Wigan Warriors • Re: Favourite Moment Following Wigan
I've not googled to verify match details but I'm sure Rouges will correct me if I'm miles off
Hilton Park, Leigh
2nd Challenge Cup tie 1968
Capacity all ticket crowd (I'm pretty sure it was AT)
My first ever away game aged 10
None of my brothers would take me to the match so me mam asked a neighbour if I could go with her.
Mrs Seddon was a good neighbour, particularly if you played rugby outside of her house as she would gladly let you play there all day unlike some neighbours would would literally "pop" your ball if it went near their house
Mrs Seddon got the tickets and booked the coach. She was Wigan through and through and nobody but nobody could even suggest if we played badly or were a bad team. If they did god help them. (I'd be in trouble with some my recent postings!!)
On match day (could only have been on a Saturday I'm sure) me mam put me some butties for the long journey and Mrs Seddon had her 20 Park Drive, a "bottle" in her handbag and her brolly incase it rained.
Got on the coach at The Halfway House and the young lads at the back were singing away. We were off to Leyth a place I'd never really heard of and me dad confused by telling me that Leyth played in Red & White hoops. No one else can play in Red & White hoops I thought no one else but us! Mrs S soon put me straight by correcting me that we played in Cherry & White not a shoitie Red & White.
Don't remember the journey but I'm pretty sure Mrs S would have been telling what dirty gets Leigh were and we'd have to sort them out.
Don't remember much about the game either other than I could sort of feel the atmosphere and the game was a close tense game. Pretty sure fights broke out with regularity on the pitch and pretty soon one was going to breakout on the terraces.
Mrs Seddon got into an argument with a Leyth fan over a "dirty" tackle. Can't remember which player did what to who but this guy and Mrs Seddon were going at it hammer and tongue.
After several minutes of screaming at each other the guy pushed Mrs S away.
She reacted by repeatedly hitting him over the head with her brolly and quite literally beat him to the floor. All the fans nearby were roaring her on (obviously we must have been in the Wigan end) and after a while he was shouting for help.
The Wigan crowd were laughing and basically taking the urine out of the Leyether. From seemingly nowhere a copper came into the crowd moved Mrs S out of the way and picked the guy up.
Some commotion went on and after a while the copper escorted the Leyther away and the Wigan crowd were shouting and singing and cheering Mrs S.
Don't really remember much about the game but we won. 8v4 I think. I don't remember who scored and I don't remember much about the game but I knew I loved it.
I was hooked. We won. I was sure we would win every match and every away game was going to be at full to capacity. We were unbeatable and I was a supporter of the greatest rugby team in the world.
Coming off the ground Mrs S had obviously become a bit of a celebrity and loads of people were shouting their support to her and as we were all walking off the ground roaring with laughter.
When we got on the coach everybody started cheering when we got on. Obviously word had got around and people had been waiting for Mrs S to get back to the coach. Her facing was beaming.
She had a lovely smile, particularly when we won. Nowt as nast when we lost. Wonder where I got that from?
From that day my love for the game and club just zoomed.
Hilton Park, Leigh
2nd Challenge Cup tie 1968
Capacity all ticket crowd (I'm pretty sure it was AT)
My first ever away game aged 10
None of my brothers would take me to the match so me mam asked a neighbour if I could go with her.
Mrs Seddon was a good neighbour, particularly if you played rugby outside of her house as she would gladly let you play there all day unlike some neighbours would would literally "pop" your ball if it went near their house
Mrs Seddon got the tickets and booked the coach. She was Wigan through and through and nobody but nobody could even suggest if we played badly or were a bad team. If they did god help them. (I'd be in trouble with some my recent postings!!)
On match day (could only have been on a Saturday I'm sure) me mam put me some butties for the long journey and Mrs Seddon had her 20 Park Drive, a "bottle" in her handbag and her brolly incase it rained.
Got on the coach at The Halfway House and the young lads at the back were singing away. We were off to Leyth a place I'd never really heard of and me dad confused by telling me that Leyth played in Red & White hoops. No one else can play in Red & White hoops I thought no one else but us! Mrs S soon put me straight by correcting me that we played in Cherry & White not a shoitie Red & White.
Don't remember the journey but I'm pretty sure Mrs S would have been telling what dirty gets Leigh were and we'd have to sort them out.
Don't remember much about the game either other than I could sort of feel the atmosphere and the game was a close tense game. Pretty sure fights broke out with regularity on the pitch and pretty soon one was going to breakout on the terraces.
Mrs Seddon got into an argument with a Leyth fan over a "dirty" tackle. Can't remember which player did what to who but this guy and Mrs Seddon were going at it hammer and tongue.
After several minutes of screaming at each other the guy pushed Mrs S away.
She reacted by repeatedly hitting him over the head with her brolly and quite literally beat him to the floor. All the fans nearby were roaring her on (obviously we must have been in the Wigan end) and after a while he was shouting for help.
The Wigan crowd were laughing and basically taking the urine out of the Leyether. From seemingly nowhere a copper came into the crowd moved Mrs S out of the way and picked the guy up.
Some commotion went on and after a while the copper escorted the Leyther away and the Wigan crowd were shouting and singing and cheering Mrs S.
Don't really remember much about the game but we won. 8v4 I think. I don't remember who scored and I don't remember much about the game but I knew I loved it.
I was hooked. We won. I was sure we would win every match and every away game was going to be at full to capacity. We were unbeatable and I was a supporter of the greatest rugby team in the world.
Coming off the ground Mrs S had obviously become a bit of a celebrity and loads of people were shouting their support to her and as we were all walking off the ground roaring with laughter.
When we got on the coach everybody started cheering when we got on. Obviously word had got around and people had been waiting for Mrs S to get back to the coach. Her facing was beaming.
She had a lovely smile, particularly when we won. Nowt as nast when we lost. Wonder where I got that from?
From that day my love for the game and club just zoomed.
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