Many years ago, I visited relations, with my parents, who lived in Bristol. Barnsley were playing Rovers that Saturday, so my uncle took my Dad & I to the match (even though he was a City fan). In those days, Rovers played at the Eastville stadium. The terracing seemed miles away from the pitch. There were rose bushes behind the goal! We drew 3-3 and Barry Murphy scored one of our goals.
Blimey! I've just seen it was in August 1969! https://www.11v11.com/matches/bristol-rovers-v-barnsley-16-august-1969-131406/
I might be a little biased, as that's where my son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren live! But I do love the place.
It's a long long time since I've been to Chester, but it did have a nice feel to it. Earlier this year I ventured round the welsh border and explored a fair bit of Shropshire and surrounding areas/counties. Some lovely towns and cities down there and some extremely old little villages. The two places I miss most (probably because I frequented them lots) are Kingston and Bristol.
I can hear Jeff Stelling / Dave Cooper now ......... "Bristol City hadn't won at home for 15 seasons. BUT THEY HAVE TODAY!!!!! And in some style too. This is a biiiiiiiiiig home win on the cards. AND IT'S NOT EVEN HALF TIME. Unnnnnnnnnnnnnnbelievable, Kammy"
Unbelievable Jeff. Jack Walton, who is usually a goalkeeper but now playing in midfield, is dispossessed, his midfield partner, Tonda Eckert cannot cover back because he was busy looking for cones to pick up, and Matty James coolly slots the ball past Cauley Woodrow in goal to make it 5-0.
We have a way of turning around the fortunes of (other) teams on bad runs. I'm also fed-up of hearing the commentator say things like: "That's his first goal in professional football after 3 seasons; he's not scored before this season; that's the end of his 25-game goal drought, etc."
Always seems to be against us doesn't it. "And that's his first goal since losing a leg in World War 2"