68-69 a season to remember,
as Palace landed in the First,
led by Jackson, Sewell and kember.
An able manager in Bert Head,
a West Country man by birth,
he instilled in the players confidence,
passion and self worth.
A good Third Division South side,
we were known as in the past,
but this was a new look Palace,
with an entertaining cast.
John McCormick in the rearguard,
Mark Lazarus on the right,
Bobby Woodruff with his Terry Long throw,
what an awesome sight.
We had two Taylor’s and two Jackson’s,
Cliff scoring — Jacko stopping,
and Colin and Tony Taylor had many a full back hopping.
John Loughlan down from Scotland,
David Payne a local boy,
and ” He’s here, he’s there — He’s everywhere,”
the brilliant Roger Hoy.
So with this cast of characters,
the season did begin,
and we went to Cardiff City,
and produced a four nil win.
Three wins to start the season,
and our hopes became sky high,
but then a string of poor results,
and our dreams began to die.
But another run of victories,
including Millwall at the Den,
goals by Woodruff and Lazurus,
and Jacko saved a pen.
We knocked Leeds out of the League Cup,
but lost the next round at Turf Moor,
and Charlton disposed of us in the F.A. Cup,
by a two nil score.
Mid January the cold kicked in,
there was snowfalls, ice and frost,
and when we resumed in February,
no more games were lost.
We went to Cloughie’s Derby,
who were cruising to the title,
and a lone goal by Bobby Woodruff,
proved to be so vital.
Another win v Millwall,
four — two the final score,
goals by Woodruff and Taylor,
and McCormick making sure.
The fans spoke of promotion,
something Bert Head dared not discuss,
until we played Good Friday,
before forty thousand plus.
” If we get through the Easter program,
without suffering a defeat,
I think,” said Bert, “we’ve got a chance,
of joining the elite.”
Despite a spate of scoreless draws,
other results they went our way,
and our last home match was Fulham,
on a sunny April day.
A win would mean promotion,
a loss and we could get pipped,
and rock bottom Fulham scored two first half goals,
when their players forgot the script.
Lazurus pulled a goal back,
just after the break,
then Cliff Jackson scored another,
the score two — two to make.
The Selhurst faithful roared on the players,
urging them to win,
until Croydon boy Steve Kember,
forced the winner in.
After what seemed an eternity,
the final whistle blew,
hello the First Division,
good bye Division Two.
Thousands poured , onto the pitch,
their heroes names to sing,
they sang of ‘Shovel’ Sewell,
and Taylor on the wing.
The players appeared in the Directors box,
to join in with the fun,
as the fans sang ” E — I –adio,
we’re in Division One.”
They hurled their shirts into the crowd,
and swigged from chilled champagne,
as the atmosphere around them,
had joyously gone insane.
The celebrations continued on,
into a night of song and booze,
as the fans dreamt of next season,
against the Liverpool’s and Man U’s.
So of that day in 69,
in a season history was made,
the memories for true Palace fans,
will never ever fade.