pork pie fox
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How old are you, Micky?Well I grew up in rural Leicestershire (Vale of Belvoir). My dad and my mum's father were the big Leicester City influences in my life. I remember mum, grandma and sister going shopping in Leicester while dad, grandad and I went to watch the foxes. Early memories weren't great from a footballing point of view. I remember the Pleat out chants and languishing at the bottom of the table. Things did start to pick though as the Brian little era began and the tide started to turn. I didn't go to every game but I went to the majority of home matches. As a boy I remember being in the bath and listening to us hammer Cambridge 5-0 in the play-offs. I went ballistic and was perhaps close to a fatal electrocution (blame Neville Foulger)! I remember seeing us lose to Bristol City in the cup and getting Colin Gibson's autograph (which softened the blow). I recall us beating Leeds 4-3 when we were near the bottom of the table and they were on the way to becoming champions. We left that game early for fear of safety. Other memories include the trip to Wembley to see us lose to Blackburn and also the Wembley game against Palace (which I also attended). I still remember that goal so well and the celebration where I hugged my dad and felt as though nothing could get better!
Onto more recent times, the title winning season in the Premier league was and still is incredible (and the great escape was an incredible experience). I could still cry just thinking about the title win. I feel so lucky because out of all the clubs in the country, the impossible happened to us.
I have two children myself now and my little lad is just starting to show a real interest in football. He watched a full 45 minutes recently and the name Vardy rolls off his tongue when we are having a kick about in the garden. In fact he can name and recognise a good 5-10 players.
For the future I am not sure what I want or expect. All I do know is that I love Leicester.
Blue army!
(If you don’t mind me asking)