I have never seen sideways rain like it that day. I got soaked head to foot and the game was poor (but it's one of those games that will always be remembered)

I remember also going to the old Central Park when we played them in a Cup Match (think it was a final but not sure)

They had an animal of a player called Szasmala (or something along those lines); aparently Polish / Russian desendant, covered in tatoo's and muscle bound

I remember he flattened some Wire player and got clean away with it

Birng back Steve Anderson.

CULLEN OUT

How many remember Carlisle in 1991?

Was Barrow the debut for Burns and Domic?

Anyroad, I went with Len. On arrival at Barrow, we went into one pub - no food. As it was chucking it down, we couldn't be bothered looking for another so went to the bowling place across the road. Len fancied bangers and mash, but was told "We've got no potatoes, but you can have chips"

On the entry to the ground, Len was trying to get in as an OAP (he is one) but he had to try four turnstiles before he was allowed in. Not a happy man.

All i remember is I went and it was very wet & very cold and the game was crap

Kidwell scored though. Bonus.

my strongest memory's of the trip to barrow were almost putting a coach window through with a ball whilst trying to kick it with a broken toe,

My mate ste turning up in a denim jacket and wire shirt then drinking cans of cider for the rest of the game to try and blank out the cold.

And two gentlemen stood near us urinating into beer glasses to start off and lobbing them through the window/hole at the back of the stand,

That was me and Len.

Disgusting behaviour

right interupted, start again, the said gentlemen then started leaving these plastic glasses on the terrace and thus became a game of chicken, ove who would kick it over.

Right third attempt, several of these went over, i was partially disgusted and partially amused, felt sorry for the poor bugger down in front who turned round wondering why the back of his jeans were wet.

But it generated a hell of a lot of warmth for us to huddle round, so we let it slide.

Oh, also on the trip there, noticable that there were no animals on view following the foot n mouth epidemic, boring i know but i was involved with that at the time so it struck a chord with me.

The terraces looked like Niagara Falls at one point.

The team was excused as not being able to play in wet conditions but it later transpired that they couldn't play in dry conditions either.

Wasn't that the Mr Rodwell season??

It was.