I discovered football a bit later than most. 10 years old!
The 1970 World cup finals, transmitting delayed coverage to our Black & White telly got me hooked & out of a sense of pure glory I started supporting Brazil.
After the finals had finished I consistently pestered my Dad to take me to watch Brazil play.
This was to my dismay a non starter as my Dad kindly explained that the Austin 1100 would struggle to make Skegness let alone Rio De Janierio.
So it came to pass that in November of that year I was taken to Filbert Street to see Leicester v Swindon.
Like the kid out of Fever Pitch I was totally overwhelmed by the whole occasion.
The climb to the double decker, the odour of hot dogs & bovril & me & my Dad chatting to friendly strangers it was a massiver eye opener into the real world for me. The football, from the bit I can remember was a whole lot better than the odd bit you saw on the box now & again.
So, that was that, after a 3-1 victory to City I changed my allegiance from Brazil to Leicester City & have spent the best part of 5 decades on the LCFC rollercoaster ride we all know & love.
PS I still like Brazil though!