I asked for your Wembley memories, and we have had some responses. This is the first one by Keith who sent his words via the contact page.
If you would like to tell me about your memory of watching Blues at Wembley, please do the same and I’ll post yours on the blog too. It doesn’t matter how long ago or even if it is the same match as others, I want to know about your experience.
What getting to Wembley means to me by Keith Purdom
I can distinctly remember being told that we had lost to Man City in the playground of Hall Green Junior School in 1956. When we played Villa in 1963 I was at both home and away games and can still recall Stan Lynn? (memory might be playing tricks here) lifting the trophy in front of a few thousand Blues fans who were allowed to congregate in front of the main stand to see the trophy awarded. I always said I didn’t want my first ever trip to Wembley to be to see anyone but the Blues so the win against Tranmere was my first ever visit. I can still feel the hairs on my neck standing up with the roar of 50000 Blues fans when BIG John scored the goal of his lift to help us win 3-2.
By the time we played Carlisle I had two young boys who watched enthralled from the Olympic gallery as Paul Tait’s golden goal winner won the game for us. Asking them now what they remember and they will say Tait’s T shirt and singing SOTV non stop all the way home. Mum was so please NOT!
By the time we were robbed by weak refereeing at Cardiff against Liverpool, my older son was a teenager and shared the disappointment with me and then shared the joys of beating Norwich a few years later – whilst my younger son was playing cricket.
And now we have a real final at new the Wembley in a major competition. With all respect to a great day out for the Leyland Daf competition I don’t want the biggest win in my lifetime of more than 50 years supporting blues to be back in 1963.
For many of those years, I thought one day we might win the league! Well that dream seems over now that money buys titles, but a cup win is always a possibility. After the sickening blow of losing to Fulham and also West Brom in Cup Semi Finals, beating West Ham over two legs was such a sweet happy moment.
And this time both my sons are coming with me. Scott is travelling home (to Manchester where we now live) from Leeds and Elliott flys in from Florida where he is at university for what I know will be a wonderful family day and what I hope will be our first major trophy for almost 50 years.
So after a life time of dreaming I finally get to Wembley with two Blue nose sons with me Happy days