OXFORD United fans tell us their memories of the 1986 Milk Cup final.

I was at a cub scout parade in Thame - nine years old. Got caught up in the furore in the county. A glory boy who has been going ever since! - Gareth Farmer

I got to the game in a convoy of blue Harwell buses that left from Wantage and Grove. It was my first ever trip to Wembley. Stepping out and seeing the sea of yellow and blue literally took my breath away (that, and the steps) – Tim Walker

Went with my dad and brother. I vividly remember the sea of yellow and blue scarves down the M40 and the sheer exhilaration of that third goal. Amazing day. Dad said ‘take it all in because you won’t get another day like this’. He was (almost) right! – @rachhfost

We moved away from Oxford in 1985, mum and dad were not Oxford fans so they didn’t take me. Remember walking into school the next day in Liverpool like I was 10 feet tall - Matthew Green

My first live match, at the age of seven. Was there with my Dad and his mate. I remember little of the game, having spent most of it watching the crowd – a sea of yellow swaying from side to side as people jostled during celebration. The noise has never left me, nor the love for OUFC – Jamie Clutterbuck

I remember us assembling at the pub on the Headington roundabout that is now McDonald’s. And that the official travel to Wembley was on double-decker buses rather than coaches, which gave a slightly Wacky Races feel to the procession through the M40 cutting and towards Wembley - Simon Atkinson

Old wartime coach from Didcot BR staff club. Stopped at a BR club in north London. QPR fans threw cans of Guinness at our coach. Afterwards, QPR team coach pulled up next to us, Jim Smith looked across, smiled and gave us a thumbs up. A class act from a class manager. Best day ever – @DeadlyTheRoadie

What a day! I went on a coach with Bee’s Pool Club in Witney (now the location of Fat Lils). Had a fight with my big brother in the morning as I was trying to leave on my motorbike to catch the bus - Ady Suter

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I was there with wife. I remember just standing in disbelief as Malcolm Shotton lifted the trophy. What an absolutely amazing time we had in the mid-eighties. We were in a tube full of disgruntled fans after the game and I couldn’t stop smiling. Great memories - @kent_ant

Will never forget the sea of humanity in every possible type of bus and coach along the A40(M) as it was then. At one stage we were passed by the team coach under police escort – the players looked amazed by all the fans. Met my first girlfriend the next day, so great weekend – @MincheryFarmWeb

Went as a 15-year-old with my Dad. Such a great day with yellow everywhere. Feel gutted that it didn’t get us a spot in European competition. We live about 40 miles from Oxford and I was the only U’s fan in the school. Felt like a king for a week after - Joe Seeney

Remember it like it was yesterday. Coach-load of 50 left from our house in Wallingford, organised by my mum who is sadly no longer with us. What a day. Finished off in The Red Lion Brightwell - Phil Smith

The best moment of the match for me came at half-time. A QPR fan nicked my school teacher wife’s horned hat from off her head. She went into full school ‘marm’ mode and he handed it back with a wimpering apology within seconds – Patrick Baddeley

Back from uni, went on a bus with the Corner House boys. Breakfast in Stokenchurch and three card brag won enough for flags and caps a la Shotton. Great game, Maxwell waving on the M40 and lock in when back – never did get the essay in the next day!! - @theref62

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I was there, what an amazing day. We travelled in a plain white Ford Transit hired minibus. How long did it take to find it after the game! The trip back to the Brit in Headington was a blur, but boy, the beer and songs flowed – Andy Gill

I was serving in the Royal Navy at the time and remember returning back to my ship HMS Glasgow in the early hours of the morning jubilant, before we set sail the next day – Lee Dunkley

I was there with my Mum and Dad. My Dad always wore a tie to the football. He had a horned hat on too. Jeremy Charles scored that third goal and it was like a yellow and blue mirage. Fabulous! - Andy McCormac

I was there at seven years old. Still remember my dad throwing me on his shoulders when Jeremy Charles scored the third. Brilliant memories - Andy Trevelyan

What a memory of the 86 milk cup final. Outclassed QPR on the day and me being one of the 90,396 in Wembley, will never forget this magical game. Hebberd 40 mins, Houghton 52 and Charles 86 - Robert Baughan

Remember driving my old blue mk5 Cortina down the M40 with yellow and blue ribbons on the front, wedding style - James Merritt

The 8:50 train from Oxford was rammed. No pubs open until midday so cans and bottles kept us going as adventures around London - @paninaro1968

I organised a coach to take 50 of us from my Dad’s old pub, the Temple Bar off Cowley Road. Fantastic day out, may have drunk too much that evening. Remember thinking at half-time that I was dreaming, seemed so unreal, my little Oxford winning at Wembley, crikey! – @OUFC4EVER

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Was in my final year at uni. Went by train so missed the amazing M40 convoy, but travel was much less busy. Was late back for lectures on the Monday morning, but suddenly everyone else had heard of the team I support – Janine B

Was 14 at the time. Didn’t have the best view of the first goal and the noise that followed meant I didn’t hear the announcement of the goalscorer. Spent the rest of the afternoon thinking John Aldridge had scored rather than Hebberd. Great day - Jeremy Pound

I was there, what a fantastic day. My first visit to the old Wembley and went back to the new Wembley to see the yellows in the play offs - Stuart Downes

I was there with a mate. What a fantastic day it was. What a superb performance on the day. We had such a great team then - Carl Barrett

Coming back on the coach, we passed the team coach and the team held the cup up to the window. People from Sandhills and Risinghurst were lining the A40 as we drove into Oxford. Amazing day. - Steve Price

I was 18, just passed my driving test and drove my mate in my Mini to Wembley. Watching Oxford for 14 years even then, it was surreal to be at the home of football in a cup final. To score three goals at Wembley and be behind the goal when Charles put in the third was then and is now, a feeling hard to put into words. If you were there, you know. – David Griffiths

I went with my dad and Morrells brewery on a double decker bus, all the coaches going up the motorway overtaking each other and when you looked across the people on the other coaches were pretending to row and go past – Alan Howard

I was 14, my dad was in the fire service and we went with others on a coach from Oxford. I just remember how much blue and yellow there was and a great noise, the match itself was incredible, it felt predetermined the result, they all played out of their skins. A lovely memory and a great time to be an Oxford fan - Matt Smith

Didn’t get home for 3 days out celebrating, wife not happy - David Palfreyman

Went on the train from Bicester, what a day, what a performance. Oxford United winning at Wembley was a dream come true, it was the pinnacle of three great years winning division Three, division Two and then the cup. Team of the 80s for me - Simon Jaggs

On the day hoards of U’s fans descended on ‘wembellee’ and packed out pubs and fast food establishments etc, while the opposition fans (QPR) arrived seemingly thinking we were just yokels happy to have a ‘day out’. The day didn’t start too great for some, our coach had to pull over on the A40 because the sun roof had somehow detached itself and was hanging precariously! - Alan D Potter