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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2019 20:03:03 GMT 1
I have noticed alot of town fans seem to live outside the Shrewsbury area.I wondered if like me,anyone who wasnt from the Shrewsbury area,had any interesting stories of how shrewsbury town fc enticed you in.
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Post by silverdaleshrew on May 17, 2019 20:29:02 GMT 1
Well this is as good as place for a maiden post.i came to support Salop in early 79. I grew up in Newcastle Staffs with no link to Salop whatsoever. At the age of 6 I became obsessed with football as many kids do at that age reliant on my weekly copy of Shoot and reading the results in the Sunday Express(cough!).Sadly in December 1978 whilst I was still 6y/o my father died and my mum, probably feeling for me let me start watching MOTD pretty much straight after my father's passing. One of the first weeks that I watched it was the famous Cup tie v Man Citeh. Well I fell in love with the strip and thought no one else at school supports this team, I'll follow them (I also fell in love with Everton but that's another story).I had no idea where Shrewsbury was but loved the look of the ground with all those fans breathing down Paul Maguires neck as he swung the corner in for Sammy Chapmans goal.my first visit to GM was in spring 84 to watch Salop v Newcastle and it was a wonderful experience. I had more excitement visiting GM than my first trip to Wembley. I've had some happy times following Salop and despite not been a local lad or ever living in the county I still feel I belong and I made the right choice as a 6 y/o despite the non ending extraction of urine that I've endured this past 40 yrs. I'm fortunate that the club I chose to support was only 33 miles from home, I could have Carlisle or Plymouth!! Greetings to you one n all, Jim
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2019 20:51:26 GMT 1
Great post jim.full of emotion and humor.post more on here pall.
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Post by suttonshrew on May 17, 2019 21:09:46 GMT 1
simple..... Tony Kelly getting sent off for head butting someone in the centre circle at the meadow!!
At that point I was hooked!!
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2019 21:27:31 GMT 1
simple..... Tony Kelly getting sent off for head butting someone in the centre circle at the meadow!! At that point I was hooked!! Think that's the tony Kelly who Bolton fans used to call zico.
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Post by cheggersdrinkspop on May 17, 2019 21:48:30 GMT 1
Wish I had a story to match Jim's (fellow Staffordian) but very simple for me,grew up just outside Shrewsbury in a village with strong affiliation with the club and 2 brothers who followed town. So straightforward love affair from an age of 13 or 14 when I saw my first game against Halifax at home in 1974 I think.
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Post by Stavvy on May 17, 2019 21:55:45 GMT 1
I grew up in Ellesmere and started going in 1981. My Dad was a steward on the riverside at the time and as my mum worked at weekends I used to go with him and sit by the side of the pitch. Kind of fell into supporting Salop but I've been so lucky to still follow our great club.
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Post by salop27 on May 17, 2019 22:18:06 GMT 1
My dad and then good friends. Who despite not seeing much anymore due to life, work,kids etc are still my good friends.
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Post by philharvey on May 17, 2019 22:29:58 GMT 1
When I was a youngster my father used to say after they got beat, ahh that's it not bothering no more, following week he would say how did the town get on, that's pretty much me now, living in Cornwall I still follow Salop and every week I follow the game on Shropshire star live, hate it when they are losing, but still follow after 61 years of trouble and strife, Salop forever.
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2019 22:42:48 GMT 1
When I was a youngster my father used to say after they got beat, ahh that's it not bothering no more, following week he would say how did the town get on, that's pretty much me now, living in Cornwall I still follow Salop and every week I follow the game on Shropshire star live, hate it when they are losing, but still follow after 61 years of trouble and strife, Salop forever. Was your father from shrewsbury?
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Post by Chief Inspector Swan on May 18, 2019 4:10:10 GMT 1
DON’T DILUTE THE BLOODLINES IN MY OPINION
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2019 8:40:44 GMT 1
DON’T DILUTE THE BLOODLINES IN MY OPINION That stupid comment i made definitely seems to have upset you inspector swan.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2019 10:33:15 GMT 1
DON’T DILUTE THE BLOODLINES IN MY OPINION A really interesting thread and then you get the post above 😕
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Post by philharvey on May 18, 2019 10:54:22 GMT 1
When I was a youngster my father used to say after they got beat, ahh that's it not bothering no more, following week he would say how did the town get on, that's pretty much me now, living in Cornwall I still follow Salop and every week I follow the game on Shropshire star live, hate it when they are losing, but still follow after 61 years of trouble and strife, Salop forever. Was your father from shrewsbury?
