What are your Latics moments you'll never forget?

[Bristolatic]

 

Screaming at him to pass to Dayton, "he's took it too wide and on his weaker foot, what an absolute....DDDIIICCC.......GGGGGGGGOOOOAAAAALLLL"

I think we were all screaming something along similar lines. "Where the :censored: are you going, get it in the ..... yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss"

 

Going back to my early teens, two away trips stand out because they weren't the grounds you went to more than once, maybe twice, in a lifetime. November and December 1958, Denaby United and South Shields. Won them both 2-0 and that led to the 5-1 defeat at Stoke where I collapsed with a combination of the cold and no grub inside me, waking up in the St Johns first aid room to find we were getting battered and missing our goal into the bargain.

Edited November 12, 2013 by Bristolatic

[L1onheartNew]

The beauty of this thread is that whilst so many memories were shared, every one of them is so personal.

[Monty Burns]

 

 

5. stockport away 02/03? was my first away game ever and to see eyresy curl in that last minute free kcik to win it was madness.shame what happened in the play offs.

 

 

 

Did we win? I thought we drew! Bonus!

Mini pitch invasion and two stands full of Latics. Good day that.

[jsslatic]

Yakubu hitting the post at Goodison was much more of a 'we're going to do it' moment for me than Gerrard as they had more time on the clock. It was particularly gratifying given the understandable panic and angst when Shez had brought Thompson on minutes before.

[jimsleftfoot]

1990 Final as a ten year old was mindblowing (apart from we lost).

Adams Goal in '93 V Man U

Beckford V Bolton in the Quarter Final

Rick Holden's 3rd against Southampton away in '94 - Everything seemed so good

Gary Mac V Everton

Smith's 2nd V Liverpool, I thought we had our chance

Smith's equaliizer against Everton was a bit surreal, I watched it on TV as my I my lad was only a few months old and we were making daily trips to see the mother in law in hospital. I was on my own downstairs trying to keep the noise down as my wife had but him to bed and after we'd scored, inside I went mental yet I was trying to stop myself from making 'much' noise. I ran about the house a bit, set the dog off and ended up shouting ':censored:'!!!!

 

 

Oh Wigan and Duxbury!!

Corrazin at West Ham

Edited November 12, 2013 by jimsleftfoot

[lookers87]

Apologies in advance for the lengthy post coming up, amongst a number of other Oldham memories I've taken this extract from an upcoming book, maybe won't make an obvious list of Latics moments, but certainly a memorable one...

 

...It wasn’t a particularly special goal in technique terms. It wasn’t scored by a legend of Oldham, let alone a football legend. It wasn’t in a massive game or local derby. It wasn’t even by someone who was with us for an entire season.

It was a 20 year old who earned himself 2 months worth of contracts at the start of the 2003/04 season and made 13 appearances, a young lad by the name of Matt O’Halloran. At the time of writing, Matt is turning out for Lincoln Moorlands Railway, a long, long way away from league football. That for me is a shame, because Matt is someone who has a special place in my heart, and most importantly my eyes. He made me cry.

It wasn’t even that ‘special’ a strike. It was a decent hit as I remember, but not breathtaking. It somehow though became the strike that made me (and I’m sure a good many other Latics fans) cry. It was the moment, the signal that Oldham Athletic had regained consciousness after a summer of intensive care when it looked, on more than one occasion, like our club would breathe no more.

 

After a summer when former owner and Chris Moore had withdrawn his cash and rode off into the sunset leaving our club on the brink of liquidation. In the process, selling our best players who had come so close to sealing a place in the Championship for nothing and letting the remaining good players go for free.

O’Halloran had been drafted in as a cheap stop gap, one of a rag-tag bunch of journeyman pro’s and young, unproven castoffs. The pre-season friendlies that summer had been a mix of trial matches for anyone and everyone who could lace a pair of boots, and fund-raising celebrity/ex-pro exhibition games. It was sometimes difficult to tell the two types apart such was the bottom of the barrel that was being scrapped to bring people in.

Needs certainly did must at the start of the 2003/04 season, indeed the fact that we had a club at all to kick off the season was enough for most of us. It really isn’t an exaggeration to say that we were hours, if not minutes away from the club going out of business. So it didn’t matter that they were a rag-tag bunch, they were our rag-tag bunch.

