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Post by Gifton on Jan 16, 2017 23:56:18 GMT
I was trying to justify the time, cost and emotional investment involved in supporting Stoke, to a colleague with no interest in football, earlier on today. I found myself reminiscing about times gone by. Remembering the song "where's your father, where's your father, where's your father referee?"
Also I've come to realise that the worst thing about the premier league is that stupid yellow ball! The first sign of snow during any boring game during winter, The Boothen would bounce to "orange ball, orange ball, orange ball!!"
It's the simple things I guess, any other examples? Anyone particularly miss the City Slickers or something?!
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Post by Gods on Jan 17, 2017 0:11:08 GMT
The "City Slickers" ? Yes, I miss them although they are still doing it in fact albeit slightly past their prime these days   |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2017 0:14:44 GMT
I miss the Jaton Junior Potters.
What was Jaton?
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Post by woodstein on Jan 17, 2017 6:02:06 GMT
Miss that the older grounds at some clubs were situated better regarding a pub crawl on way to it. Also being able to just turn up to games not needing a ticket and not being ripped off with on-the-day rail fares.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2017 6:15:11 GMT
The crackly commentary from European games and the thrill of a live game on the TV. Sky etc have simply killed football for the working man.
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Post by Boothen on Jan 17, 2017 6:50:49 GMT
The forward surge in the old Boothen End at the Vic. when we scored.
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Post by xchpotter on Jan 17, 2017 6:54:32 GMT
Gus, I think his name was, at the Victoria Ground selling his draw tickets.
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Post by bigcashprizes on Jan 17, 2017 7:11:01 GMT
Goalnets that rippled. Each set unique to their club
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Post by nottspotter on Jan 17, 2017 7:12:55 GMT
Pottermiss...
Ok I'm lying.
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Post by countofmontecristo on Jan 17, 2017 7:59:29 GMT
I miss the Jaton Junior Potters. What was Jaton? Jaton used to be based up Vicky road (behind Halfords etc in huge sheds that stretch to Eastwood Hanley's ground) - think they were steel stockholders. They were shirt sponsors for Parkway Clayton in the 80's too. |
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Post by kentpotter on Jan 17, 2017 8:22:19 GMT
The Victoria Ground
The pubs around The Victoria Ground
The Boothen End and Paddock
The end of terrace souvenir shop
'Land of Smoke and Glory'
and these, the holy grail of Stoke scarves! (and silk ones)
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Post by RipRoaringPotter on Jan 17, 2017 8:28:22 GMT
The teams running out of the tunnel at the start of the game.
There used to be a real urgency to get on with the game, and we'd still be singing 'We'll Be With You' by the time the teams kick-off.
Now we could sing the full version of Kraftwerk's Autobahn when they come out of the tunnel and we'd be finished by kick-off.
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Post by enuntio on Jan 17, 2017 8:36:58 GMT
The affordability
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Post by maninasuitcase on Jan 17, 2017 8:37:47 GMT
The Vic
Terracing
Grounds in town centres
Being younger and more energetic when we scored. Lol
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Post by wearepremierleague on Jan 17, 2017 8:38:50 GMT
Bojan
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Post by stokienorthants on Jan 17, 2017 9:09:36 GMT
The Golden Goal Girl walking around the ground with a chalk board showing the time of the first goal. She always wore a short skirt and retained her composure when walking past the Boothen despite chants such as ''get your tits out for the lads''. Happy days I genuinely feel sorry for the youth of today who could get the time of the goal by looking at their smartphones - I much prefer the old way!
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Post by cooper67 on Jan 17, 2017 9:34:50 GMT
Evening kickoffs at 7.30.
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Post by stroller on Jan 17, 2017 9:40:07 GMT
The clock in the corner of the Boothen and Butler street stand.
The old Butler street roof.
Mudbath pitches.
Rosettes.
The Sentinal "Green Un".
The Boothen end steps.
