Your first away game

Southampton, 11/04/77,,,, sure it was an Easter Monday fix, lost 3-2, Robin Friday & Tony Evans our scorers.

Crystal palace ,in the 70s I remember Alston tried a shot from the centre circle Ala pele city won great support for city

Sheffield United away 1978 now that game was something else

Bristol rovers 76 tuesday night 17yrs old on bus with some right jutters from treherbert happy days

Scarborough 96, 0-0, thrilling lol

Shrewsbury away in the cup in our school uniforms. I’ve never seen anything like it. Total anarchy. I’ll never forget the intimidating “we are evil” chants.

Swindon 1975 boxing day we lost 4 0 which did not go down to well with our lot i remember them fighting in the streets and gardens with any swindon fans they could get hold of the police totally lost it
mad day out but ive been hooked ever since
the following day and yes i mean the following day we beat peterbourgh utd at home 5 2 what a crazy promotion season that was

Chesterfield
Penned in with 8 foot fences at Saltergate in the 80s

Palace in 75/76 season city won 1-0 adrian Alston had a shot from the halfway line nearly scored ala pele great city support that day

Chesterfield
Penned in with 8 foot fences at Saltergate in the 80s

If your talking about the April 1983 fixture I was there too

Dave Bennett scored the only goal to put us on the way to promotion that season

Celebration party on the pitch at the end of the game . Our lot had Dave Bennett on our shoulders walking back to the changing rooms .Great times

1978 Charlton. Lost 3 2. Shit trip home bus driver dumped us at Porth and refused to drive us to Treorchy drop off.

Oxford United v Cardiff City 2/10/82
Manor Ground Oxford.
Jimmy Mullen equalizer one minute from time.
Only about 6,000 there, but a great atmosphere. We came away feeling like it was a victory.

I was there!!!
Mullen jumping in the fence at the end and Frankie and his mates taking on the Oxford end remain in my memory.

Southend away for me in FA Cup in 76. We went on the train with my dad and his mates who all took their sons. I think it was a football special. Only 9 at the time, city lost 2-1 and it kicked off loads after the game outside the ground. It was pretty scary as Southend were wearing blue & white as well so it was hard to know who was who. It was all flares and scarfs around the wrists back in those days. I loved that city team with Evans & Alston and was gutted when we later sold Tony Evans.

Not my first by any means but I remember going to Lincoln in our promotion season 1982.
Thought it would be ‘safe’ but we were chatting to a few Pompey boys in our home game and they were basically saying they’d been everywhere in the division and the only ‘opposition’ they’d had was at Cardiff, Bristol Rovers and Lincoln.
Anyway, we went up there and thought it would be a doddle.
I remember a handful of city fans got in the pitch at the end (we lost 2-1) and they were bouncing around happily until a mass of fans from the Home end came charging on to chase them into the enclosure. They came towards the city fans en masse and it was a bit of a surprise to say the least.
Fun and games in a car park after where some Ponty boys who hired an old ambulance to travel in (I kid you not) and as they were leaving the car park a large mob of Lincoln fans ran towards them. They went to drive straight through them but slowed when the home fans didn’t move. It proved a bad move as their ambulance was smashed and battered a fair bit before they drove off.
Memories.

Remember Bournemouth away that 82 season.., the pub by the Station got trashed, then lots of cars and shops damaged in the way to Dean Court. There was fighting in the car park afterwards and in the night..
We lost 3-1, Trevor Lee scored who later played for us..was the days of the Phantom whistler

Remember Bournemouth away that 82 season.., the pub by the Station got trashed, then lots of cars and shops damaged in the way to Dean Court. There was fighting in the car park afterwards and in the night..
We lost 3-1, Trevor Lee scored who later played for us..was the days of the Phantom whistler

I remember the fighting in the car park all too well. I was with 2 mates and a handful of other city fans who’d parked in the car park - not sure where the coaches were.
Anyway. About 5-6 Bournemouth fans came up to our car and started laying into us. We took a bit of a thumping but did our nest and we thought we were superheroes when we found all of them suddenly backed off and started running. We gleefully shouted abuse at them only to find around 100 city fans run past us giving the local lads a chase.
Loved that season.

