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Marco 4J - Exiled Kilner-Banker now living in Medway. Season ticket holder for around 10 of the seasons between 1994-2007. Currently to be seen in the away end of London-based HTAFC matches. First Town memory: Scoring a penalty (1 out of 3) against Lee Martin at an open day. Best Town memory: the 2-5 win at Crewe in the Great Escape Season. Favourite Players: Danny Schofield, Steve Harper, Nat Brown.
Luke Wielgus - Counting down the days till Saturday when I''l either be in my usual spot in the Kilner Bank or in some obscure little town (away day fund permitting!). One things for sure though - win, lose or draw I'l' be back next week to do it all again! TTID
Greg Marah - I'm an exiled Huddersfield Town fan most of the year as i go to university on the wrong side of the Pennines. Despite that I spend far too much money and time following Town throughout the season.
Sean Makin - Been a HTFC fan since 1994 and been a season ticket holder for the past 10 years and counting. Go to every home game and most away matches (finances permitting). Best experience - winning the play-off final at the Millenium Stadium in Cardiff back in 2004. Worst - getting relegated on last day of the season from the championship in 2001 by a single point.
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I've been a Town fans since 1958/9 season and every time I go to a game I get the same old feelings. Something like this!
The mere sight of Bright Blue n White injects me with life giving cango juice that pulses through my veins, filling me with a powerful primeval force. Nerves jingle, jangle, feet tingle and the short hairs on the back of my neck stand up like pine needles. My mouth forms words from French Romantic novels and my breath intermingles with every flowing attacking wave of creative footwork. Light pours out of me and bursts upon the floor like as an uncontrollable sparkling fountain of love larva. As momentum builds and tensions grow I feel pulses of energy filling my brain with clear striking notes of the most wonderfully pure kind. In that moment Miles Davis is so totally proud of me. I seek to channel this beauty and raise my hands in the air to the Gods. Come on Town score and take me to the river of happiness one more time.