 

As you’d expect with such a summer of turmoil we hadn’t started the season that well. 6 games into the season we’d gained 1 point, a remarkable one at that as a once retired John Sheridan stroked home a penalty that went some way to earning Latics a 2-2 draw against just relegated Sheffield Wednesday at Hillsborough. Sheridan even then in his 30’s had the knees of a 65 year old. Still 6 games in and we were in the relegation zone and the season was looking longer by the game.

Matt O’Halloran, who made his first start in Latics blue in that Sheffield Wednesday game, was on the bench for the visit of Rushden and Diamonds, a side that had been rushing through the divisions backed by the Dr Martens millions of Max Griggs, with future Oldham manager Brian Talbot in charge. Things had started well in the game itself with the legend John Sheridan, creaking knees n’all slotting home an early penalty. Then Onandi Lowe, a name many Soccer Saturday viewers will remember, hit a screamer from fully 35 yards that arrowed into the goal in front of me and Andy and Rushden were level. It was the kind of goal that gets scored against you when you’re at the bottom. A frustratingly great goal for opposition fans such as us. You just know that even if the player in question has a habit of long distance strikes, it would still be the only one of he’ll ever hit, and he’s scored it against you.

We played excellently in that first half and should’ve been further in front, however it wasn’t until the 2^nd half that we scored again. This time Mr Michelle Marsh (aka Will Haining) scrabbled home a scrappy goal to put us 2-1 up, before Marcus Bignot scored for Rushden in the 81^st minute.

 

We were broken.

 

I turned to Andy, and he gave me the same look I knew was on my face, the one of depressing inevitability. We had deserved to win the game, yet here we were level at 2-2 desperate for a win of any kind, it looked a long way off and we knew it. Oldham manager Iain Dowie took the final, and only, gamble he could, throwing on the youngsters Carlos Roca (from the youth team) and Matt O’Halloran on in the 85^th minute. In all honesty it felt like nothing more than a token gesture to see if anything, just anything could happen.

 

Inevitably the final 5 minutes rushed by and the stewards were out lining up ready for the full time whistle. 4 minutes of injury time were almost up when the ball was played into young striker Scott Vernon. He teed up the young, unassuming blond lad who from almost nowhere arrowed a shot towards the Chaddy End goal. Even with a defender trying his best to get in the way there was no stopping it, and in that way that always seems to happen at these moment, for the split-ist of split seconds a collective intake of breath meant it seemed to go deathly quiet.

Then booooooooom!

The crowd exploded, Andy and I were jumping like men possessed and 5,000 Oldham fans were going mental. Matt O’Halloran, had produced a moment that will live with me forever.

This future nobody of league football hit the goal that gave us win number one of the 2003/04 season and something even more important. It was the moment a summer of heartache, worry, stress and devastation came flooding out of us all. Well it certainly came flooding out of me. In the midst of the celebrations, at the end of a huge primeval, braveheart style roar of celebration, I felt the tears of relief rolling down my face. We’d done it, my club felt saved and it felt good.

Thank you Mr Matt O’Halloran.

[AndyGortonsMatches]

Random memories for good and bad reasons..

 

- That Penalty in '91

- Being in the Chaddy End when Chris Price trickled a backpass into his own goal for Villa in the 1990 QF- the crowd

surge meant I was propelled 15 yards....

- 'Rudely' abusing the Blackpool away fans from the lookers stand forgetting I was stood in front of the police box... followed

by a long stern lecture.

- Taking my (now) wife on a 1st date back in 1999....which just happened to be Latics v Chelsea !! - In the Lookers un-covered cheap seats - how romantic.

- Andy Goram saving a penalty in my first ever match in 1982/3 v Crystal Palace.

- Standing on my seat in the Chaddy celebrating survival against Bradford and going @rse over t*t and being bruised for weeks.

- Winning at Maine Road in '99 and mercilessly ripping into their supporters on the Kippax.

- Being in the lynch mob calling for Sharpy's head on Sheepfoot Lane in 1997. We got what we wanted, we then got relegated and here we still are 16 years later !!

[Latics_Fanatic]

Started Watching Latics in '01 so not seen any glory days!

 

5. Plymouth Home 4-1 (2004?) - The fact that they were top of the league at the time and we smashed them off the park. Was a great day and great game.