Yes, a great season. There was one Bournemouth fan who stayed, mean looking guy about 55.. he wasn’t moving..
Think that season Frankie and his team would occupy early doors,, remember it at Oxford and Eastville

Yes, a great season. There was one Bournemouth fan who stayed, mean looking guy about 55.. he wasn’t moving..
Think that season Frankie and his team would occupy early doors,, remember it at Oxford and Eastville

At Oxford he and a few of his mates (about 5 in total) were led around the pitch back into our end. I’m pretty sure that Frankie had lost his shoe in the fracas.

Yes, a great season. There was one Bournemouth fan who stayed, mean looking guy about 55.. he wasn’t moving..
Think that season Frankie and his team would occupy early doors,, remember it at Oxford and Eastville

I wonder if it was one of the guys who got stuck into us - he was quite old - I remember he had a short sheepskin jacket on. I remember it well as he had me in a headlock at one stage.

Edgar Street ...my first away game , the day after my 15th birthday.

2-2 draw and Robin Friday got sent off !

Yes, a great season. There was one Bournemouth fan who stayed, mean looking guy about 55.. he wasn’t moving..
Think that season Frankie and his team would occupy early doors,, remember it at Oxford and Eastville

Yes, fair play to him, he stood while all his mates legged it, in the end he had to run due to numbers.

At Oxford, when Frankie and a few others got escorted out of their end by the side of the pitch, the chant went up-'We all agree, Frankie is harder than Oxford' Happy days.

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Yes, a great season. There was one Bournemouth fan who stayed, mean looking guy about 55.. he wasn’t moving..
Think that season Frankie and his team would occupy early doors,, remember it at Oxford and Eastville

I wonder if it was one of the guys who got stuck into us - he was quite old - I remember he had a short sheepskin jacket on. I remember it well as he had me in a headlock at one stage.

Could be the same geezer. Headlock ha ha..

Yes, a great season. There was one Bournemouth fan who stayed, mean looking guy about 55.. he wasn’t moving..
Think that season Frankie and his team would occupy early doors,, remember it at Oxford and Eastville

Yes, fair play to him, he stood while all his mates legged it, in the end he had to run due to numbers.

At Oxford, when Frankie and a few others got escorted out of their end by the side of the pitch, the chant went up-'We all agree, Frankie is harder than Oxford' Happy days.

Ha ha.. great memories following the city

Southend FA Cup Jan /Feb 1976.
Aged only 8 The FA Cup was massive then and we took a load up there.The day started with my father abandoning the car by Porth Hospital due to the snow. We walked the rest to the pick up point in Porth.Think we went up on the Bebbs bus.
Don't remember much of the trip but I'm sure we passed the houses of parliament.
Remember Tony Evans putting us one up.The home team equalised and with 5 mins to go Bill Irwin having a lapse in concentration and conceding again. That's when all the fun and games started.

35,000 ? You're having a laugh if you think there was anywhere near that number on that night. Those were the days of 2 for the club & 1 for me at the turnstiles.

My first away was either at Hereford or Luton around that time, can't remember which one though.

He's not having a laugh because we did!
And i was one of them too.

You might want to try rereading what I wrote, 35,000 was the official figure & I'm saying there were way more than that squeezed in, I could hardly breathe at times.

Correct but you sounded like you meant the other way. And I wuz there too.

Yes, it did come across like that (less not more) and I was there, too; ironically, my first as a season ticket holder

Hereford were our promotion rivals that season and we beat them 2-0 with second half goals from Doug Livermore and Alan Campbell (one of my all-time favourites), although they beat us to the title in the end!

The season started slowly with a (now legendary) lethargic fan base seeing crowds hover between 5,000 and 9,000 for most of the season. However, with the final home game of the season ironically being against our 'top of the table' rivals, the Ninian Park crowd suddenly exploded, as people wanted a piece of the first relative 'success' since the Toshack era

Looking back, that was a great Cardiff City team (regardless of the Divisions we were in) and they could play!