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Post by wuzza on Jan 17, 2017 9:47:30 GMT
Being able to decide to go to a match and simply hand over your hard earned cash at the turnstile rather than the faffing around you have to do these days.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2017 9:51:43 GMT
Rosettes. Wish I still had the first one I ever bought!
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Post by gogogadget on Jan 17, 2017 10:12:20 GMT
Stein sprinting to from the tunnel to the centre spot, doing his stretches while we lorded him steino. There's only one steino.
Loved wilkos testimonial when he came on, brought a tear to my eye. I only wish he could of scored before wilko did.
Also the toilets in the boothen. The smell was amazing !!
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Post by kevkj on Jan 17, 2017 10:15:05 GMT
I miss the burger van outside the Stoke End,snarling police dogs,sirens.
Piss soaked Boothen end toilets and the smell of fags.The London Road pub crawl.
"Vis Unita Fortior"
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Post by bringmesunshine on Jan 17, 2017 12:03:16 GMT
When I went as a lad the bloke next to my dad used to smoke cigars and the slight waft (not bellowing amounts) of cigar smoke would always remind me of the Vic, crazy I know but as a boy I used to associate cigar smoke with watching my beloved Stoke City.
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Post by Davef on Jan 17, 2017 12:11:26 GMT
I was trying to justify the time, cost and emotional investment involved in supporting Stoke, to a colleague with no interest in football, earlier on today. I found myself reminiscing about times gone by. Remembering the song "where's your father, where's your father, where's your father referee?" Also I've come to realise that the worst thing about the premier league is that stupid yellow ball! The first sign of snow during any boring game during winter, The Boothen would bounce to "orange ball, orange ball, orange ball!!" It's the simple things I guess, any other examples? Anyone particularly miss the City Slickers or something?! Don't get me started on that yellow ball. |
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Post by elystokie on Jan 17, 2017 12:17:43 GMT
The pub crawl from The Sea Lion to the Vic.
Getting free tickets for every home game.
The 'edginess' that seemed to be there a lot of the time, not to everyones taste I know but I liked it :)
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Post by bertiebigguns on Jan 17, 2017 12:28:24 GMT
I miss the Jaton Junior Potters. What was Jaton? James & Tatton, bit like FWB. The smell of tobacco and deep heat & bovril walking up the steps in the Boothen Stand. |
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Post by manchesterpotter on Jan 17, 2017 12:45:10 GMT
Grew up in the 90s, so I only really caught the tail end of the good old days:
- My Dad lifting me up onto his shoulders when we scored.
- Following away games on Ceefax. Letting the results cycle through until it came back to our page and we'd scored. Cue a mental around the television:
Stoke City 2-1 Portsmouth
Pickering 78 Durnin 69
Lightbourne 90
- Loads of men in pubs after the game with a copy of the Green 'Un.
- Being genuinely frightened of some of Stoke fans my Dad would drink with.
- Being genuinely terrified the first time I was on a terrace.
- Junior Potter booklet to enter team line ups and results through the entire season.
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Post by nottinghamstokie on Jan 17, 2017 14:06:18 GMT
I just miss standing up, for a start, and the feeling of being in a ground that was "ours", not some soul-less corporate "stadium" with rip-off prices for everything and poor quality at that. I started out standing on the Boothen Paddock and every few minutes the smell of beer wafted out of the air-extractors in the side of the bar behind. That, and the hot dog smell, just great.
And, actually, the fact that there always seemed to be lots of very pretty young women supporting the team, don't seem to see much of that now ( tin hat on..... )
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Post by localloser on Jan 17, 2017 14:12:58 GMT
The half time scores on those little boards
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Post by nottinghamstokie on Jan 17, 2017 14:26:36 GMT
And...now I think about it, the reviving years later of the "time of goal" boards, and it being Jackie Marsh's daughter who did it.
Didn't last very long, and I can't recall her name, and she's probably a Granny by now, but she looked very decent
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