowa derby provided one of the last packed terraced East End games.

Also had fond memories underneath the double tiered stand at Brentford as well.

For sheer scaryness, the old terracing behind the Wolves goal was bloody steep and seemed to stretch miles back. I would have loved to have been in that stand when it was packed to the rafters.

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standing up, taking the tote, nicking light bulbs on the football special ,standing a yard away from the away fans at the park end throwing pies and punches.

Gerry Gow, beating man u, police escort thro stapleton rd, the list goes on and on

PROPER DAYS!

:chant6ez: miss being able to go in our own home end without having to buy a season ticket :nono:

The good old days have gone roll on good old new pc times ahead, not knowing what stadium you are in as they will all be the same.

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Got to be terracing.

Forget the new-fangled safe terracing, I'm talking about the sort where you're crushed in, can't move and you sway with the rest of the crowd.

A few matches that spring to mind are, Leicester Away in the FA Cup (the Jacki game) where we were on the terracing under the double tiered stand (we also had the seating down the side of the pitch as well).

I also remember our first season back in the second division when Lumsden took charge and we had to beat Watford away to stand a chance of the play-offs, crikey that was packed too.

I'm not really old enough to remember the East End in it's prime, but the Louie Donowa derby provided one of the last packed terraced East End games.

Also had fond memories underneath the double tiered stand at Brentford as well.

For sheer scaryness, the old terracing behind the Wolves goal was bloody steep and seemed to stretch miles back. I would have loved to have been in that stand when it was packed to the rafters.

remember running on the pitch when Louie Donowa scored & we finally beat the gas after years of trying. Put my arms round Mark Aizlewood at the end & he said calm down mate it's only a game. Went into work the next morning & people had seen me on the pitch & were tutting that as a 25 year old at the time I should now better. They were right but who cares there's nothing like beating the gas & i miss it.

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Rich and myself know eachother well enough to know we are not saying what we both are with any bad feeling towards eachother, but the reason he has stated is why I thought I would get shot down.

I would not in a million years (underlined three times!) want us back "down there" and I really and truely 100% much prefer where we are now, BUT (and Rich will also know I am not trying to start an arguement) there's just something exciting about beating your nearest rivals, especially when they are just up the road.

I still wouldnt want to be back where we were 5 years ago though, so I guess sometimes things have to fall by the wayside on the way up.

:)

Marie, I don't want them up here either.

I can't stand the pressure.

PS. You weren't fidgeting too much the other night.

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"Got to be terracing.

Forget the new-fangled safe terracing, I'm talking about the sort where you're crushed in, can't move and you sway with the rest of the crowd."

Great shout there Beaverface

Those were the days when football was a social occasion as much as a sport. You'd be in the pub before the match with your mates, walk to the ground together, through the turnstiles and stand wherever you want. If you want to move around during the came to maybe have a chat with someone, then no problem. Nothing like being in the crowd surge behind the goal when we scored either.

None of this sit in the same seat for years. Ok it's nice if you get in late and there's your seat waiting for you, but we've lost so much more in the process.

Give me standing any day.

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Loved the East End in the mid eighties when my dad started taking me when we scored i started at the back and ended up down the front but he always knew where to find me! Also the fraser digby song can remember giving him loads during a cold night game!

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I hated the pre match nerves of a Derby match, the feeling of sickness at the thought of losing.

I never want to play them again, if that's possible.

Unless we are so far ahead of them we could get results like Norwich had against Paulton.

Agree with that!!!

I could never enjoy the game because I was so nervous of losing.

I dont need that worry in my life!

Onward and Upward... :city:

And Down with The Gas... :pray:

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I miss being met at the designated 'away pub' by rows of police, including the whole mounted and dog section.

The having to drink up and leave when the police tell you, to be then escorted to the ground with the rows of police, horses and dogs at set sections.

Doh - That is what we had to put up with on Saturday!

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Rosettes, bobble hats, rattles - I don't miss them in the sense of I wish we had them now ( I am sure rattles would cause H&S a heart attack) but they are part of the memories of my early days at Ashton Gate.

I do miss proper muddy pitches, 'cause I'd love to see just how good today's overpaid players would be on the sort of pitches they played on in the '70's, especially iof they ahd to use the heavy leather footballs they used back then. Derby and West Ham's pitches resembled Weston Super Mare beach for most of the winter in those days.

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I remember when Stanley Matthews played against City it was the highlight of the year to see the great man.now a days if a top team is playing against a smaller club you get a load of second string players put in the team which undermines the game and robs the fans of smaller club to see the stars up close.

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I miss the old open end terracing, but most of all the old characters that used to stand by the railings about half way up that seperated us from the away fans (including the large empty section of terracing).

Merv the swerve and all of his old mates, they would be stood there slagging each other and Merv would often through out a good put down to the referee who would just smile knowlingly.

As a kid I would look forward to the atmosphere as much as the match as there were so many characters that would stand on that bit of terracing. The pies I seem to recall tasted good as well as thermos flask of coffee my grandfather would bring in (wouldn't be able to do that now)...

Nostalga aint what it used to be...

Irish Red

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Looking through a book on the history of football, I showed my son of a player shoulder charging a goalie. I explained that if you kept your elbows in you were allowed to shoulder charge an opponant (goalie or outfield player) who had the ball.

Tony Cook once stated he could never have got away with walking round holding the ball like Ray Cashley did, so presumably the shoulder charge which is still legal, disappeared sometime during Mike Gibson's tenure.

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I miss the old open end terracing, but most of all the old characters that used to stand by the railings about half way up that seperated us from the away fans (including the large empty section of terracing).

Merv the swerve and all of his old mates, they would be stood there slagging each other and Merv would often through out a good put down to the referee who would just smile knowlingly.

As a kid I would look forward to the atmosphere as much as the match as there were so many characters that would stand on that bit of terracing. The pies I seem to recall tasted good as well as thermos flask of coffee my grandfather would bring in (wouldn't be able to do that now)...

Nostalga aint what it used to be...

Irish Red

I'm pretty sure that there are fans down Ashton Gate who still take flasks or tea/coffee/soup etc.. into the ground.

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