I went to matches with my Dad from about 5. I still remember playing football on the Hibs club dance floor with a tied up scarf
I remember being bored rigid when i was in the main stand but ran about the puddles of p1sh when i was in the terracing.


I took my boy on his forth birthday (1-1 Aberdeen /Pat Stanton presenting something at HT) and he hated it. Refused to come back from the concourse at Half Time and said he just wanted to play with his new toys on his birthday
It was an earie feeling walking away from ER at half time hearing the roar to greet Stanton on the pitch

One year later he demanded a season ticket and has had one ever since