Argyle v Norwich City ended 2 - 2, I was a 10 year old standing in the Barn Park end with my Dad.
I was enthralled by it all, watching Argyle in their white kit with the green band around the chest against a Norwich side in their yellow and the crowds of people, never been in such a crowd before then.
The steps when leaving were very scary, being squashed by these big men and looking at the sign - 10 steps start here!
I think there were about 3 lots to negotiate.
After that I used to go to most games with my Dad, you used to be able to walk around the ground then, and depending which way Argyle were playing. My Uncle used to have a front row seat up in the Grandstand and many times at half-time - he would gesture to me to go up there and sit next to him, which was amazing. Then trying to find my Dad after the game.
I was a regular until I joined the RAF in 1978 and only went when I was home.
I took my Dad to his final game against Torquay, when the 'horseshoe' was partly opened, we were in the back row of the Demport End - he found it a struggle to get up the steps.
After leaving the RAF in 1997, I returned to Devon and became a Season Ticket holder and took my eldest daughter for 7 seasons and then my youngest for about the same amount of time - both as Season ticket holders.
Then for the last few years i have continued with my ST and gone on my own, sitting up in the Grandstand.
I was enthralled by it all, watching Argyle in their white kit with the green band around the chest against a Norwich side in their yellow and the crowds of people, never been in such a crowd before then.
The steps when leaving were very scary, being squashed by these big men and looking at the sign - 10 steps start here!
I think there were about 3 lots to negotiate.
After that I used to go to most games with my Dad, you used to be able to walk around the ground then, and depending which way Argyle were playing. My Uncle used to have a front row seat up in the Grandstand and many times at half-time - he would gesture to me to go up there and sit next to him, which was amazing. Then trying to find my Dad after the game.
I was a regular until I joined the RAF in 1978 and only went when I was home.
I took my Dad to his final game against Torquay, when the 'horseshoe' was partly opened, we were in the back row of the Demport End - he found it a struggle to get up the steps.
After leaving the RAF in 1997, I returned to Devon and became a Season Ticket holder and took my eldest daughter for 7 seasons and then my youngest for about the same amount of time - both as Season ticket holders.
Then for the last few years i have continued with my ST and gone on my own, sitting up in the Grandstand.