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Post by Chief Inspector Swan on May 18, 2019 11:06:33 GMT 1
DON’T DILUTE THE BLOODLINES IN MY OPINION That stupid comment i made definitely seems to have upset you inspector swan. “upset”
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Post by martinshrew on May 18, 2019 11:07:10 GMT 1
DON’T DILUTE THE BLOODLINES IN MY OPINION A really interesting thread and then you get the post above 😕 Same with every thread, strange individual is Andy.
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Post by Chief Inspector Swan on May 18, 2019 11:09:29 GMT 1
“individual”
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Post by ssshrew on May 18, 2019 11:53:43 GMT 1
I live in Shropshire. Shrewsbury is in Shropshire. The fans are in the great majority fantastic and friendly. What’s not to support?
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2019 12:32:11 GMT 1
I was born and bred in Tywyn on the Cardigan Bay coast.
When I was a teenager back in the 70s I found out that a number of my classmates had started to travel on the train to watch the Town play and so I tagged along. At the time Wrexham were on the up but to get to Wrexham by train of course meant a longer journey changing at Shrewsbury so we decided, what the heck we'll stick with Shrewsbury.
Some folk back home couldn't understand why we followed an English club and not Wrexham but we didn't care!
That was some 45 years ago.
Like all other Town fans I've enjoyed the highs and lows but I wouldn't swap all the experiences of following the Town for all the tea in China. If I have one regret it is that we had to leave the GM. I still miss the nostalgia of the old ground.
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Post by northwestman on May 18, 2019 14:56:11 GMT 1
I was at St George's Primary School, now sadly demolished, when Colin Whitaker visited us.
The year afterwards, my family moved to West Hagley in the Midlands. Nevertheless, I still visited Shrewsbury Station for train spotting purposes in the days of the old steam locomotives.
The train I caught to Shrewsbury started at Wolverhampton (where trolley buses were running outside), and stopped at 'Wellington' (no Telford in those days) before arriving at Shrewsbury. The return trip gave me the opportunity to buy an Express and Star or Sports Argus Pink 'Un outside Wolverhampton station, whilst my bus change at Stourbridge gave me the time to consume Silver Hake, Chips and Scallops from Chris Roebottom's, a top grade chippy!
I can remember the Cambrian Coast Express changing engines at Shrewsbury because the Kings and Castles were too heavy to run on the line to Wales. Almost invariably, this train was then fronted by 'Bradley Manor' which can now be found running on the Severn Valley Railway.
Anyway, I was on the end of the platform one Saturday afternoon when I heard the sound of the crowd coming from the Gay Meadow. I remembered the visit of Colin Whitaker, and resolved to go to the next Saturday match.
I ended up at the Wakeman end and had 1st hand experience of viewing an Arthur Rowley goal. That was nearly 60 years ago and I've been hooked ever since. Even though I've subsequently lived in various places in the UK, I've managed to see the vast majority of home games and quite a few away games too.
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Post by northwestman on May 18, 2019 15:02:15 GMT 1
Oh, and I was born in Edgbaston, so definitely not a Salopian by birth.
