Still havn't !!!!!!!!

Sittin on the wall when I was too short to see the game & when I did get tall enough I used to bend my knees when the stewards came to measure me & crying on the last ever game against Saints.... Stayed for ages after the final whistle!!

I've just spent over an hour reading every post on every page, and am not ashamed to say that I have shed a few tears.

I've laughed and cried.

It just brings back so many memories of friends and family, sadly some of them no longer with us.

Taking Liam (mini rogue) to his first RL games.
Going into the Griffin (Billy B's) or the Riverside.
The pre and post match discussions (arguments in the relegation season)

Glynn Shaws sing songs.

Billy B's tries. Mighty McTigue.
The professionalism of Edwards, Hanley and Bell (hated losing more than enjoyed winning)

My mate Ste abusing Murphy when he Alex was coach (and laughing when they were both on the ale together on the 2008 World Cup trip)

Central Park was a very special place, and I can understand just how many Saints fans are feeling now with the closure of Knowsley Road.

twosevenzero, me neither

my first and only visit to the famous old ground was the last ever match. a day i will never forget despite only being 5 at the time. remember getting a piece of the turf which is still planted in my grandad's back garden today and i must say its the greenest piece of grass in there

Getting in free via St.Marys Church.

Seeing a lad sat on the high wall getting hit with the ball and falling about 12ft down the other side, not nice.

Climbing over the wall at night and playing rugby on the pitch with an imaginary ball (influeneced by Pulse at 99p a bottle from chicks)

Climbing up the flood lights and then getting scared when the wind picked up a bit.

Pinching ketchup from the burger vans - again at night.

Finding human remains at the side of the ground - this was later reported in the WEP.

And many more!

Standing on the walls next to the bar entrance with my dad so i could see the games That and the golden gamble house / office, always stuck with me!

Looking at old programmes in the 'Programme Shed' in the early 80's.

The old bloke with the 'Repent thy has sinned' sign stood outside the Pavillion every Sunday match.

Playing rugby on the pitch at half time at an A team game.
Playing rugby in the in goal area during an A team game.
All the above involved Fat Harry.
Someone spilling a pint of p155 down the back of our legs at the Manly game. It was too rammed to get to the toilets.
Swapping ends at half time.

What a great thread to make my first post on!!! There's too many CP memories. Some epic, some hilarious, some emotional... here's the first ones that came to mind.

Wigan v Manly... Still the greatest game ever, I was on the wall at the back of the old (pre Whitbread/Boston) stand. The noise and atmosphere would blow any grand final away.

- Watching such a range of wins, from 92-2 batterings to 2-0 mind-numbing knock-on fests.
- Martin Dermott's testimonial football match with random 'celebs'.
- Super Kel behaving like a spawning salmon.
- Kevin Ward breaking his leg (holy jeeesus it was a bad one).
– The beautiful echoing dulcet tones of 'Two-thousand pounds Gordon.'
– Stood in icy mid-winter in the Douglas Stand with your knackers freezing off supping a nice cool wobbly pint.
– Fights and tackles that would see players slammed into the boards right in front of you.
– 'Westy Westy give us a wave, Westy, give us a wave'.... followed by 'Yeaaahhh' or the rare 'Boooooo'.
- The old entry music... dit-dit-diddle-diddle dat-dat daa-daa... Aaaaargh!!!

And the players... Kiss, Goodway, Platt, Gill, Lydon, Preston, Edwards, Greg, Hampo, Blake, Shelford, The Iro Bros, Farrell, Miles, Inga, Robinson, Connelly, Paul, Offiah, Botica, Panapa, Skerrett, Cowie, Radders... the list goes on and on. One thing is certain, Wigan have had some of the best players on the planet play on that pitch.

Eeee, it's brought a tear to my eye I tell thee.

my biggest memory is always getting on just after kick off after "just time for one more" in the town branch legion
we got on about 5 mins late during a leeds game just in time to see ray mordt get the ball an inch from the touchline about 5 yards out.my brother said" he`s going in touch here", but some how he managed to knock 4 defenders off and score in the corner

Aaah, Ray Mordt's cast iron shoulder. He didn't need a gap that fella.

The quickest way from A to B is in a straight line.

An opposing winger once said to Boston after Billy had just trampled over him

"Billy, you've got a great sidestep, just use it next time"