 

4. Stockport Away 2003 - Eyreseys last minute free kick, remains one of my favourite away games and most enjoyable goals seen as a Latics fan.

 

3. Celebration Sunday 2004 - To have all those people in Boundary Park was sensational, i don't think i've seen it THAT full since, 6-0 win aswell, made the day even sweeter.

 

2. Smiths goal against Everton - doesn't need an explanation, last minute and earned us a replay tells us all we need to know.

 

1. Forest 5-0 and 3-0 the season (before or after) both gamea were so enjoyable to watch, in the 3-0 game Chris Taylor made his debut for Latics and absolutely tore them apart from the right wing, to this day i still say he's best used on the right, good player. Great games.

[leeslover]

I wasn't at many of the key glory days moments and a lot pre that is all a bit blurred together. And I've changed my mind since talking about this yesterday evening ...In no order:

 

G-Mac at Scunny. What a release that goal was.

 

Rubbish smashing his second in at Crewe left footed after the 35 yarder with his right. Capped a top day out and fed my smugness at campaigning for him to play CM ;) And I was wearing a mini skirt.

 

Hughes' third at Millwall not long after saying, "I'll go :censored:ing mental if he scores a hatrick to beat them." I've never seen a set of fans raging like that before or since, and it was a delight to see.

 

Mental at Tranmere. Again the end to a great day on my unofficial birthday, including a one man pub crawl round Liverpool, seeing some scallies through a real Guy on a bonfire and a pub landlord telling me about how he'd sagged Mrs Souness on her honeymoon. Ronnie really was a football genius that night.

 

And a personal one, when they carried Ernie into the church and seeing his Latics shirt on the coffin. I hadn't expected that and it brought a lump to throats of a few there.

[stargazer]

Don't know how I forgot this one.

 

Brian Kilcline's goal at Elland Road in 91/2 First Division (Premier League to the young 'uns) , he absolutely buried it , the net making a noise I don't think I have ever heard before or since .

 

The keeper never saw it ......unfortuntely it was Jon Hallworth.

[brierleys555]

I have the great ones.

everton away macdonald. refearn last min and such.

But im going for obscure.

I remember us equalizing against covenrty in the prem at theirs. there werent many of us but the celebration was funny.

then there was beckfords when we beat chelsea away 1-0. as he landed he twisted his anke and went off.

3-1 against qpr away. 4 goals in 5 mins that was funny. our third was from a tight angle and no one celebrated cause you couldnt tell it had gone in.

beating city away 2-1. graeme sharpe double. that day was special for me as marshall cannoned a ball into my head before kick off nearly knocking me out. happy days.

sadly norwich away in our last premier league days.

newcastle at home the year we got promoted when a brilliant og in last minute give us a point.

beating utd at home. walking round town the next day I have never seen so many latics tops.

[pukka]

The random stupid ones:

 

Jermaine Johnson taking a piggyback on Rose the QPR defender in the 2-1 home win after dowie went.

McNiven booting Neil Pointon in the Rocks vs Walsall, but McNiven going off with an injured foot.

The reception Ian Marshall got for Blackpool away when we won 2-0.

Me falling down London Bridge escalator in 2011 on the way to Charlton - seriously bladdered that day.

My mate thinking he had won £1000 on an accumulator when we got back to the car at Hereford. We listened to 5 live for the final scores and Bristol Rovers had equalised in injury time.

[4froale]

Apologies in advance for the lengthy post coming up, amongst a number of other Oldham memories I've taken this extract from an upcoming book, maybe won't make an obvious list of Latics moments, but certainly a memorable one...

 

...It wasn’t a particularly special goal in technique terms. It wasn’t scored by a legend of Oldham, let alone a football legend. It wasn’t in a massive game or local derby. It wasn’t even by someone who was with us for an entire season.

It was a 20 year old who earned himself 2 months worth of contracts at the start of the 2003/04 season and made 13 appearances, a young lad by the name of Matt O’Halloran. At the time of writing, Matt is turning out for Lincoln Moorlands Railway, a long, long way away from league football. That for me is a shame, because Matt is someone who has a special place in my heart, and most importantly my eyes. He made me cry.

