Still makes the hairs stand up on my neck thinking about it.
Thanks Jason.
With the great times just around the corner again folks for the green army, I thought a reminder that 10 years ago today was another fantastic day for the B.I.G and its followers......love to hear yere memories of the build up to the game, the nerves, the excitement , feelings at the final whistle and of course the moment when Jason Mcateer crashed the ball home with that sweetly struck shot into the Dutch net ?
What a glorious day.....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ePNST...ayer_embedded#!
Still makes the hairs stand up on my neck thinking about it.
Thanks Jason.
Was in Slane Castle at U2 concert watching the game on the big screen. Will never forget the celebrations that day. What a day. More of the same tomorrow please.
i think the first 3 mins of this might do so also...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdWVc...eature=related
Good man botn...ive been sick all night burnfoot that's give me some much needed energy!!!get the good times going!!
I remember being in the pub and then running down to the church to say a prayer.came back and 2 mins later or so we scored
i rememebr we had a lot of mates at slane that yr.said it was unreal when mcateer scored.and bono knob head mentioning edge flying from landsdowne etc
I rememebr as well jumping up and whacking the stool and then my mate took the brunt of it on his shin but not noticing he was lepping around and the pain till about 10 mins later.i also remember jumping into a middle aged fella and lifting him up and down and the two of us looking at eachother pause and then just continue lifting him hahaha
Found myself in Chasers in Ballyfermot drinking Bulmers all day watching it. God bless those carefree pre-College days. Remember having a similar incident as you Paul with a stool.
I love that moment of elation where things are allowed that wouldn't normally be, where grown men cry and all is right in the world. Roll on Friday. Getting very excited now.
I decided to give away my U2 ticket that day to watch the match in the boozer instead (since they hadn't confirmed they were showing it down there!!)...
I actually tried selling the U2 ticket + 100 quid to get a ticket for the match with no takers... So in the end just gave the U2 ticket to a mate for free...
Anyway... I've decided not to go to Electric Picnic this weekend!!!...
Finnan with a bit of a "Cruyff turn" an' all
Keane going through Overmars and Kluivert's 'pi$$ed off but secretly fearing for my own safety' reaction. Kelly's sending off and McAteer consoling him. Zenden missing an easy lob opportunity. Van Gaal putting every striker in Holland on the field simultaneously to no avail and his own bemusement. Staunton's unconventional headed backpass that threatened disaster. Stam going through Keane.
Finnan...
McAteer!
The giddy feeling we're probably going to the World Cup. The strangeness that the Dutch probably weren't.
Thinking all was well and wondering what it would take to stop us...
Watching a recording of the game the next day while trying to recover.
10 years, wow. I remember going to the window and sighing when Kelly was sent off expecting it to end up 4 or 5 nil (Holland had whipped England a few weeks earlier), then going mental jumping around and shouting when the goal went in.
Duff playing up front, Matt Holland, Staunton before he was ever a manager, Richard Dunne when he was the Honey Monster, Jason McAteer running round like a mad thing because he got more games for Ireland than Blackburn. I miss that team.
By far and away the best atmosphere I've ever experienced at any sporting event. I was in the South Stand with my da and two friends and nobody seemed to leave the Stand for about an hour after the game. I always remember they blasted out U2's beautiful day at the end and everyone giving it socks. What a day!
To be honest I can't remember the game very much at all. Had a few drinks before during and after (actualy considerably more than a few) in the Eg in Belfast. I remember the elation of it but the details remain sketchy. Drinking really does mess your memory up. I do remember next day doing some serious research (while seriously hungover) on getting tickets, flights to tokyo etc, probably the longest I'd spent online up to that point of my life.
How times have changed punkrocket eh?
I'm a bloke,I'm an ocker
And I really love your knockers,I'm a labourer by day,
I **** up all me pay,Watching footy on TV,
Just feed me more VB,Just pour my beer,And get my smokes, And go away
I didn't have the desk job then.
Or was it the drinkyou were referring to? Sshurly not?
I was living in Amsterdam at this time and ended up watching this alone in my appartment due to a catalogue of logistical and communication disasters within my circle of friends as we tried to reassemble from the chaos of the night before. But in hindsight, I am glad, as I was so tense and nervous about the game that being among the Dutch fans was not really in my best interests probably.
We had been to the 2-2 in the Arena and left the ground that night adamant we had seen enough to be confident of winning in Dublin and when McAteer scored, well .... there arent words for it. One of the best moments of my life.
As I walked into town after the game finished, there was a stunned silence in the city, it was unlike anything I had experienced there before or after, almost eerie, they just could not believe we had done that to them, they could not process what had just happened as they had, being Dutch, been very confident, and by that I mean disrespectfully arrogant.
I will never forget how proud I felt to be Irish that evening, and also how happy the Scots and English communities we mixed a lot with, were for us.
Haha could be both, but only from what I read here, i'd go with the former.
I'm a bloke,I'm an ocker
And I really love your knockers,I'm a labourer by day,
I **** up all me pay,Watching footy on TV,
Just feed me more VB,Just pour my beer,And get my smokes, And go away
The best day ever at Lansdowne as far as I am concerned. Went home singing "My mamma always told me there would be days like this". The joy of seeing the despondent Dutch fans following on Gelsenkirchen and Anfield.
Forget about the performance or entertainment. It's only the result that matters.
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