Sheff utd in the cup losing on pens was absolutely gutted after that game
For me it's Hillsborough 87, 6th round v wednesday and 15000 city fans being crammed into the leppings lane end. There were men around us losing control as you could hardly breathe, we managed to get out at the back and went round to the left side where we climbed the concrete steps upto the stand. When we got there we could see slightly less than half of the pitch as the side of the wednesday stand was filled in with opaque plastic glass. After about 10 mins the old bill came up the terrace dragging a city fan backwards past us and ACCIDENTALLY letting go of him at the top of the steps, I called them bastards, and before i knew it i was tickling the back of my own neck as the unseen third copper escorted me down the steps. As soon as i opened my mouth to protest i got a smack in the chops off him. Ended up getting chucked out and ducking and diving for about an hour till me mates came out. I was not surprised two years later when those terrible events unfolded in that same end of the ground, it really was a disaster waiting to happen.
On a lighter note wingy how come your brothers keep gettin chucked out at the footy
For me it's Hillsborough 87, 6th round v wednesday and 15000 city fans being crammed into the leppings lane end. There were men around us losing control as you could hardly breathe, we managed to get out at the back and went round to the left side where we climbed the concrete steps upto the stand. When we got there we could see slightly less than half of the pitch as the side of the wednesday stand was filled in with opaque plastic glass. After about 10 mins the old bill came up the terrace dragging a city fan backwards past us and ACCIDENTALLY letting go of him at the top of the steps, I called them bastards, and before i knew it i was tickling the back of my own neck as the unseen third copper escorted me down the steps. As soon as i opened my mouth to protest i got a smack in the chops off him. Ended up getting chucked out and ducking and diving for about an hour till me mates came out. I was not surprised two years later when those terrible events unfolded in that same end of the ground, it really was a disaster waiting to happen.
On a lighter note wingy how come your brothers keep gettin chucked out at the footy
That was mental that day. I picked my feet up off the ground a fair bit away from the turnstiles. I got carried most of the way there. It was even worse at times inside the ground. Wouldn't have missed it for anything. The QF game was a better day out than SF or final. This is a different story altogether though
You sound like a true sky blue soldier SQEEAM,reffering to the Liverpool disaster ,some one was culpable and should have been held to account and it was'nt the police or the liverpool fans,but the official who passed leppings lane as capable of holding 15000 fans.Cup Semi Final 1987. Two minutes into the game I suffered (what was later diagnosed as) a collapsed lung. I thought I was having a heart attack at the age of 19! My mate looked at me and knew there was something wrong but we both blanked it. Stayed until the very end and then had the task of trying to get to the coach which was a nightmare with my impaired breathing and bricking it in case the Leeds fans got hold of us as I could barely walk never mind run..
Didn't stop me going down town on the Sunday night to celebrate either!
It's great watching that game again as the tackles seemed to be harder then and the players just got up and got on with it.
God I sound old!!
For me it's Hillsborough 87, 6th round v wednesday and 15000 city fans being crammed into the leppings lane end. There were men around us losing control as you could hardly breathe, we managed to get out at the back and went round to the left side where we climbed the concrete steps upto the stand. When we got there we could see slightly less than half of the pitch as the side of the wednesday stand was filled in with opaque plastic glass. After about 10 mins the old bill came up the terrace dragging a city fan backwards past us and ACCIDENTALLY letting go of him at the top of the steps, I called them bastards, and before i knew it i was tickling the back of my own neck as the unseen third copper escorted me down the steps. As soon as i opened my mouth to protest i got a smack in the chops off him. Ended up getting chucked out and ducking and diving for about an hour till me mates came out. I was not surprised two years later when those terrible events unfolded in that same end of the ground, it really was a disaster waiting to happen.
On a lighter note wingy how come your brothers keep gettin chucked out at the footy
Oh yeah, and then the station we changed at in London their former player, Andy Johnson, was there. He just went down with the fans to watch the game! Baggies fan with 3 teeth started on me in the train as well because I touched his table trying to keep upright (no, that is not a metaphor for his penis by the way)!!