It wasn’t even that ‘special’ a strike. It was a decent hit as I remember, but not breathtaking. It somehow though became the strike that made me (and I’m sure a good many other Latics fans) cry. It was the moment, the signal that Oldham Athletic had regained consciousness after a summer of intensive care when it looked, on more than one occasion, like our club would breathe no more.

 

After a summer when former owner and Chris Moore had withdrawn his cash and rode off into the sunset leaving our club on the brink of liquidation. In the process, selling our best players who had come so close to sealing a place in the Championship for nothing and letting the remaining good players go for free.

O’Halloran had been drafted in as a cheap stop gap, one of a rag-tag bunch of journeyman pro’s and young, unproven castoffs. The pre-season friendlies that summer had been a mix of trial matches for anyone and everyone who could lace a pair of boots, and fund-raising celebrity/ex-pro exhibition games. It was sometimes difficult to tell the two types apart such was the bottom of the barrel that was being scrapped to bring people in.

Needs certainly did must at the start of the 2003/04 season, indeed the fact that we had a club at all to kick off the season was enough for most of us. It really isn’t an exaggeration to say that we were hours, if not minutes away from the club going out of business. So it didn’t matter that they were a rag-tag bunch, they were our rag-tag bunch.

 

As you’d expect with such a summer of turmoil we hadn’t started the season that well. 6 games into the season we’d gained 1 point, a remarkable one at that as a once retired John Sheridan stroked home a penalty that went some way to earning Latics a 2-2 draw against just relegated Sheffield Wednesday at Hillsborough. Sheridan even then in his 30’s had the knees of a 65 year old. Still 6 games in and we were in the relegation zone and the season was looking longer by the game.

Matt O’Halloran, who made his first start in Latics blue in that Sheffield Wednesday game, was on the bench for the visit of Rushden and Diamonds, a side that had been rushing through the divisions backed by the Dr Martens millions of Max Griggs, with future Oldham manager Brian Talbot in charge. Things had started well in the game itself with the legend John Sheridan, creaking knees n’all slotting home an early penalty. Then Onandi Lowe, a name many Soccer Saturday viewers will remember, hit a screamer from fully 35 yards that arrowed into the goal in front of me and Andy and Rushden were level. It was the kind of goal that gets scored against you when you’re at the bottom. A frustratingly great goal for opposition fans such as us. You just know that even if the player in question has a habit of long distance strikes, it would still be the only one of he’ll ever hit, and he’s scored it against you.

We played excellently in that first half and should’ve been further in front, however it wasn’t until the 2^nd half that we scored again. This time Mr Michelle Marsh (aka Will Haining) scrabbled home a scrappy goal to put us 2-1 up, before Marcus Bignot scored for Rushden in the 81^st minute.

 

We were broken.

 

I turned to Andy, and he gave me the same look I knew was on my face, the one of depressing inevitability. We had deserved to win the game, yet here we were level at 2-2 desperate for a win of any kind, it looked a long way off and we knew it. Oldham manager Iain Dowie took the final, and only, gamble he could, throwing on the youngsters Carlos Roca (from the youth team) and Matt O’Halloran on in the 85^th minute. In all honesty it felt like nothing more than a token gesture to see if anything, just anything could happen.

 

Inevitably the final 5 minutes rushed by and the stewards were out lining up ready for the full time whistle. 4 minutes of injury time were almost up when the ball was played into young striker Scott Vernon. He teed up the young, unassuming blond lad who from almost nowhere arrowed a shot towards the Chaddy End goal. Even with a defender trying his best to get in the way there was no stopping it, and in that way that always seems to happen at these moment, for the split-ist of split seconds a collective intake of breath meant it seemed to go deathly quiet.

Then booooooooom!

The crowd exploded, Andy and I were jumping like men possessed and 5,000 Oldham fans were going mental. Matt O’Halloran, had produced a moment that will live with me forever.

This future nobody of league football hit the goal that gave us win number one of the 2003/04 season and something even more important. It was the moment a summer of heartache, worry, stress and devastation came flooding out of us all. Well it certainly came flooding out of me. In the midst of the celebrations, at the end of a huge primeval, braveheart style roar of celebration, I felt the tears of relief rolling down my face. We’d done it, my club felt saved and it felt good.

Thank you Mr Matt O’Halloran.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wCeuOw4H0nE

[laticsfanatic]

1. First home game in the Prem. All seater stand. New grass pitch. Sun shining. And a 3-0 win against Chelsea to boot. Bliss.

