my first ever experience of football was standing in the nuttall street stand (i was 9) and seeing simon garner hit a shot in the last minute against portvale (89 i think).......but i didnt see if the shot went in....well, i mean, i know it did.....coz everybody stood up and i could see sh*t....fantastic....every one cheering my dad waving his arms in the air............oooohhhhh........memories ill never forget till the day i die.......i used to love it....we used to go stay with my grandad and grandma.....go and drink sasparella.....get a pie....walk round town....go back to my grandparents...and walk down from pritchard street, from the back down the grass behind the river side......i did enjoy going to to the 'new' ewood, i was a teenager and excitable.....but looking back i feel privelaged to have experienced football as its meant to be.......but lets not slag off the new ground too much......for jacks sake!!!!.......we may well be playing div 2 football now...........so maybe its better this way....we play european football this week...so....u know what im getting at!!!