I was going to start a new Thread, Best ever Home day, but i could'nt be bothered.
My worst home day was when i was about 10/11ish and me and my dad had season tickets, but we never ever once used our actual seats as my dad ,who was a cantankerous old bugger, always sat us in the press seats in the main stand so we had a table for the fish and chips he had smuggled in.
Anyway my best mate supported Leeds and when we played them at home we took him as he had never seen them live. Yet again sat in the press seats my dad, who could fall out with himself, started to bad mouth 3 Leeds fans who were sat a fews rows infront of us. It soon got very heated and my bloody Dad got up and went straight up to them and started this almighty brawl.This started to make me cry loudly and my mate could'nt beleive it and was totally bemused.
This brawl went on for some time which made every person in the main stand stop watching the game to look over to us , until the stewards finally dragged him away and made him come back and sit back next to us. By now i had become hysterical and my mate also had started to cry, with people around us trying to comfort us, but my Dad just could'nt understand why we had become so upset. I had never been so embarrassed, and my mate still dumbstruck just wanted to go home, but my Dad insisted we stay and enjoy the game, but the day was ruined for both of us.
We drove home in silence, and when i got home i took my revenge by telling my mum all what had happened, which i knew would hit him the hardest. For some time probably weeks,he had to cook all his own meals and all his clothes washing and ironing, until my mum had cooled down.
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Seems really prevalent since the change of server nick.Nobody is reporting threads still?
Too many to mention but ones that stick out are:-
Rochdale away in the cup. Lost 3-0 and half of my mates didn’t get in the ground cause of the forgeries doing the rounds.
Colchester in the cup when we humiliated. That night Staunton told me to fuck off the cheeky coont.
Villa away the day we got relegated.
It didn't help that they'd spelt Rochdale wrong on the tickets!!!
Good day on the piss though and in Stafford after.
Two shit days out at Watford one when we went down and the game got cancelled because the Man U player they had on loan died in a car crash and then Watford OB decided to close the town centre down so we couldn't even get a beer! And then the other I think we got spanked 5 -2 and after not getting in till silly o'clock in the morning I was minging all day, watched a shit match, got the train home and went straight to bed. :slap:
Otherwise even if the football is shite it usually ends up a good day on the piss.
Sure it was alittle village Cus and not that truckers stop just up and off the m1 with the ladies of ill reputehaha worse then them dodgy 20 notes doing the round in Newcastle in the cup that year. Remember the bars refusing to take any 20 notes at half time in the end. haha
Stafford was a quality night, like you say LG the football usually wrecks a good day on the lash.
Was you in my motor that night when we played Watford midweek? Stopped in a little villiage on the way back?
Sure it was alittle village Cus and not that truckers stop just up and off the m1 with the ladies of ill repute
It didn't help that they'd spelt Rochdale wrong on the tickets!!!
Good day on the piss though and in Stafford after.
Two shit days out at Watford one when we went down and the game got cancelled because the Man U player they had on loan died in a car crash and then Watford OB decided to close the town centre down so we couldn't even get a beer! And then the other I think we got spanked 5 -2 and after not getting in till silly o'clock in the morning I was minging all day, watched a shit match, got the train home and went straight to bed. :slap:
Otherwise even if the football is shite it usually ends up a good day on the piss.
haha worse then them dodgy 20 notes doing the round in Newcastle in the cup that year. Remember the bars refusing to take any 20 notes at half time in the end. haha
Stafford was a quality night, like you say LG the football usually wrecks a good day on the lash.
Was you in my motor that night when we played Watford midweek? Stopped in a little villiage on the way back?
Too be fair there was loads of moody fivers doing the rounds at Rochdale as well. Must be something about the FA Cup.
Yeah that was the re-arranged game me and our feathered friend went down on the rattler trying to use the same train tickets we'd bought for the Saturday game as they didn't get stamped on the way there. Didn't get away with them but fair play to the Conductor he gave us a squeeze and gave us the cheapest tickets he could much to the disdain of the other Cov fans who had paid twice as much depsite buying them in advance!! Then you gave us a lift back. Result.
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