 

2. The penalty. The tears. The pitch invasion. The Champions!

 

3. Maurice’s winner against United in ‘74

 

4. Ooh what a hat-trick! Roger’s third in the 4-1 destruction of City at Main Road in ’88.

 

5. Ricky’s second in the 3-0 Quarter Final win v Villa. They finished runners up in the top flight. We proved we could live with the best!

[stargazer]

Celebration Sunday was a special day ......for those of us fortunate enough to get in.

 

5-0 up at half time against Grimsby. Took my eldest daughter , it got her hooked on the place , season ticket holder now as an adult.

[Roger Ritchie]

Celebration Sunday was a special day ......for those of us fortunate enough to get in.

 

5-0 up at half time against Grimsby. Took my eldest daughter , it got her hooked on the place , season ticket holder now as an adult.

 

15,000 in the stands 50,000 locked out

[BP1960]

A tall thin lad came down from an amateur Scottish team to make his debut at centre forward for the Latics..it was pouring down and the crowd was about 1,000..this was Jim Bowie, who in my view turned out to become one of the clubs best centre backs.
Also in the 1960s..Bob Ledger's wonderful 'snow on the ball' crosses from deep..the like I have never seen since.

Edited November 12, 2013 by BP1960

[LaticsChris]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wCeuOw4H0nE

 

You could always spot a new signing when they stood over the ball ready to take a penalty as Sheridan sauntered laconically from the centre circle to depose him.

[jimsleftfoot]

I have the great ones.

everton away macdonald. refearn last min and such.

But im going for obscure.

I remember us equalizing against covenrty in the prem at theirs. there werent many of us but the celebration was funny.

 

 

I'm sure that was Spurs and we then conceded 4.

[oafcprozac]

 

I'm sure that was Spurs and we then conceded 4.

 

We never equalised at Spurs in the Prem Jim. We drew 0-0 in Old 1st Div in January 1992.

 

Then April 1993 we took the lead through Darren Beckford then shipped 4.

 

5 months later we were dicked 5-0....

 

I

[MAC0AFC]

 

Headed winner? He slammed it in from about the edge of the box IIRC.

 

 

To date the best Latics goal I have ever seen.

was you not there to witness mark allots volley from about 20 yard from a corner away at huddersfield infront of about 3000 latics?? WHAT a moment!!! atmosphere that day was ridiculously good aswell

[Bristolatic]

A tall thin lad came down from an amateur Scottish team to make his debut at centre forward for the Latics..it was pouring down and the crowd was about 1,000..this was Jim Bowie, who in my view turned out to become one of the clubs best centre backs.

Also in the 1960s..Bob Ledger's wonderful 'snow on the ball' crosses from deep..the like I have never seen since.

Bowie could also play as a very polished midfielder. Bob Ledger, IIRC, played every position for us except goalkeeper. And he'd probably have done that too if he'd been asked.

 

Ledger once smacked an absolute screamer just wide of the goal at the Chaddy end when the ball got lodged in a wicker basket that my girlfriend at the time had placed over the wall we were leaning on. God knows why she had that basket with her. Anyway, ball and basket thudded against the wall, rebounded and landed inside the penalty area. Bob simply hoicked the ball out and, smiling, gave my girlfriend her basket back.

 

The things you remember!

[jsslatic]

was you not there to witness mark allots volley from about 20 yard from a corner away at huddersfield infront of about 3000 latics?? WHAT a moment!!! atmosphere that day was ridiculously good aswell

 

Sorry, that was absolutely not a patch on Rubes. There was the combined elation of leading at Elland Road, the goal being an absolute worldy and then the dawning realisation after three or four seconds that it was Ruben bloody Hazell who had leathered it in.

[MAC0AFC]

 

Sorry, that was absolutely not a patch on Rubes. There was the combined elation of leading at Elland Road, the goal being an absolute worldy and then the dawning realisation after three or four seconds that it was Ruben bloody Hazell who had leathered it in.

the goal was better though? the moment itself and the player maybe not i suppose

[jsslatic]

the goal was better though? the moment itself and the player maybe not i suppose

 

I do think the goal was better. Just searched YouTube and can't find it - if it's not on there and you're reading Prozac is that within your database to upload at some point?