Daft places youve slept on an away day..

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Just for shits and giggles.

More relevant to 80/90's away trips, when we hitched to games, blagged football specials or travelled in a mates battered old transit.

Palace away hitched down on the Friday night, nowhere to stay, as per normal. Managed to break into Crystal Palace Athletics Stadium, slept on the pole vault landing mattress until chased off in the morning.

Peterborough cup game, hitched via Nottingham, slept under some loft insulation on a building site. Fucking nightmare next day.

Norwich away, a dozen of us in the back of a transit. Slept in the van in Kings Lynn, went on the piss, messy as fuck, woken up by one of the lads curling a turd. Same trip, one of the lads fell through the back door of the van doing 80mph on the fast lane M6. Stopped the van, walked back down the hard shoulder towards where he fell out, literally expecting to find a body. There he was walking up to us, like nothing had happened, totally unscathed. Until he realised his jeans were on fire. He had a box of matches in his back pocket which ignited as he scraped his ass on the tarmac. Left him to put it out himself as payback for frightening the living daylights out of us.

99 play off final slept under the M1 at
Staples Corner with a load of tramps. Woke up to find they weren't tramps but Blues doing exactly the same as us.

Happy days.
 
Dodge said:
Norwich away, a dozen of us in the back of a transit. Slept in the van in Kings Lynn, went on the piss, messy as fuck, woken up by one of the lads curling a turd. Same trip, one of the lads fell through the back door of the van doing 80mph on the fast lane M6. Stopped the van, walked back down the hard shoulder towards where he fell out, literally expecting to find a body. There he was walking up to us, like nothing had happened, totally unscathed. Until he realised his jeans were on fire. He had a box of matches in his back pocket which ignited as he scraped his ass on the tarmac. Left him to put it out himself as payback for frightening the living daylights out of us.
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Reminds me talking to a Liverpool fan at a party 30 or so years ago who said he went to the 1984 European Cup Final in Rome and outside the Olympic Stadium about two hours before the game he saw a Salford Van Hire lorry pull up, the back doors opened and about 8 scallies piled out of the back - and when he looked inside the back of the van there were two sofas and two armchairs round a table with empty cans of beer everywhere. The cunts must have been in there since Calais! It must have fucking stank!
 
Night before we played Notts County May bank holiday Monday 1985, when we wrecked Meadow Lane and Billy Mac had to come on the pitch and calm us down at half time, we went to Nottingham on the Sunday night and kipped in a load of carboard boxes after going on the piss round Nottingham. What a fuckin day the Monday was!
 
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gordondaviesmoustache said:
Reminds me talking to a Liverpool fan at a party 30 or so years ago who said he went to the 1984 European Cup Final in Rome and outside the Olympic Stadium about two hours before the game he saw a Salford Van Hire lorry pull up, the back doors opened and about 8 scallies piled out of the back - and when he looked inside the back of the van there were two sofas and two armchairs round a table with empty cans of beer everywhere. The cunts must have been in there since Calais! It must have fucking stank!
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Trips in the back of vans were great when you set off. Full of beans, crates of ale, good mates having a laugh. It then got gradually worse as the journey went on, especially on the way back. Uncomfortable, stinking ale breath, toxic farting, the loud bastard who never shut up. Fucking torturous. Hangover kicking in.

Then next time, having forgotten about the torture, jump in and do it all again.
 
Dodge said:
Just for shits and giggles.

More relevant to 80/90's away trips, when we hitched to games, blagged football specials or travelled in a mates battered old transit.

Palace away hitched down on the Friday night, nowhere to stay, as per normal. Managed to break into Crystal Palace Athletics Stadium, slept on the pole vault landing mattress until chased off in the morning.

Peterborough cup game, hitched via Nottingham, slept under some loft insulation on a building site. Fucking nightmare next day.

Norwich away, a dozen of us in the back of a transit. Slept in the van in Kings Lynn, went on the piss, messy as fuck, woken up by one of the lads curling a turd. Same trip, one of the lads fell through the back door of the van doing 80mph on the fast lane M6. Stopped the van, walked back down the hard shoulder towards where he fell out, literally expecting to find a body. There he was walking up to us, like nothing had happened, totally unscathed. Until he realised his jeans were on fire. He had a box of matches in his back pocket which ignited as he scraped his ass on the tarmac. Left him to put it out himself as payback for frightening the living daylights out of us.

