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Time for a new memory. This time in the year of the Ox!
I never knew it rained until years after when someone mentioned it, yet I have pretty decent memories of the match despite being a combination of very drunk, very nervous/ecstatic for about 2/3 days, one of the best experiences of my life.
My favourite Oxford goal, ahead of Joey vs Blackpool and Hylton vs Notts County. Though there have been some great ones this season.I watched the match again today, still love the moment Alfie Potter scorrd the 3rd goal.
To be fair, they've only got little legs.But how bloody long did it take Alfie and little Sam to run the length of the field to put that in....felt like about three hours
That’s deep man gosh I got goosebumps reading that I’m happy for you that that day has so many positives fair playI was 15 at the time and suffering badly with depression. I think my family were all surprised when reclusive, moody teenager me asked to go to the game with them. Pretty sure we arrived at Wembley by like 10am and were waiting around outside for several hours which did my nerves no favours. Dropped a nearly full drink on the floor when the first goal went in. When the third went in it was like a huge weight was lifted - not just on OUFC but on life. For the first time in months I was genuinely, truly full of happiness and that feeling lasted for weeks in what was the darkest period of my personal life.
I had attempted suicide 3 times in the 6 months before the final. It didn't happen again after. That game didn't just save OUFC - it may well have saved me too.
Sorry to get so heavy on a Monday morning, that win means more to me than any other OUFC game.
I was 15 at the time and suffering badly with depression. I think my family were all surprised when reclusive, moody teenager me asked to go to the game with them. Pretty sure we arrived at Wembley by like 10am and were waiting around outside for several hours which did my nerves no favours. Dropped a nearly full drink on the floor when the first goal went in. When the third went in it was like a huge weight was lifted - not just on OUFC but on life. For the first time in months I was genuinely, truly full of happiness and that feeling lasted for weeks in what was the darkest period of my personal life.
I had attempted suicide 3 times in the 6 months before the final. It didn't happen again after. That game didn't just save OUFC - it may well have saved me too.
Sorry to get so heavy on a Monday morning, that win means more to me than any other OUFC game.
I’m glad you decided to go. Massive day for you.I was 15 at the time and suffering badly with depression. I think my family were all surprised when reclusive, moody teenager me asked to go to the game with them. Pretty sure we arrived at Wembley by like 10am and were waiting around outside for several hours which did my nerves no favours. Dropped a nearly full drink on the floor when the first goal went in. When the third went in it was like a huge weight was lifted - not just on OUFC but on life. For the first time in months I was genuinely, truly full of happiness and that feeling lasted for weeks in what was the darkest period of my personal life.
I had attempted suicide 3 times in the 6 months before the final. It didn't happen again after. That game didn't just save OUFC - it may well have saved me too.
Sorry to get so heavy on a Monday morning, that win means more to me than any other OUFC game.
Pretty similar to Jeremy CharlesI did, the years have somewhat rotted my memory but I don't recall there being a 'single moment' to compare with that 3rd goal vs York...
I missed the Wycombe promotion game cos I was on honeymoon, I didn't dare suggest rearranging it. It was fine though, I felt I'd been there for every other home game and the work was done.I rearranged my wedding that was scheduled for the same weekend as that game.
11 years on and my wife still regularly reminds me about it.
I was 15 at the time and suffering badly with depression. I think my family were all surprised when reclusive, moody teenager me asked to go to the game with them. Pretty sure we arrived at Wembley by like 10am and were waiting around outside for several hours which did my nerves no favours. Dropped a nearly full drink on the floor when the first goal went in. When the third went in it was like a huge weight was lifted - not just on OUFC but on life. For the first time in months I was genuinely, truly full of happiness and that feeling lasted for weeks in what was the darkest period of my personal life.
I had attempted suicide 3 times in the 6 months before the final. It didn't happen again after. That game didn't just save OUFC - it may well have saved me too.
Sorry to get so heavy on a Monday morning, that win means more to me than any other OUFC game.
The best day of my life supporting the mighty yellows
Wish I could have not noticed it was not raining. The still slightly shiny reasonably new Wembley roof had a leak right over my seat.My liver might well have recovered by now.
What a weekend.
Barely noticed it was raining!!
As a fan `86 edges it..... first Wembley trip & all that, but for reigniting the Club & that "moment" then the play off final is on a par.
Oxford United are back in the football league!
2015/16, squire.Although I was there for both the 95/96 and 2014/2015 promotion seasons
That goal has a similar effect on me too, I thought it was the play-off final not a semiAgreed.
Although I was there for both the 95/96 and 2014/2015 promotion seasons, and the milk cup was (Sod’s law) one season before I started going regularly, after soooo many years of hurt, the promotion back into the football league was my most amazing moment as in Oxford United fan.
I still get it up on YouTube to this day, just to reminisce!