Today I went to my first ever football match. I'm only 57...!
Mrs Secure moved to Newcastle-u-Lyme near Stoke in 1976 and her Dad took her and her brother to many matches. There have been many highs and lows since then.
When I announced I'd like to go to a footy match, she looked at me and said "Really? We are bound to lose...."
Anyway, we went.
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My first impression was how small the pitch looked. Then when they kicked off, it all looked very odd compared to when it's on the telly and you get more of a balanced view.
My final observation was the absolute din of yelling and chanting you hear when you're in the stands, which is somewhat muted on the TV.
Mrs S was convinced we were going to get slaughtered, but to her amazement, Stoke were up one at half time and finished 2-0 full time.
She said I was her lucky charm and that she would buy me a season ticket so I could come to every home match!