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Chelsea v Liverpool in april '00, 2-0 for us with Weah and Di Matteo.

There was a lot of Chelsea on the italian telly and papers since the mid '90s (thanks to Zola and the other boys of course) and thanks to my english part of the family which was totally royal blue, I always saw CFC as my team. I remember watching the CWC final in my living room and the screams of the commentators about Zola scoring the winner about 10 seconds after the substitution.

So then I was in London with my family for my grandparents wedding anniversary if memory serves me right, and my uncle went up like "I've got 2 spare tickets for the Bridge tomorrow" and stuff, and me and my brother were in heaven.

Thing is the day after he never showed up! Hangover I guess...He just told us on the phone "Take the district line to Earls Court, go to X road and knock the door at number Y, he's got the ticket". I was 12 and my brother 16, from a foreign country and now in the big city of London on our own, great parenting eh...we didn't care that much anyway.

We found the place thanks to my brother which is great in those things (I could get lost in my own garden) and met this fella. Can't remember his name or face, he was a nice bloke though and led us to a great game.

The sight of the green SB field, and all the people singing and shouting was like a punch in the face. I was literally drunk for 90+ minutes, spending all the time looking at the stands instead of the pitch.

The second one was even better, v Arsenal in 2001 with my uncle and cousin, shed upper. All the gooners were in the east stand which was still under rebuild I think.

Final result was 1-1 Henry and Hasselbaink. Fell in love forever with the sight of Jimmy Floyd scoring the penalty and the MHL going nuts.

At the end of the game my cousin gave me 10 programmes, the Chelsea-Barca CL ticket of the 99-00 season and the home kit with Gullit 4 on the back. What a day!

I'm so pathetically romantic about football...

 
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My first Chelsea game was away to Portsmouth who were my local club when I was growing up (these days I live just down the road from Brighton's Amex stadium). it was an evening midweek game and would have been around 1975. I was taken by my next door neighbour who was a Pompey fan and we stood in the lower terrace of the south Stand. The game ended in a draw and I remember our keeper making a fantastic full stretch save at one point. After the game we walked down Fratton Road and I remember being pulled out of the way by my neighbour as what seemed like hundreds of Chelsea fans ran past intent on mayhem .

My first game at the Bridge was also a night game against Pompey and I think we beat them 2-0. I went on my own and sat in the East Stand but after that I vowed that from then on I would stand in the Shed

 
CunningStunt said:
Vs Norwich. First game of the 94/95 Season (I think). We won 2-0 with two good goals from Frank Sinclair and Paul Furlong.
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Pretty sure I was at that one. Seem to recall David Rocastle made his debut and made a bicycle kick clearance from the edge of our box. A lovely sunny day as usual for the opening weekend.

Probably posted before in here but for me, April 83 versus Rotherham United. 1-1 in front of 8'000ish and a Clive Walker goal.

 
I'm not sure if i posted in this topic earlier, but i cannot recall, so i'll add mine, too. :)

So i've been only once to the Bridge. 2010, november 4th. Chelsea - Sunderland 0 : 3. Nuff' said. :(

 
My first game was early in the season 1968 v Spurs. I was 8 years old and went with my mate Rob, my late Dad and his mate Fred (who I recall was a Fulham fan). We sat in the West Stand benches about half down from the shed end. Don't remember too much about the game other than the score (2-2), and the fact that Jimmy Greaves scored for the y*ds. My Dad loved Greaves; was gutted when he left Chelsea, even more gutted when he joind Spurs on coming home from Italy, and gutted that he missed the World Cup final. I remember him rabbitting on about how it broke his heart to see him playing in white.

I do remember my two favourites, Osgood (who scored) and Bobby Tambling playing (I had a pair of Bobby Tambling football boots). The team was probably not a million miles from the one that lifted the cup in 1970 - would have been a match for any of our teams through the years.

I have probably got the match programme in a box in the loft, will have to have a hunt around. Happy days...

 
My First Chelsea match was the home game against Norwich City in the Anglo Scottish Cup August 1975, and I still got the matchday programme.

 
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My first Chelsea match was in 1999 against Everton, I was only four or five years old and remember sitting on my aunt's shoulders the whole game and remember bursting into tears when Everton equalised. Finished, 1-1.

 
My first Chelsea match was in October 1972 against Newcastle Utd. My father was originally from the north east and was an avid supporter of the Geordies but I chose at an early age to follow the team my mother supported, namely Chelsea. My father had already taken myself and my younger brother ( who became a Newcastle fanatic) to see the black and whites twice, once at Southampton and memorably in 1971 to St James Park to watch Malcolm Mcdonald's debut against the Scousers. Also I had been a number of times to watch my local team Reading play at Elm Park.