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Post by Chief Inspector Swan on May 18, 2019 15:02:54 GMT 1
I was at St George's Primary School, now sadly demolished, when Colin Whitaker visited us. The year afterwards, my family moved to West Hagley in the Midlands. Nevertheless, I still visited Shrewsbury Station for train spotting purposes in the days of the old steam locomotives. The train I caught to Shrewsbury started at Wolverhampton (where trolley buses were running outside), and stopped at 'Wellington' (no Telford in those days) before arriving at Shrewsbury. The return trip gave me the opportunity to buy an Express and Star or Sports Argus Pink 'Un outside Wolverhampton station, whilst my bus change at Stourbridge gave me the time to consume Silver Hake, Chips and Scallops from Chris Roebottom's, a top grade chippy! I can remember the Cambrian Coast Express changing engines at Shrewsbury because the Kings and Castles were too heavy to run on the line to Wales. Almost invariably, this train was then fronted by 'Bradley Manor' which can now be found running on the Severn Valley Railway. Anyway, I was on the end of the platform one Saturday afternoon when I heard the sound of the crowd coming from the Gay Meadow. I remembered the visit of Colin Whitaker, and resolved to go to the next Saturday match. I ended up at the Wakeman end and had 1st hand experience of viewing an Arthur Rowley goal. That was nearly 60 years ago and I've been hooked ever since. Even though I've subsequently lived in various places in the UK, I've managed to see the vast majority of home games and quite a few away games too. Good post. Who was your favourite teacher at St George’s? Also Roebottom is an unusual surname. I’ve seen Rowbothams in my time (indeed one played for Salop) but never a Roebottom.
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Post by northwestman on May 18, 2019 15:12:47 GMT 1
Good post. Who was your favourite teacher at St George’s? Also Roebottom is an usual surname. I’ve seen Rowbothams in my time (indeed one played for Salop) but never a Roebottom. Good question. It's a long time ago but I can remember a Mr Pitchford as he was a Shrewsbury Town supporter. Think he had some shares in the Club. The headmaster might have been called Mr Jones. I can also remember that, though a Primary School, St George's was divided into boys and girls. As for Chris Roebottom's, his name was definitely spelt that way. His was one of 3 excellent chippies on the same street, one of which was demolished to make way for the new ring road. Fish and chips wrapped in newspaper!
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Post by Chief Inspector Swan on May 18, 2019 15:13:57 GMT 1
Good post. Who was your favourite teacher at St George’s? Also Roebottom is an usual surname. I’ve seen Rowbothams in my time (indeed one played for Salop) but never a Roebottom. Good question. It's a long time ago but I can remember a Mr Pitchford as he was a Shrewsbury Town supporter. Think he had some shares in the Club. The headmaster might have been called Mr Jones. I can also remember that though a Primary School, St Georges was divided into boys and girls. As for Chris Roebottom's, his name was definitely spelt that way. His was one of 3 excellent chippies on the same street, one of which was demolished to make way for the new ring road. Fish and chips wrapped in newspaper! Quite, before the bleeding ‘health and safety brigade’ stole our country
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Post by northwestman on May 18, 2019 15:22:21 GMT 1
Quite, before the bleeding ‘health and safety brigade’ stole our country As usual it was a Health and Safety concern. Despite the fact nobody has ever died of fish-and-chip-paper-poisoning, at least not as far as I’m aware of, it was deemed unsafe in case the ink used for the newsprint came off on the food. I dare say that in order for this to be a problem you would have to eat fish and chips for breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper every day for every year of your life, and by then you’d die from your blood having slowly turned into a mixture of cooking oil and batter. What makes this concern even more ridiculous is that the food was generally never placed directly against the newspaper anyway. Normally the fish was placed onto a small sheet of greaseproof paper, and the chips placed in a white paper bag similar to those used for penny sweets. This was then wrapped in the newspaper, so hardly any of the food was actually in contact.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2019 15:42:34 GMT 1
Wish I had a story to match Jim's (fellow Staffordian) but very simple for me,grew up just outside Shrewsbury in a village with strong affiliation with the club and 2 brothers who followed town. So straightforward love affair from an age of 13 or 14 when I saw my first game against Halifax at home in 1974 I think. What village was that cheggers?
