We all owe our blues allegiance to somebody and it’s usually family or friends.I went to my first match on 23rd December 1967 and we beat Huddersfield 6-1 in front of over 26,000.Never been interested in going anywhere else I was hooked.But the guy I owe my thanks to or maybe not was a guy called Mr.Jordan.We lived in Cromwell Lane Bartley Green and he lived inext door to us.I was one of 4 boys,elder 2 brothers were vile fans and Mr Jordan had 4 daughters.He asked my mom and off I went.We went all over the place including running through Aston Park being chased by some vile skinheads.The blues skins turned out to be far harder and we got safely to Vile Park after walking with about 2,000 blues mostly skinheads from St.Andrew’s.does anybody else remember this ?
I’ve always wondered what happened to Mr Jordan .So Mr Jordan wherever you are you are responsible for 8 season tickets in the Gil Merrick and despite the mostly low days along the way I’ve been forever grateful that you chose to take me that day.KRO
