RyanioBirdio
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After fighting with immense strength and bravery for longer than I care to imagine, last Thursday my brother Chris finally lost his battle with leukaemia. He passed away in our parents’ home with his family present, aged 46.
Chris became an Oxford fan after my family moved to Kidlington from Ayrshire in 1984, just in time to enjoy the club’s most successful period. He and my dad were at Wembley in 1986 alongside so many others, and in 1993 he would take me to my first game at The Manor, after I threatened to do a wee on the carpet if I didn’t get to go with him. A tactic I continue to utilise in my business life to this day.
A regular on the London Road (left side) until the move away in 2001, he reconnected with the club after I began working in the media department and became a season ticket holder once more in the dark days of the Conference, along with our brother Nick. Chris was a regular attendee of away games in more recent years, particularly enjoying any trip remotely near the north west as it gave him an excuse to push for an overnighter in Lytham St Anne’s, home to his childhood best friend and OUFC exile, Dave.
Due to Covid and the timing of his subsequent diagnosis, coupled with his bitterly long and gruelling treatment, he witnessed what would be his final Oxford game in January of 2020, alongside both Nick and myself, away to Newcastle.
He will be missed.
Chris became an Oxford fan after my family moved to Kidlington from Ayrshire in 1984, just in time to enjoy the club’s most successful period. He and my dad were at Wembley in 1986 alongside so many others, and in 1993 he would take me to my first game at The Manor, after I threatened to do a wee on the carpet if I didn’t get to go with him. A tactic I continue to utilise in my business life to this day.
A regular on the London Road (left side) until the move away in 2001, he reconnected with the club after I began working in the media department and became a season ticket holder once more in the dark days of the Conference, along with our brother Nick. Chris was a regular attendee of away games in more recent years, particularly enjoying any trip remotely near the north west as it gave him an excuse to push for an overnighter in Lytham St Anne’s, home to his childhood best friend and OUFC exile, Dave.
Due to Covid and the timing of his subsequent diagnosis, coupled with his bitterly long and gruelling treatment, he witnessed what would be his final Oxford game in January of 2020, alongside both Nick and myself, away to Newcastle.
He will be missed.