|Graham and Ollie with Matt Green|
The next entry in our My First Oxford Match series comes from Graham Deacon, recalling his early experiences of the Manor in the late 60s and the rediscovery of his love for the club after taking his son Ollie to his first match. We're currently inviting contributions for this series, so if you'd like to share your memories of your first Oxford match, please email firstname.lastname@example.org.
My first experience of Oxford United came at the age of around three years old. My mother was recovering from an operation so my dad sent me, along with my older sister, to stay with my Uncle Bobbie, Auntie Eileen and my four grown up cousins, Robert, Brian, Celia and Eric. As residents of Northway, they lived in the old heartland of Oxford United and aside from spoiling and making a fuss of my sister and me, were avid followers of the newly promoted Third Division champions. My Uncle Bobbie and Auntie Eileen took me to my first match in the chilly months of the 1968/69 season. I can’t remember who we played or the score but I remember sitting for that first game, and it turns out it was my only time in the Beech Road Stand. I remember proudly throwing, at least twice, my newly acquired gold and black bobble hat as far as I could, only for it to be retrieved each time by my good humoured uncle!
As a footnote, at the age of 21, I was able as a season ticket holder, to treat my dad to the ‘nicer’ seats at Wembley for the Milk Cup Final. As kick off approached we noticed a couple of vacant seats next to us, which as the whistle blew were occupied by some fluke my now London resident cousin Brian and my Auntie Eileen.
|Ollie with Jack Midson|