Warrington Imp - 1/6/2016 18:15
Miss walking down to the Bank with my late father.
When we lived in Lincoln, dad and I would catch the bus from the Hartsholme Estate and get off on Dixon Street, walking the rest of the way. That walk, past the Golden Cross and down Queen Street filled me with excitement and anticipation. We always stood in the South Park End, in the corner of it and the West Bank. As a youngster, I would always stand at the wall, right by the corner flag. Later, as I grew up and left home, it was mostly me who took him to games during the 80s, 90s and early 2000s. Dad is long gone now (died in 2003) and I miss him and, especially, taking him to football, sharing football stories with him.
My own son first came with us in 1996 and now we are both season ticket holders and travel together to games both home and away.
That's how it works though, isn't it? Dad takes son to games as a youngster, son becomes dad and then takes son to games.
I could never support any other team.