If that doesn't put to bed of what really happened that night. Nothing will. The joy of the result. The atmosphere. Outnumbered the liverpool fans. The trouble after the game, explained in detail. When we pulled up at the services after the game. (We went in the car) It was like being in A&E. Walking wounded doesn't cover it. There were threats of revenge at the replay. I'm not sure how bad it got, as we didn't head into town after the game or before.
Does anyone remember burning braziers used to highlight the exits on a roundabout coming off the motorway, because the fog was so heavy? When I think about it I find it hard to believe, but Its a memory that is firmly entrenched in my mind ... am I losing it?
Tbh mate I don't even remember the snow. We did miss the first 20 minutes due to the fog. And they put the game back 15 mins if I remember rightly.
No close calls at Newcastle. Some of mine have been in the unlikeliest of places. Oxford in 79, Bolton in 82 and Palace in 84 spring to mind.
I did explain to my boss what the bad feeling was about but he said at the time he had never felt so scared at a game
Imagine that now days; the motorway would be shut for two days and there would be hoards of solicitors' lackies descending on the scene from the moors.
I cant believe ftom all these replies that no one as commented about the video. Narrator states at the beginning that the match was December 1982 which is untrue. It was January 1982, almost a year earlier. My wife who was heavily pregnant with my eldest son (he was born in May) went with me and she was petrified at the events after the game. She said if thats football then she wouldn't go again. We went with The Tunnel club and didnt get there until halftime owing to the fog and snow. We deffo outsung the kop and many Reds fans were attacked on the way back to their coaches so they got that bit correct. I will never forget.
Fully agree. It's certainly not as tribal now, as in the 70s/80s. Horrible times for violence. Anyone with the wrong colours on, were a target. Young or old. Odd small skirmishes now and again but not full on mass brawls.
The memories of that night and watching that video brought it all home again. I had an appopintment that day at Barnsley hospital after breaking my leg a month or so earlier.We were setting off from Gawber road club at 3 same time as my check up with Mr Price.I went in at 2 and the nurse after seeing my scarf put my name to the top and I was seen rather quickly and even had time for a couple of pints before setting off.The video explains everything else better than I could explain. We had parked our mini bus away from the coaches and although we saw bits and bobs nothing like those on the buses. Games at Middlesborough and Tottenham were the nightmare of most away fans but Anfield was something else.Liverpool had recently played Real Madrid and Bob Paisley said after the game that Barnsley gave his team far more problems.Very proud of my team and my town that night and so glad to say "i was there".
I'm a bit special according to my Mrs, when it comes to long term memory. And I must admit I scare myself sometimes with what I remember from long ago. But ask me what I've been sent to the local shop for just now and if I haven't got a clue unless it's written down. And the reason for that intro, I was 15. I remember so much about the day, in detail that means I'm not wired right. Skipping school after technical drawing with Mr Normanton with my mate. Bus from school back home to get changed, Then a lift from my dad across Bradford to the slip road of the M62 where we met Pete and his brother (Barnsley lads) and the chaotic journey in the fog. Discussing a lass I fancied all journey (and how Hot Summer Night, Meatloaf, was going to be our tune). Was genuinely scared of the fact we couldn't get over 20 mph and couldn't see a thing. We heard on local radio that KO had been delayed. Parked up, got told by som scalleys it was 1-0 to Liverpool, Dalglish (I remember the bloke as clearly as meeting the lads at work this morning). There were about 10 minutes left when we got a spot on the Anfield Road end, so assuming we'd put up a good show, we sang and cheered the team back to the changing rooms. Going back to the car was as tasty as I remember and although we'd heard snippets of conversations about 0-0, I did not know the score for certain til the next morning. Focus was on getting out of Liverpool safe, back to the chain bar slip road (to meet my Dad - can you remember people doing that? Just parking up and waiting on motorway slip roads?) and getting to bed v late. Could spend another hour typing crystal clear memories of every detail of the night. BUT FOR THE LIFE OF ME I DON'T RECALL SNOW OR A BLIZZARD!! (it had been a harsh winter, I recall as much)
Well, my memory of the first game at Anfield is quite different, Ive still got my unused ticket...trains cancelled and my Dad refused to drive down to Liverpool because of the dense fog, I was really enraged, scarf on the fire, really kicked off.........had to make do with the local pub quiz league.....will never forget..........went to the replay but not the same.......did get to Anfield in the Prem and Cup but still pissed off I missed the league cup tie
In the Liverpool Echo they estimated 16,000 Barnsley fans. As for the replay; "Stab a Scouse" had been painted on the outside walls of the ground and were hastily painted over. Liverpool returned 5,000 of their 7,500 allocation which was alleged to be to the threat of reprisals. From what I understand two separate groups of Scousers sought refuge in houses close to the ground. Liverpool supporters leaving the main stand seats were attacked, and there were sporadic punch ups in several streets. A couple of robberies in Dodworth were attributed to a group of Scallies.