3rd round day arrived with a peculiar feeling, see this would be the first game we had been too which you could describe as local since the opening round the first time we did this. That meant a much more normal Saturday. In the morning I took JJ’s brother to the supermarket. Then JJ and I had lunch together in our own dining room. I still had time to pack up our bag (and a lot of warm clothes) before it was time to drive the 25 mins or so to the home of Oxford United. Now 3rd round day for me was always when the competition really started. The cup upsets felt bigger the stories would consume the papers. In this very round back in the 80’s it was rumoured Sir Alex Ferguson (back when he was just Alex) would of lost his job had Man United be knocked out by my beloved Forest. I remember watching the game and being so disappointed at the Mark Robins goal. Ok, ok I’ll stop reminiscing my point being this was always the start when I was young I never really understood the significance or...
A dad and his son's footballing adventures