Days that helped shape a love and excitement for the club that still exists today

I remember going along Western Avenue at about 5.30 pm when all their coaches were coming in and having through the window banter with several of their fans. We only just got in the ground in time for kick off and I don't think I ever saw more people in NP. What a great game it was too. My first away game was the same season at Bury on the night we secured promotion with an Alston winner [still my favourite ever city player despite just one season with us]. We needed to win I think and needed Palace to lose or draw which they did against the mighty Chester City. My dad took me out of school to go and we walked straight in to their weed covered away end without anyone asking for payment and ended up on the pitch for the after match celebration when we knew we were promoted - what a great season that was with the best kits we ever had too

35,000 ? You're having a laugh if you think there was anywhere near that number on that night. Those were the days of 2 for the club & 1 for me at the turnstiles.

My first away was either at Hereford or Luton around that time, can't remember which one though.

He's not having a laugh because we did!
And i was one of them too.

You might want to try rereading what I wrote, 35,000 was the official figure & I'm saying there were way more than that squeezed in, I could hardly breathe at times.

Correct but you sounded like you meant the other way. And I wuz there too.

Yes, it did come across like that (less not more) and I was there, too; ironically, my first as a season ticket holder

Hereford were our promotion rivals that season and we beat them 2-0 with second half goals from Doug Livermore and Alan Campbell (one of my all-time favourites), although they beat us to the title in the end!

The season started slowly with a (now legendary) lethargic fan base seeing crowds hover between 5,000 and 9,000 for most of the season. However, with the final home game of the season ironically being against our 'top of the table' rivals, the Ninian Park crowd suddenly exploded, as people wanted a piece of the first relative 'success' since the Toshack era

Looking back, that was a great Cardiff City team (regardless of the Divisions we were in) and they could play!

Days that helped shape a love and excitement for the club that still exists today

I remember going along Western Avenue at about 5.30 pm when all their coaches were coming in and having through the window banter with several of their fans. We only just got in the ground in time for kick off and I don't think I ever saw more people in NP. What a great game it was too. My first away game was the same season at Bury on the night we secured promotion with an Alston winner [still my favourite ever city player despite just one season with us]. We needed to win I think and needed Palace to lose or draw which they did against the mighty Chester City. My dad took me out of school to go and we walked straight in to their weed covered away end without anyone asking for payment and ended up on the pitch for the after match celebration when we knew we were promoted - what a great season that was with the best kits we ever had too

I was 14 and remember having that top for Xmas. Think I kept it on for a month!!

Bristol Rovers away late 70s , took 2 football specials I recall.

I remember that rovers game. Our lot were on the first special and the carriages were never ending. We bounced into onto the flatform with a hearty were gonna wreck your f*cking town again. Only we weren't. Following a previous mad day at Bristol City with over 100 cardiff lads arrested. Not today. The amount of police there some in what seemed like armoured cars for 2 lowly divisioned sides was astonishing. I think it was a cup game and seem to recall unsurprisingly we lost. What stuck in my memory was a vile wurzel copper re erasing his horse into a black cardiff lad with glasses bellowing out in that beautiful West Country twang that if the was one thing he hated more than a taff was a taff n.....

There was always trouble at Bristol...First time I went was Eastville in 83.. got off at Temple Meads with about 15 Bristol City fans waiting. Someone shouted ‘Aberfan’, and that was it, they legged it but about 3 were caught and slapped. Got to Eastville and a fight broke out under the motorway, ended up with a Rovers fan out cold..

There was fighting on the side of the pitch that game as well from the stand on the side..sadly, that was the game Hemmerman was injured and never really recovered. Afterwards, our lot tried to turn over one of those Black Mariahs... Neil Slatter was playing for them, as well as squeaky Ball..

There was always trouble at Bristol...First time I went was Eastville in 83.. got off at Temple Meads with about 15 Bristol City fans waiting. Someone shouted ‘Aberfan’, and that was it, they legged it but about 3 were caught and slapped. Got to Eastville and a fight broke out under the motorway, ended up with a Rovers fan out cold..

There was fighting on the side of the pitch that game as well from the stand on the side..sadly, that was the game Hemmerman was injured and never really recovered. Afterwards, our lot tried to turn over one of those Black Mariahs... Neil Slatter was playing for them, as well as squeaky Ball..

That was a mental day. Spent most of game avoiding golf balls being slung from the right.