I was at the game as a 15-year-old schoolboy, and had supported Swindon since I moved to Swindon from London when I was 4 years old. Me and my Father, Charles, and my Uncle Arthur drove from Swindon on the day, to my Grandmother’s house in Willesden NW10 to watch the final. The three of us walked to Wembley, and to be honest, I expected a spanking from Arsenal on the day! Well, after Swindon scored first, Arsenal equalized later on, and after extra time, Swindon won 3-1. Fast forward to early 1980, I was then a professional musician in a group with a 3 month residency at the then, Greek Restaurant, “Bacchus” in Old Town Swindon. We had a 30-minute break at 10 pm, and popped a few doors down for a quick drink, to the Goddard Arms, in Old Town. We still had our stage gear on, and were standing in a circle at the back of the bar, and imagine my surprise, stood next to me on my right, was my boyhood hero and football legend, Don Rogers, who was standing in a circle of his friends. Well, he leant over to me and discretely said, I bet you wish you were in a group, don’t you, and smiled? I discretely leant over to him and said, I bet you wish you could play football, don’t you, and smiled back? I was at the game as a 15-year-old schoolboy, and had supported Swindon since I moved to Swindon from London when I was 4 years old. Me and my Father, Charles, and my Uncle Arthur drove from Swindon on the day, to my Grandmother’s house in Willesden NW10 to watch the final. The three of us walked to Wembley, and to be honest, I expected a spanking from Arsenal on the day! Well, after Swindon scored first, Arsenal equalized later on, and after extra time, Swindon won 3-1. Fast forward to early 1980, I was then a professional musician in a group with a 3 month residency at the then, Greek Restaurant, “Bacchus” in Old Town Swindon. We had a 30-minute break at 10 pm, and popped a few doors down for a quick drink, to the Goddard Arms, in Old Town. We still had our stage gear on, and were standing in a circle at the back of the bar, and imagine my surprise, stood next to me on my right, was my boyhood hero and football legend, Don Rogers, who was standing in a circle of his friends. Well, he leant over to me and discretely said, I bet you wish you were in a group, don’t you, and smiled? I discretely leant over to him and said, I bet you wish you could play football, don’t you, and smiled back? There was no malice from each way, and none taken I am sure. Don, if you ever read this, I want you to know how much you were appreciated, and well thought of when you were playing for Swindon. I later moved to Australia and since returned to the UK , and no matter where I was in the world, I always looked up Swindon Town’s results first. Cheers Don! There was no malice from each way, and none taken I am sure. Don, if you ever read this, I want you to know how much you were appreciated, and well thought of when you were playing for Swindon. I later moved to Australia and since returned to the UK , and no matter where I was in the world, I always looked up Swindon Town’s results first. Cheers Don!
David Strange Don was my only real football hero, still is, i was at the 69 cup final as a 14 year old. Don is still doing his sports shop and I’ve seen him at the ground where he has his own seat in the north stand
Very generous comment from McLintock considering the circumstances. That Swindon team were fantastic and did deserve to win. It must have been awful for him to lose five finals, football is a cruel sport.
Swindon basically invented "Park The Bus" system with their 7-2-1 and sometime 9-1-0 formation in this cup competition before the "park the bus" became a famous term of formation 😂
I was at the game as a 15-year-old schoolboy, and had supported Swindon since I moved to Swindon from London when I was 4 years old. Me and my Father, Charles, and my Uncle Arthur drove from Swindon on the day, to my Grandmother’s house in Willesden NW10 to watch the final. The three of us walked to Wembley, and to be honest, I expected a spanking from Arsenal on the day! Well, after Swindon scored first, Arsenal equalized later on, and after extra time, Swindon won 3-1. Fast forward to early 1980, I was then a professional musician in a group with a 3 month residency at the then, Greek Restaurant, “Bacchus” in Old Town Swindon. We had a 30-minute break at 10 pm, and popped a few doors down for a quick drink, to the Goddard Arms, in Old Town.
We still had our stage gear on, and were standing in a circle at the back of the bar, and imagine my surprise, stood next to me on my right, was my boyhood hero and football legend, Don Rogers, who was standing in a circle of his friends. Well, he leant over to me and discretely said, I bet you wish you were in a group, don’t you, and smiled?
I discretely leant over to him and said, I bet you wish you could play football, don’t you, and smiled back? I was at the game as a 15-year-old schoolboy, and had supported Swindon since I moved to Swindon from London when I was 4 years old. Me and my Father, Charles, and my Uncle Arthur drove from Swindon on the day, to my Grandmother’s house in Willesden NW10 to watch the final. The three of us walked to Wembley, and to be honest, I expected a spanking from Arsenal on the day! Well, after Swindon scored first, Arsenal equalized later on, and after extra time, Swindon won 3-1. Fast forward to early 1980, I was then a professional musician in a group with a 3 month residency at the then, Greek Restaurant, “Bacchus” in Old Town Swindon. We had a 30-minute break at 10 pm, and popped a few doors down for a quick drink, to the Goddard Arms, in Old Town.
We still had our stage gear on, and were standing in a circle at the back of the bar, and imagine my surprise, stood next to me on my right, was my boyhood hero and football legend, Don Rogers, who was standing in a circle of his friends. Well, he leant over to me and discretely said, I bet you wish you were in a group, don’t you, and smiled?
I discretely leant over to him and said, I bet you wish you could play football, don’t you, and smiled back?
There was no malice from each way, and none taken I am sure. Don, if you ever read this, I want you to know how much you were appreciated, and well thought of when you were playing for Swindon. I later moved to Australia and since returned to the UK , and no matter where I was in the world, I always looked up Swindon Town’s results first. Cheers Don!
There was no malice from each way, and none taken I am sure. Don, if you ever read this, I want you to know how much you were appreciated, and well thought of when you were playing for Swindon. I later moved to Australia and since returned to the UK , and no matter where I was in the world, I always looked up Swindon Town’s results first. Cheers Don!
David Strange Don was my only real football hero, still is, i was at the 69 cup final as a 14 year old. Don is still doing his sports shop and I’ve seen him at the ground where he has his own seat in the north stand
@@tbjdiamonddog Those were happy times, and it was great to see it live.
@@davestrange5786 best times of our lives maybe, certainly football wise 70’s and 80’s
Very generous comment from McLintock considering the circumstances. That Swindon team were fantastic and did deserve to win. It must have been awful for him to lose five finals, football is a cruel sport.
a true winner wins in the end 70/71 double del
Swindon basically invented "Park The Bus" system with their 7-2-1 and sometime 9-1-0 formation in this cup competition before the "park the bus" became a famous term of formation 😂
George Graham laid the 'foundation stone' for The Invincibles'--All English defense too! Shame he took a bung and got sacked!
Interesting stat: Swindon vs Arsenal... Total Games Played: 9 W3 D3 L3
IN 1969 CARLING CUP FINAL DAY ..............