On the coach coming off the M1 at Staple's Corner at about 1.00 a.m. of a Monday morning after a game at Workington or Whitehaven, looking at the blocks of flats with only one or two lights still on and thinking 'I've done something this weekend - have you lot?'.

When Hudds were called Baracuders and played before double figure crowds, they were the days. Mind they still do play before double figure crowds when the away support is a bit thin.

salford,castleford,and celtic too

oh the joys of living in luxury

yes i forgot about that, the fact that we still play in a ramshackled dump in front of a few hardy souls whilst wakefield have sinced moved on with their thousands of supporters attending games in droves in a state of the stadium

Keighley for SL!

Thats pretty much all I remember from early games I went too!

My memory for games is generally pretty poor even for recent games but the first game that stands out in my memory is when we played Paris the day Diana died - all games before that seem to just be a big blur!

The smell of wintergreen
Tieups!

Standing near the tunnel at the Boulevard, waiting for the ref's whistle outside the changing rooms to signal the players were on the way out, and then the clattering of boots on the concrete floor.

Watching the players make their way down to the pitch at Odsal stadium, it seemed like an eternity.

Millions of years ago (late 1980's) aged about eleven, stood pitchside at Thrum Hall as a scrap kicked of on the pitch involving half the pack, me screaming "smack 'im Dicko" just as the 2 coppers in attendance at the game walk past. My timing has never been great, but I was asked to calm down by one of them and I did. A little. Dicko smacked him though.

Some good memories here.

I must dig out my old scrumdown videos.

ahhh freezing monday mornings in front of the coal fire watching the previous nights programme that mum and dad taped, watching fev v oldham on a mudheap and listening to the tones of helm and watkins( bootiful pass downyur)

Ah yes - David Watkins and John Helm. Classic. My fave Scrumdown "episode" is the one of Halifax giving Cas a lesson in Rugby League at Wheldon Road (i know - it's a rarity!). Les Holliday and Bob Grogan ripping up the defence. Great stuff.

Marching bands
Climbing over the bog walls to snick in and being chased by one of Britain's worse serial Killers.
Rushing onto the field to get players tie ups.
Getting autographs
The cascade of p155 running the full length of 3d stand .
The smell of woodbine.