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Peter Burridge

Just before my time as well. He and Holton were a great combo that got the team into the old Division 2. He played for rivals Millwall and Charlton as well
 
I've been reading the contributions to HOL for years without being tempted to throw in my own two penn'orth - until now. I can't let this occasion pass.
My first visit to Selhurst Park was in Sept 1959. I was 8 and must have badgered my dad to take me as he was not really a football man. He preferred rugby union. This was the era of the great Johnny Byrne and on that day we beat Hartlepools Utd 5-2. Thereafter, Mum wouldn't let me go to games on my own but promised that I could do so when I was 12. So in March 1963 I finally became a regular, often attending reserves as well as all first team games.
I have a framed photo of the 1963 team hanging proudly at home and those players have a very special place in my heart. Peter Burridge is sitting between captain Ronnie Allen and Cliff Holton, his fellow 20 goals in a season hero. Imagine that: two Palace players each scoring 20!
Peter Burridge was my boyhood idol. He just seemed so stylish (why is it that left footed players look so good?) And the goal he scored against the mighty Nottingham Forest in the FA Cup (we won 3-1) remains my all time favourite to this day. These days I struggle to remember what I had for breakfast but that goal, struck perfectly first time with his magical left foot, is etched perfectly in my mind.
The only occasion in my life when I attended a football match just to see a particular player was when Peter Burridge had moved to Charlton. I got the 54 bus to the Valley to see him. My first experience of that vertiginous concrete terrace!
Apologies for this rambling reminiscence, but it always hurts me a little when the name Burridge is mentioned and no one thinks of Peter. He was far from the greatest player to play for Palace (or the Glaziers, as I still like to think of our club) but he'll always remain the first name on my teamsheet. RIP Peter.
 
I've been reading the contributions to HOL for years without being tempted to throw in my own two penn'orth - until now. I can't let this occasion pass.
My first visit to Selhurst Park was in Sept 1959. I was 8 and must have badgered my dad to take me as he was not really a football man. He preferred rugby union. This was the era of the great Johnny Byrne and on that day we beat Hartlepools Utd 5-2. Thereafter, Mum wouldn't let me go to games on my own but promised that I could do so when I was 12. So in March 1963 I finally became a regular, often attending reserves as well as all first team games.
I have a framed photo of the 1963 team hanging proudly at home and those players have a very special place in my heart. Peter Burridge is sitting between captain Ronnie Allen and Cliff Holton, his fellow 20 goals in a season hero. Imagine that: two Palace players each scoring 20!
Peter Burridge was my boyhood idol. He just seemed so stylish (why is it that left footed players look so good?) And the goal he scored against the mighty Nottingham Forest in the FA Cup (we won 3-1) remains my all time favourite to this day. These days I struggle to remember what I had for breakfast but that goal, struck perfectly first time with his magical left foot, is etched perfectly in my mind.
The only occasion in my life when I attended a football match just to see a particular player was when Peter Burridge had moved to Charlton. I got the 54 bus to the Valley to see him. My first experience of that vertiginous concrete terrace!
Apologies for this rambling reminiscence, but it always hurts me a little when the name Burridge is mentioned and no one thinks of Peter. He was far from the greatest player to play for Palace (or the Glaziers, as I still like to think of our club) but he'll always remain the first name on my teamsheet. RIP Peter.
What a heart-warming contribution to the debate.Delightful.
 
I've been reading the contributions to HOL for years without being tempted to throw in my own two penn'orth - until now. I can't let this occasion pass.
My first visit to Selhurst Park was in Sept 1959. I was 8 and must have badgered my dad to take me as he was not really a football man. He preferred rugby union. This was the era of the great Johnny Byrne and on that day we beat Hartlepools Utd 5-2. Thereafter, Mum wouldn't let me go to games on my own but promised that I could do so when I was 12. So in March 1963 I finally became a regular, often attending reserves as well as all first team games.
I have a framed photo of the 1963 team hanging proudly at home and those players have a very special place in my heart. Peter Burridge is sitting between captain Ronnie Allen and Cliff Holton, his fellow 20 goals in a season hero. Imagine that: two Palace players each scoring 20!
Peter Burridge was my boyhood idol. He just seemed so stylish (why is it that left footed players look so good?) And the goal he scored against the mighty Nottingham Forest in the FA Cup (we won 3-1) remains my all time favourite to this day. These days I struggle to remember what I had for breakfast but that goal, struck perfectly first time with his magical left foot, is etched perfectly in my mind.
The only occasion in my life when I attended a football match just to see a particular player was when Peter Burridge had moved to Charlton. I got the 54 bus to the Valley to see him. My first experience of that vertiginous concrete terrace!
Apologies for this rambling reminiscence, but it always hurts me a little when the name Burridge is mentioned and no one thinks of Peter. He was far from the greatest player to play for Palace (or the Glaziers, as I still like to think of our club) but he'll always remain the first name on my teamsheet. RIP Peter.
Wonderful reminiscence. My first days of supporting the Glaziers, too.

