My first proper away game (outside of London) was Huddersfield in the FA cup 1967, the year we beat Yorkshire to get to the final. The football special we travelled up on was the highlight of the weekend and I learned more songs on that train than have at any time before or since. We won 1-2 and then went on to beat Sheffields x 2 and Leeds in the semi at Villa Park (as mentioned above by ReggieBoy) only to lose in the final. That day at Wembley is the only time I have ever cried at a football match when Spuds won the first all London final, in my defence I was only 13 and it wasn't a full on blart more of a few tears and a runny nose, but the disappointment made me want to kill somebody. Probably in hindsight the traitor Jimmy Greaves.