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Everton 0 Southampton 3 / 27th April 1974 / Att: 30,509

Everton: Lawson, Bernard, Hurst, Lyons, Seargeant, Kenny, Smith, Clements, Royle, Latchford, Telfer

Was at home against Southampton during the season 1973/74. I was aged two at the time.
It was the last game of the season and they had already been relegated, needless to say we lost and my pesimism began from an early age.

My daughter went to her first game before her second birthday against Reading (the Rocky game) last season and has been since against Oldham this season and still hasnt seen us win. Dont worry,she wont be going again this season!!

Darren Unsworth (21/05/08)

No Clean Sheet For Dave Lawson

Everton 4 Fulham 1 / April 6th 2007 / Att: 35,612

Everton: Howard, Hibbert, Yobo, Stubbs, Lescott, Neville, Arteta, Osman, Carsley, Vaughan, Johnson

Scorers: Carsley, Stubbs, Vaughan, Anichebe

This was my son Mackenzie’s first game, coming from an area full of Manure, Chelsea, Arsenal & red shite fans, I was hoping a trip to Goodison would be enough to convince him.

It started badly with an early Bocanegra goal, but not to worry as the onslaught soon began. A bandaged harry hill nodded one in, then a Stubbsy piledriver set us on our way and to complete the rout Vaughan and Anichebe terrorised the Fulham defence both with broad smiles on their faces. At the end of the night he turned to me and smiled 'dad I love Everton'.

Since this game we have visited Goodison again and he loves it, he still gets plenty of stick in school but as he tells them 'Once a Blue always a Blue.'

Mackenzie Birt (age 6) Swansea. (15/05/08)

A Fine Quartet

Everton 1 Sunderland 0 / January 12th 2002 / Att:30,736

EVERTON: Simonsen, Hibbert, Stubbs, Weir, Unsworth, Naysmith, Blomqvist, Gascoigne, Gemmill, Alexanderson, Campbell

Scorer: Blomqvist

I was 7 at the time (I'm now 13) and it was two days after my Dads birthday. My older brothers put together to buy me, my dad, my Grandad, and both themselves all tickets to the game as a pressie for my dad. We were sat in the Lower Glawdys. I'll never forget the moment i heard Z-cars for the 1st time and i heard the Goodison roar.

It was in all honesty a crap game and Jesper Blomqvist scored his only goal for us that day against Sunderland who were rather ironically managed by one of my dads heroes Peter Reid.

I've still got the programme and the match ticket in a shoe box along side many more I've added since. Three generations of Blues were there that day and it was the best day of my life. Adam St Helens (02/05/08)

Jesper Netted Against Sunderland

Everton 1 Aston Villa 1 / October 13th 1962 / Att: 53,035

Everton: West, Meagan, Thomson, Gabriel, Labone, Harris, Bingham, Stevens, Young, Vernon, Morrissey.

Scorer: Vernon

Having just turned 10 I had pestered my father for months to go to a game and eventually he obtained tickets to take myself and my brother to what at the time was regarded as a relatively low key fixture. It was a hazy autumnal day as we entered the stadium at around 2 p.m. in the days when a kick off at any time other than 3 p.m. on a Saturday would have been regarded as sacrilege. We purchased match programmes beneath the stand and with increasing excitement climbed the steps out into the seating area. The moment the magnificent stadium and the glorious green turf came into view is a moment which will stay with me forever. Our seats were at the end of the front row of the Bullens Road Stand in the corner by the Park End. What a view for a first game!

Everton were flying at the time with Roy Vernon and Alex Young in their pomp. I’ll never forget the mazy dribbles to which our Golden God Alex treated us as he weaved his way through tackle after tackle. Eventually the Blues won a penalty after half an hour. Vernon scored as he always did by sending goalkeeper Sidebottom the wrong way at the Park End. Villa equalised in the last quarter with a low cross shot from Bobby Thomson. I recall the crowd of 53,000 venting their frustration at some of the decisions from the referee, a Mr Carr from Sheffield, and at one stage late in the game some orange peel was hurled on to the pitch.

In the end we settled for a point but the journey on the Ribble bus back home to Melling was brightened somewhat with the good news that Liverpool had been beaten. So began a love affair which has endured for 45 years and will never fade. I have been very fortunate indeed to witness many exciting days and nights at Goodison and elsewhere. Many have been triumphant, some have been painful but they have never been dull. My recent trip to Kharkiv epitomised the rollercoaster ride which is the life of an Evertonian but wherever the future takes us we all know we will be forever Blue.

John Raf (Waterloo) (22/04/08)

Westy

The Golden Vision

Everton 4 Newcastle 4 / October 29th 1977 / Att: 37,647

Everton: Wood, Jones, Pejic, Lyons, Higgins, Rioch, King, Dobson, Latchford, Pearson, Thomas.

Scorers: Latchford (2), Lyons, Pejic

I was just telling a workmate about my first match at Everton when I was 12 and went to see the 4 - 4 draw with Newcastle in 1977.

We then looked on the web for the year and saw 'Mike from Aintree' post almost exactly the same memories as I had on your site, (apart from fact that my dad had borrowed a couple of season tickets to the upper middle Gwladys stand) - very strange.

I remember how exciting it was when everyone stamped their feet on the boards when we attacked. I was also rooting for "Scotland, Scotland's number 1, Scotland's number 1" - George Wood (was that really the best we had to cheer about back then?) but the 4 goals we conceded did him no favours and Ally McLeod didn't take him to the World Cup. That was a mistake because Wood was a miles better goalie than Alan Rough (who he only picked because he played for a some Scottish outfit) but it served him right when, as usual, Rough dropped some right clangers and Scotland were eliminated 1st round.

My other memories were that those were the days of footy hooliganism and there was loads of scrapping going on around the ground and where the double decker buses were parked. We were sitting on the top deck of one that was waiting to go back to Chester, and we were watching loads of these Geordies running round having skirmishes with the police and our fans. There was a fair amount of spitting and swearing going on out of the windows of our top deck (which I don't think my dad liked one bit) and a couple of times one or two of these Geordies would run up the steps and be flinging punches around in the middle of the aisle. My dad looked horrified at it all and I don't think he could believe he'd brought me to this and we never went again. He shouldn't have worried - the language and the scrapping wasn't much worse than I was used to on our local estate. I'm glad we've seen the back of all that though.

It was a great first game though, and I loved the team in those days. I opened up a wardrobe at my parents house not long back and saw an old picture of the team I'd stuck on the back of the door, 30 years ago - that took me back a bit.

I take my girls to the matches now - we've got season tickets in the upper Bullens. Look forward to it every fortnight. Come on youooo blues!

Mike from Chester (11/04/08)

Not One of George's Best Days

Latch The Snatch Done The Business Though

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