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Post by staffordshrew on May 18, 2019 16:09:16 GMT 1
Well this is as good as place for a maiden post.i came to support Salop in early 79. I grew up in Newcastle Staffs with no link to Salop whatsoever. At the age of 6 I became obsessed with football as many kids do at that age reliant on my weekly copy of Shoot and reading the results in the Sunday Express(cough!).Sadly in December 1978 whilst I was still 6y/o my father died and my mum, probably feeling for me let me start watching MOTD pretty much straight after my father's passing. One of the first weeks that I watched it was the famous Cup tie v Man Citeh. Well I fell in love with the strip and thought no one else at school supports this team, I'll follow them (I also fell in love with Everton but that's another story).I had no idea where Shrewsbury was but loved the look of the ground with all those fans breathing down Paul Maguires neck as he swung the corner in for Sammy Chapmans goal.my first visit to GM was in spring 84 to watch Salop v Newcastle and it was a wonderful experience. I had more excitement visiting GM than my first trip to Wembley. I've had some happy times following Salop and despite not been a local lad or ever living in the county I still feel I belong and I made the right choice as a 6 y/o despite the non ending extraction of urine that I've endured this past 40 yrs. I'm fortunate that the club I chose to support was only 33 miles from home, I could have Carlisle or Plymouth!! Greetings to you one n all, Jim How you missed out, not having any connection with Salop, over in Market Drayton, we had the Silverdale Co-operative Society delivering and Capewells coal merchants from around there, Stoke's my "second" team and it was highlight to see Shrewsbury get back into the league at their place.
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Post by Chief Inspector Swan on May 18, 2019 16:14:16 GMT 1
Quite, before the bleeding ‘health and safety brigade’ stole our country As usual it was a Health and Safety concern. Despite the fact nobody has ever died of fish-and-chip-paper-poisoning, at least not as far as I’m aware of, it was deemed unsafe in case the ink used for the newsprint came off on the food. I dare say that in order for this to be a problem you would have to eat fish and chips for breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper every day for every year of your life, and by then you’d die from your blood having slowly turned into a mixture of cooking oil and batter. What makes this concern even more ridiculous is that the food was generally never placed directly against the newspaper anyway. Normally the fish was placed onto a small sheet of greaseproof paper, and the chips placed in a white paper bag similar to those used for penny sweets. This was then wrapped in the newspaper, so hardly any of the food was actually in contact. You’re preaching to the choir here NWM. It’s like those busybody quacks who stopped Peter Andre eating bananas over fears of potassium poisoning.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2019 17:07:43 GMT 1
I can remember the Cambrian Coast Express changing engines at Shrewsbury because the Kings and Castles were too heavy to run on the line to Wales. Almost invariably, this train was then fronted by 'Bradley Manor' which can now be found running on the Severn Valley Railway. Sadly the "Manors" were still too heavy for the Cambrian coast section of the line.
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Post by davycrockett on May 18, 2019 17:23:21 GMT 1
I was at St George's Primary School, now sadly demolished, when Colin Whitaker visited us. The year afterwards, my family moved to West Hagley in the Midlands. Nevertheless, I still visited Shrewsbury Station for train spotting purposes in the days of the old steam locomotives. The train I caught to Shrewsbury started at Wolverhampton (where trolley buses were running outside), and stopped at 'Wellington' (no Telford in those days) before arriving at Shrewsbury. The return trip gave me the opportunity to buy an Express and Star or Sports Argus Pink 'Un outside Wolverhampton station, whilst my bus change at Stourbridge gave me the time to consume Silver Hake, Chips and Scallops from Chris Roebottom's, a top grade chippy! I can remember the Cambrian Coast Express changing engines at Shrewsbury because the Kings and Castles were too heavy to run on the line to Wales. Almost invariably, this train was then fronted by 'Bradley Manor' which can now be found running on the Severn Valley Railway. Anyway, I was on the end of the platform one Saturday afternoon when I heard the sound of the crowd coming from the Gay Meadow. I remembered the visit of Colin Whitaker, and resolved to go to the next Saturday match. I ended up at the Wakeman end and had 1st hand experience of viewing an Arthur Rowley goal. That was nearly 60 years ago and I've been hooked ever since. Even though I've subsequently lived in various places in the UK, I've managed to see the vast majority of home games and quite a few away games too. Good post. Who was your favourite teacher at St George’s? Also Roebottom is an unusual surname. I’ve seen Rowbothams in my time (indeed one played for Salop) but never a Roebottom. My Auntie Beryl was a teacher their in the 50’s early 60’s maybe..... Beryl Buckley She wasn’t my real auntie but mums best friend and adoptive auntie.
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