Richie_d123
Well-Known Member
keith weller what a legend
i also remeber the league cup final against middlesboro we was watching at the pub and i was pissed and pissed off and couldnt watch anymore as we was loosing i went home which wasnt far from the pub walked in the door and heard a massive cheer switched the tv on and heskey had just equalised so i legged it over the pub to join in the celebrations then of course doin them over at hillsborough in the replay. good stuff i say
My favourite LCFC moment will always be sitting at the very back of the old Members Stand at Filbert Street with my dad, right in front of what constituted a Press Box and watching the most glorious, flawless, perfect City performance I will ever witness. It was a bright, balmy May evening. The sun was out as we drove up from London. We got stuck in traffic but who cared - we were happy, if a little nervous. We arrived at the ground later than we ever had done or have since. As we ascended the stairs the teams were on their way out. Our seats were perfect - right at the back of the stand, dead in line with the centre circle. As the sun shone down the game started and for the first twenty minutes our nervousness grew. Their big centre-forward (who we would later go on to hate when he played fore the scum, then like for a very brief spell and then become nonplussed to him once again) was causing us no end of problems... Then it all changed and what had started out like a good day turned out to be a magical evening... A scuffed corner from the right was turned in at the near post. Another one followed before half-time. In the second half the little Scottish magician on the wing (who was a million times better than his namesake who would later play for us, score the winner at the Walkers against Forest and then fade to nothing) terrorised every one of the opposition players. A seven foot giant up-front got on the scoresheet and a little fella affectionately known as 'Rooster' turned one in. As the sun disappeared and the evening drew in my father and I along with 20,000 others marvelled in our joy. As the final whistle blew the stadium erupted. Our long journey to footballing heaven (and a trip to the 'Big Smoke') was one step nearer. The players came out for one last hoorah and the single greatest day I will EVER experience as a Leicester City fan meandered to an end and faded into the most glorious memory that I will take to my grave...
I am of course talking about the Play-off Semi-Final Second-Leg in 1992 where the result was Leicester City 5-0 Cambridge Utd!!!
My favourite LCFC moment will always be sitting at the very back of the old Members Stand at Filbert Street with my dad, right in front of what constituted a Press Box and watching the most glorious, flawless, perfect City performance I will ever witness. It was a bright, balmy May evening. The sun was out as we drove up from London. We got stuck in traffic but who cared - we were happy, if a little nervous. We arrived at the ground later than we ever had done or have since. As we ascended the stairs the teams were on their way out. Our seats were perfect - right at the back of the stand, dead in line with the centre circle. As the sun shone down the game started and for the first twenty minutes our nervousness grew. Their big centre-forward (who we would later go on to hate when he played fore the scum, then like for a very brief spell and then become nonplussed to him once again) was causing us no end of problems... Then it all changed and what had started out like a good day turned out to be a magical evening... A scuffed corner from the right was turned in at the near post. Another one followed before half-time. In the second half the little Scottish magician on the wing (who was a million times better than his namesake who would later play for us, score the winner at the Walkers against Forest and then fade to nothing) terrorised every one of the opposition players. A seven foot giant up-front got on the scoresheet and a little fella affectionately known as 'Rooster' turned one in. As the sun disappeared and the evening drew in my father and I along with 20,000 others marvelled in our joy. As the final whistle blew the stadium erupted. Our long journey to footballing heaven (and a trip to the 'Big Smoke') was one step nearer. The players came out for one last hoorah and the single greatest day I will EVER experience as a Leicester City fan meandered to an end and faded into the most glorious memory that I will take to my grave...
I am of course talking about the Play-off Semi-Final Second-Leg in 1992 where the result was Leicester City 5-0 Cambridge Utd!!!
I once saw us win a game
I think
Or maybe I dreamt it
P | Pld | Pts | |
1 | Liverpool | 21 | 50 |
2 | Arsenal | 22 | 44 |
3 | Nottm F | 22 | 44 |
4 | Chelsea | 22 | 40 |
5 | Manchester C | 22 | 38 |
6 | Newcastle | 22 | 38 |
7 | Bournemouth | 22 | 37 |
8 | Aston Villa | 22 | 36 |
9 | Brighton | 22 | 34 |
10 | Fulham | 22 | 33 |
11 | Brentford | 22 | 28 |
12 | Palace | 22 | 27 |
13 | Manchester U | 22 | 26 |
14 | West Ham | 22 | 26 |
15 | Tottenham | 22 | 24 |
16 | Everton | 21 | 20 |
17 | Wolves | 22 | 16 |
18 | Ipswich | 22 | 16 |
19 | Leicester | 22 | 14 |
20 | Southampton | 22 | 6 |