The Day Windass Took Us to the Premier League

[BoothferryBoy]

May 24th 2008. Wembley. I still get goosebumps thinking about it.
I remember everything about that day. Left Hull at about 7 in the morning, coach full of Tigers fans singing all the way down the M1. Nobody really believed we were going to do it. We'd been a lower league club our entire existence and suddenly here we were one game away from the Premier League.
Then Windass hit that volley. Half volley from the edge of the box, perfect connection, straight into the net. I don't think I've ever made a noise like the one that came out of me in that moment. Blokes around me crying, hugging strangers, absolute chaos in the stands. My old man was next to me and he just stood there with his hands on his head for about thirty seconds before he could even speak.
The final whistle was even better. The whole Hull end just erupted. Years and years of supporting this club through some genuinely terrible times and it all came together in one afternoon. I've been to weddings, seen my kids born, all that stuff, but honestly that day at Wembley is up there with any of it.
Deano was one of us. Hull born, Hull bred, and he delivered the biggest moment in the club's history. You couldn't write it better than that.
Where were you when Windass scored? What do you remember about that
day?

 

[MKMFaithful]

I was in a pub in Hull. Couldn't get a ticket, the allocation sold out in about five minutes. The whole place went absolutely mental when the ball went in. People jumping on tables, beer everywhere, someone put a chair through the ceiling. Then we all piled into town and it was just thousands of Hull fans everywhere celebrating. The city centre was rammed until about 3 in the morning. Best day of my life as a football fan and I wasn't even at the game.

 

[HessleRoad_Tiger]

I was there. Block 136. Still got the ticket framed on my wall. When Windass hit it I remember thinking it was going wide and then it just flew into the corner. The noise was unbelievable. I rang my dad straight after the final whistle and neither of us could speak properly. He'd been going to watch Hull since the 60s and never thought he'd see the day. He passed away in 2019 but that phone call is one of my favourite memories with him.