I remember being very excited to finally be going to the Bridge to see the Pensioners. I think we must have travelled by car from where we lived near Basingstoke but my memory is very hazy about that. We stood on the North stand terraces amongst the few Newcastle fans that were there. Of the match I remember little, only that it ended in a 1-1 draw. I can remember spending most of the game looking about me in awe of the huge ground and ( to an inexperienced sixteen year old) the large noisy crowd. I also remember that only three sides of the ground were occupied by spectators, as the old east stand had been demolished and was a pile of rubble. I know that I came away from the match vowing to return as soon as possible, I had been hooked by Chelsea and Stamford Bridge!

I apologise for not recalling more but the old memory cells are not what they used to be!

 
My first match was v spuds away 67/68....My first home match was v man city 68/69...It was either 2 or 3 nil to us. At the Bridge and being of young age i was immediately taken by the shed atmosphere, the smell of the Bovril, the pies and the whole ambeance of the area...I dont feel the same way now and that is why nostalgia is always present for all things Blue from late 60s to 90s....After that we have found success on field but alas for me, disgruntlement with the way the seating has , in my opinion , destroyed what i loved...I still go obviously, but even after playing against Rottspurs or Spams, feel dissapointed for many reasons making my way home...I do like away matches as mostly it brings the fans into being as one .. ::ChELSeAFaN::

 
first game 1975 vs charlton we were 2-0 down got back to 2-2 when john dempsey fell on his arse and i think derek hales scored this bloke behind us starting giving dempsey all kind's of abuse and as a 9 year old i thought it was great cos i'd never heard anything like it before,went with me brother stood in the shed near the west stand

 
First time poster-seems like a decent place to start :-) My first match was away at Orient just after Christmas 1975. It was fairly eventful,and we went down 3-1 to a Laurie cunningham. I remember loving the blue kit with white stripe down the shorts, Maybank getting our consolation and there being a pitch invasion at one point.

My first trip to the Bridge was the following season against Southampton who had just won the cup, we won 3-1 with a crowd of 42000 which was nothing compared to my next home game the 2-0 V fulham with 55000 there. would love to see footage of those games.,

 
1971. I was Seven. The previous years FA Cup Final was still fresh in my memory and my dad took me to The Dell To see My Heroes play the mighty Southampton! We only had Black and White TV so the Colours were amazing. I remember seeing Charlie Cooke take a corner just a few feet from us kids, and I thought it was a dream, literally, I wasn't sure if it was real!

No goals but that night cemented one of my few lifetime loves!

 
1949. I was 5! No recollections at all. Loz's grandfather took me every fortnight; we lived in Fulham 20 mins walk to SB. No covered terraces only a tin roof at the shed end , the east stand and a small tatty version of the Matthew Harding.

Big highlights and memories are being behind the goal on the grass when Peter Sillett scored the penalty v Wolves( Billy Wright et al) Easter 1955 and Eric Parsons' double to clinch the title in last home game. Roy Bentley was the captain, the trophy was presented in the East stand with the minimum of razzamatazz. I remember the team and the day as clear as a starry night sky.

 
fillerywhereru said:
My first trip to the Bridge was the following season against Southampton who had just won the cup, we won 3-1 with a crowd of 42000 which was nothing compared to my next home game the 2-0 V fulham with 55000 there. would love to see footage of those games.,
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I remember that Southampton match. We were averaging around 27,000 that season, the Southampton game was nothing special and we always got in the ground early to watch the fighting but the crowd kept growing and growing until it was pretty packed. The papers the next day were saying crowds of this size belong to a team in the First Division.

 
Mike Carefree said:
Even the smells of everything in those days seem to be part of my nostalgia .
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Like a silent stinking fart in a packed Shed, or North Stand in Bluebeard's case (a result of pre-match keg beer, a hamburger with onions, probably cooked with re-heated oil from Fulham's home game the previous week from a stall on Fulham Road, Percy Dalton's peanuts from the bloke who walked around the front and then another burger from the tea bar probably cooked with re-heated oil from the last home game two weeks earlier), some dirty c**t dropped one, carried on watching the match and no-one ever knew who did it, with cries of " which smelly c**t did that, there's sh*t behind that one, etc " from all around and a sneaky grin from the culprit.

 
Oh yeah, even today the smell of fried onions immediately takes me back to Stamford Bridge!

The bogs above the Bovril entrance absolutely stunk of piss, not surprising considering it was normally ankle deep in there.

 
BlueBeard said:
Oh yeah, even today the smell of fried onions immediately takes me back to Stamford Bridge!

The bogs above the Bovril entrance absolutely stunk of piss, not surprising considering it was normally ankle deep in there.
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Ah the memories of football when growing up :biggrin:

 
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