It was one of the greatest moments of my life on a very wet Friday Night. After so much hard work by so many people it was amazing to see so many people come to the game.I hate to think what could have happened if it was a dry night the crowd could have been much bigger and people could have been hurt....We were not that aware of ground safety in those days. I remember being so overcome with emotion after the game I locked myself in a cupboard and cried my eyes out. Oh happy days.

It was absolutely fantastic. Don't forget that the years leading up to that time, i.e. the 80s, had been extremely bleak at Keighley so it was very exciting to see the club and the team take off to those heights. The ground was packed to the rafters every week, away matches saw a convoy of Cougars fans take to the roads; it really seemed as if every other car you saw was full of red, green & white. The atmosphere in the town was like nothing I ever experienced before or since - there was a real buzz about the place, everyone seemed to be on the up. As it happens I've just been watching my DVD of the review of the 94-95 season; by eck it brings a lump to my throat. Nick Pinkney running like the wind, big Brendan crashing over through the entire opposition team, and my favourite bit of commentary as Pinkney goes in for his try in that game against Warrington - "JONATHON DAVIES - WIPE MY BOOTS!". Just think what might have been, for both the club and the town, had it not been for Maurice bloody Lindsay and his mates. I hope they're well pleased with their crowds of under 2,000 at Salford and London in their Super Dooper League. Our team would have graced any league so yes, it really was great to experience that era.

They say the crowd on 9th April 1993 was "more than 5,000" and I have heard some say "there were a lot more there than that!" The game had everything and wrung the whole gamut of emotions out of us. Big Joe getting sent off early on and we thought it was all lost. But we came back (with a change of kit at half-time) and triumphed in the mud and the mizzle of that memorable (very) Good Friday night. Shame we can't get some of that glory to rub off on today's Cougars.

It was about the 3rd or 4th game I went to...

I remember being in the scratting shed perched on the wall leaning over the advertising hoardings and breying the hell out of them. Carlton Farrell ran the full length of the field high fiving every kid perched there.

The atmosphere was so intense even when Smokin' Joe was sent off you just knew we weren't going to fail.

I'd love to see an atmosphere like that at Cougar Park, sadly because of the way the games been sanitised, and moved away from it's traditional working class roots, I don't think we ever will.

How about showing the video in the bar after the Barrow game and then have players and fans reminiscences?

My daughter says that it was her first game but what a game it was!

Despite living in Essex, she always listens to the home-game match commentary.

The only problem with getting some of the former players togather on Good Friday is that, like most other Cougar supporters, they'll be working!

Why not call the game off now Gary and save face? Blame it on a frozen pitch!