was working in otley at the time, so we left early, as we where coming from the opposite direction to the crowds we got in on time, we where sat behind the sticks where toppo did his runaround try brill, i remember the week before widness had beat us easily in the play off final, but that night was great and a great atmosphere

Fantastic memory.
I was working for a local company who's owner and directors where big FC fans and sponsors .I can remember the clamour on the Monday for tickets and the boss let all the staff who were fans have time off to get tickets.
The problem was that more wanted tickets than was available,think we sold out our first allocation in no time and then sold out a second lot as quick.
We were getting calls from our customers hoping that with us being a sponsor the company had a bottomless pit of tickets.
Our sales manager had heard from the club that Widnes were struggling to sell their allocation so he asked me to drive to Naughton park with £200.00 notes in my pocket with the instructions to get as many,if they would sell them to me,as i could.
No problem was the answer at Widnes ticket office and i came back with about 20 i think.
Plenty left when i asked him how the tickets where going and he knew i was from Hull.

Getting back in the afternoon with the tickets and tales of plenty of tickets left,i was asked to go again the next day this time with £300 quid.
No problem again and this time i was'nt the only one from Hull ther.
My reward for endeavours,the day of the replay off with pay.
I will take the memory of that night with me to the grave.

Picked up in Cott High School lay by and then mad dash to the game just missed the worst of traffic that caused so many to be late. Brilliant night will never forget the wrap around move and Crooksy going under the sticks at our end. Madness but the pinnacle of a fan's career

Still remember loads from the night.

I'd left school early at 2.30pm, letter from home too saying I had to go to the Replay , so we were there for 4.30pm and one of the first in the ground to get a prime position in the Kop. Can remember the fans coming in throughout the first half with nowhere to go as the stand was packed.

The surprise of the line up Sullivan, Dean and Duke were all over 35 at the time I think? They all played there hearts out though.

Can remember Super Taff returning the kick off with a towering kick and then suddenly meeting the bounce to get us on the attack straight away.

Toppo running into the biggest gap for his first try with the Widnes defence still chasing shadows.

Even when Stuart Wright scored, he always scored in cup final's, it still felt like it was only delaying the inevitable.

In the last ten minutes, we knew we had already won it and there's no sweeter sight than seeing Hull on the attack with the whole Hull contingent belting out 'Old Faithful'. Everyone was singing.

A Hull player, Toppo, was even named Man of the Match (still can't believe they gave it to Sinfield in 2005), although it wasn't the Lance Todd Trophy on the night.

Think the lads should do the runaround/wrap around move tomorrow at Gillingham, just for old times sake. Ben Crooks could also side step from dummy half and go in under the sticks as a personal family tribute.

What a night I remember it was raining as the bright orange ford escort set off from Hull driven by my girlfriend of one day. Our first date my god!! In the ground raining, fans still streaming in at halftime. Toppliss and Crooks with that run around. Amazing night. If you were the Gorrilla I helped you climb the fence to get onto the pitch. We were meant to get slaughtered but my what a feeling. Heading home along the M62 traffic jams then sod it lots of us stopped on the motorway and partied on the hard shoulder. And the girlfriend a rovers supporter as well!!! What a night that was. She converted ,worshiped Kemble ,married me and we still go every week waiting for another one just like that..........happy days.

One of the BEST days of my whole life as being a Hull supporter. All the memories people have put up, I can remember them just like yesterday.
In Gelderd End with the lads and Old Faithful like like I've known it.
After the game, we stopped in a Pub somewhere near Wakey, I smoked a cigar (Arthur Bunting style) and got smashed on Rum. The bus dropped me of at Park Street. The rest is a blur, I had been taken home in the back of a Police Van after I'd collapsed on the street!!

16 and on the back of a bus with my first proper girlfriend. She was 15 and her mam and dad owned the sweet shop next to our school. Plenty of free Black Jacks and Fruit Salads for the journey. We took an 8 pack of Norseman and she got the lips snogged off her all the way home. Happy days.

Absolutely fantastic night. Me and the girlfriend, now wife, arrived well before kick off after parking on the street somewhere at the top of the hill and took our seats amongst the thousands of Hull fans. I remember the atmosphere was electric, filled with trepidation for as to what was about to unfold. I was still in a state of shock from the previous weeks events: A draw at Wembley that ended in very strange circumstances, fans standing around staring at each other wondering as to what happened next. A couple of games played for the Premiership Trophy and another lost final, against the team we were about to face for the biggest prize.
I honestly didn't know the team that was to take the field and was shocked to hear the likes of Tony Dukes,Tony Dean and the late Clive Sullivan named in the team.
The game itself seemed to be over in a blur. Some of the memories that I do have (other than the game) is of the crowd still filing in after kick off and during the game, oh and someone losing his finger climbing over the fence around the pitch.
The celebrations afterwards were legendary, cars tooting, people hanging out of windows on the motorway and all this without a drink as I was driving.

I've not posted on here before , but reading some of the accounts/ stories the memories came flooding back.
I was 11 and my parents took me.I can recall we arrived around kick off time and managed to get into the ground only to be in the 'kids cop' area that had walls for kids to stand on but no-one could see behind and a large group of angry hull fans were walking around the concourse behind, eventually we were all escorted around the pitch to seats at the end with a great view, will always remember the 'wall of sound' that the hull fans packed into the other 3 stands made and Grown men crying and hugging when Crooksy scored (which I happily admit to doing in 2005).
We attended the 1982 reunion dinner a few years ago (and more recently the 1983 championchip winners). Graham(Sammy) Lloyd is still adamant that the kick went over . Got some great photos with all my boyhood heroes that day.
Can remember ending up in Sportsman with Crooksy,Knocker,kemble and Dane O'hara. Great times

The last big game mother saw and we won the cup in May 1983 she dead .before she passed away she told me we
would lose to Featherstone and her favorite C Stone would cost us the game I thought she was kidding being poorly

I was 16 at the time, and we travelled across to elland road in a reliant robin. I do remember us on the way getting caught up in the jam on the M62 and luckily we were at a junction where it happned. Unfortunately we had just passed the exit off the junction so my dad reversed down the entrance on to the motorway side to get off and I think we got to the ground with not lonjg to spare. don't remember much about the game apart from when Lee Crooks scored and turned to my dad and said 'we won the fooking cup!'

I also remember meeting Paul Woods ouside the ground after the match had finished, he was sat on a car iirc.