I remember queuing for tickets for the Forest game and they closed the turnstile just as me and my dad were next; I was heartbroken. So much so that I pestered him to take us to Selhurst so we could stand outside and listen. In the end he relented and there we were, standing outside the Holmesdale End, when we were approached by a bobby who told us he'd been given two tickets by fans that couldn't make it and he gave them to us. Miracle! I tell you we were made up for sure and I'll never forget that day, with the snow at the side of the pitch: a truly memorable part of my Palace past.

Leeds did us in the quarterfinal 0-3. Demolition job.

Haha!

Cheers salopianeagle 👍
 
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I've been reading the contributions to HOL for years without being tempted to throw in my own two penn'orth - until now. I can't let this occasion pass.
My first visit to Selhurst Park was in Sept 1959. I was 8 and must have badgered my dad to take me as he was not really a football man. He preferred rugby union. This was the era of the great Johnny Byrne and on that day we beat Hartlepools Utd 5-2. Thereafter, Mum wouldn't let me go to games on my own but promised that I could do so when I was 12. So in March 1963 I finally became a regular, often attending reserves as well as all first team games.
I have a framed photo of the 1963 team hanging proudly at home and those players have a very special place in my heart. Peter Burridge is sitting between captain Ronnie Allen and Cliff Holton, his fellow 20 goals in a season hero. Imagine that: two Palace players each scoring 20!
Peter Burridge was my boyhood idol. He just seemed so stylish (why is it that left footed players look so good?) And the goal he scored against the mighty Nottingham Forest in the FA Cup (we won 3-1) remains my all time favourite to this day. These days I struggle to remember what I had for breakfast but that goal, struck perfectly first time with his magical left foot, is etched perfectly in my mind.
The only occasion in my life when I attended a football match just to see a particular player was when Peter Burridge had moved to Charlton. I got the 54 bus to the Valley to see him. My first experience of that vertiginous concrete terrace!
Apologies for this rambling reminiscence, but it always hurts me a little when the name Burridge is mentioned and no one thinks of Peter. He was far from the greatest player to play for Palace (or the Glaziers, as I still like to think of our club) but he'll always remain the first name on my teamsheet. RIP Peter.
Hi I’m the same vintage. I was also at the Cup game against Forest. A fabulous performance. In the 4th tier and an average attendance of over 18,000 the year we got promoted. Roy Summersby is another name I recall. Vic Rouse in goal. Nostalgia ain’t what it used to be!
 
Posted earlier about him and Palace’s long line of great keepers, but that was John not Peter. 🙄
Since he's come up a couple of times I looked up Budgie's record. He's now 73 and played for 29 clubs (and signed for some more than once) which is nearly twice as many as anyone else.
 
I've been reading the contributions to HOL for years without being tempted to throw in my own two penn'orth - until now. I can't let this occasion pass.
My first visit to Selhurst Park was in Sept 1959. I was 8 and must have badgered my dad to take me as he was not really a football man. He preferred rugby union. This was the era of the great Johnny Byrne and on that day we beat Hartlepools Utd 5-2. Thereafter, Mum wouldn't let me go to games on my own but promised that I could do so when I was 12. So in March 1963 I finally became a regular, often attending reserves as well as all first team games.
I have a framed photo of the 1963 team hanging proudly at home and those players have a very special place in my heart. Peter Burridge is sitting between captain Ronnie Allen and Cliff Holton, his fellow 20 goals in a season hero. Imagine that: two Palace players each scoring 20!
Peter Burridge was my boyhood idol. He just seemed so stylish (why is it that left footed players look so good?) And the goal he scored against the mighty Nottingham Forest in the FA Cup (we won 3-1) remains my all time favourite to this day. These days I struggle to remember what I had for breakfast but that goal, struck perfectly first time with his magical left foot, is etched perfectly in my mind.
The only occasion in my life when I attended a football match just to see a particular player was when Peter Burridge had moved to Charlton. I got the 54 bus to the Valley to see him. My first experience of that vertiginous concrete terrace!
Apologies for this rambling reminiscence, but it always hurts me a little when the name Burridge is mentioned and no one thinks of Peter. He was far from the greatest player to play for Palace (or the Glaziers, as I still like to think of our club) but he'll always remain the first name on my teamsheet. RIP Peter.
 

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