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Memory Lane FA Cup R1, Aylesbury United (A) - remember THAT game?!?

Memorable only because I jumped in with Ginge and crew in the back of a box van. Stumpy drove for a once in a lifetime experience!
 
I seem to recall Aylesbury played against a pretty much full strength England before either Euro88 or Italia 90 to christen what was then, their "new" stadium.
 
I was at uni in those days. I came home for the weekend to go to the game with my dad. He didn't tell me until I got home that we were invited into the directors' box and that I had to dress smart. I literally had no smart clothes so ended up wearing a pair of jeans, a blue cotton shirt and a pink tie, which was the only tie I owned that was in Southend.

We turned up about 20 minutes late as we were caught in the worst traffic imaginable on the A41, which was a single lane road.

After the match we could hear the Aylesbury players celebrating in their changing room. I hated every minute of it, not least because I was self conscious about how I was dressed. The result was the just icing (or should I say ****) on the cake.

I so wish I hadn't have bothered.
 
I was at uni in those days. I came home for the weekend to go to the game with my dad. He didn't tell me until I got home that we were invited into the directors' box and that I had to dress smart. I literally had no smart clothes so ended up wearing a pair of jeans, a blue cotton shirt and a pink tie, which was the only tie I owned that was in Southend.

We turned up about 20 minutes late as we were caught in the worst traffic imaginable on the A41, which was a single lane road.

After the match we could hear the Aylesbury players celebrating in their changing room. I hated every minute of it, not least because I was self conscious about how I was dressed. The result was the just icing (or should I say ****) on the cake.

I so wish I hadn't have bothered.
A disastrous day for you,the tie sounds horrendous.
 
My mate Richard went up on the old Paul Holland coaches - I gave this one a swerve as it had banana skin written all over it.

Still give my hero David Crown a ribbing about it to this day!
 
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