Love these stories, but a little bit before my time with regards to travelling to away games. Started in season 82/83 with the Supporters' club. Loved the camaraderie, made loads of friends who I still see.
My first long distance away game was the 81 semi final. I had arranged for our lift to pick us up at Manor House station at 5 am, as I was staying round my sister's. Couldn't sleep and consequently overslept. No mobile phones then, so I ran down the road with my coat over my nightie, as I was already an hour late, praying that the guys were still waiting. Luckily enough they had fallen asleep in the car so apart from leaving a couple of hours later than planned, we got there in one piece. Won't go into the details of the game as we all know what happened. We stopped off at a pub on the way home somewhere on the outskirts of Sheffield, then went straight to Tottenham to queue up for replay tickets.
Couldn't do that now! Happy Days!!