99 play off final slept under the M1 at
Staples Corner with a load of tramps. Woke up to find they weren't tramps but Blues doing exactly the same as us.

Happy days.
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You're as bad as me mate.

I always seemed to get ridiculously drunk at away games down in Lundun, fall asleep on the tube and end up at one of the terminuses in the far reaches of that hell hole at silly o'clock on my own. On occasions I even did both ends of the line in a night. Fall asleep, wake up at Edgware Road, get the train back, fall asleep, wake up at High Barnet, get the train back, fall asleep, etc...etc...etc...

Woke up at Croydon with headphones in but some twat had robbed my walkman and after asking a taxi driver "How much to Euston mate?" was greeted with the response "What, Euston in LONDON?" So I slept in/under a bush in the pissing rain.

Walking, totally lost along Caledonian Road I thought fuck this and, like you, found a building site, only mine was in a shitty old on site caravan which was fortunately empty. (5 star accommodation compared to yours)

Simply walked into a fire station just round the corner from Scotland Yard (only found that out in the morning) and burrowed under a big pile of their flame proof jackets (very warm) and fortunately for me there were no emergencies that night.

Tried to sleep on a platform at an overland tube station near Crystal Palace (no idea which station) only to be woken by two blokes who said "You don't want to sleep here mate, somebody will kill you." who then followed me round for a good hour as I stumbled off shitting myself not having a fucking clue where I was going (that one scared me a bit to be honest)

That's off the top of my head.

You may be relieved to hear that I no longer drink any alcohol, which I think is probably for the best :)

As you say, "happy" days :)
 
I won't mention his name, because it wouldn't be fair on John Atkins, but a certain heavily drunk City supporter from Whaley Bridge somehow fell asleep in the toilets at the Goldstone Ground towards the end of the disastrous FA Cup defeat in 1983.
He woke up at 6pm and was the only person in the ground. He then had to walk over the pitch and find a wall small enough to climb out of the stadium.

However, there was a happy ending, as despite his mates assuming he'd been arrested, he still managed to hitchhike home and reach Whaley in time for last orders.
 
the-ecstacy-of-eight said:
You're as bad as me mate.

I always seemed to get ridiculously drunk at away games down in Lundun, fall asleep on the tube and end up at one of the terminuses in the far reaches of that hell hole at silly o'clock on my own. On occasions I even did both ends of the line in a night. Fall asleep, wake up at Edgware Road, get the train back, fall asleep, wake up at High Barnet, get the train back, fall asleep, etc...etc...etc...

Woke up at Croydon with headphones in but some twat had robbed my walkman and after asking a taxi driver "How much to Euston mate?" was greeted with the response "What, Euston in LONDON?" So I slept in/under a bush in the pissing rain.

Walking, totally lost along Caledonian Road I thought fuck this and, like you, found a building site, only mine was in a shitty old on site caravan which was fortunately empty. (5 star accommodation compared to yours)

Simply walked into a fire station just round the corner from Scotland Yard (only found that out in the morning) and burrowed under a big pile of their flame proof jackets (very warm) and fortunately for me there were no emergencies that night.

Tried to sleep on a platform at an overland tube station near Crystal Palace (no idea which station) only to be woken by two blokes who said "You don't want to sleep here mate, somebody will kill you." who then followed me round for a good hour as I stumbled off shitting myself not having a fucking clue where I was going (that one scared me a bit to be honest)

That's off the top of my head.

You may be relieved to hear that I no longer drink any alcohol, which I think is probably for the best :)

As you say, "happy" days :)
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Brilliant love it
 
Was out with the ex Mrs one Friday night when I mentioned to one of the lads are we going to Bramhall lane tomorrow for the game .
Not bloody likely came the reply from the ex we’re at a wedding tomorrow night and I don’t want you steaming , she had a point.
Well that quite upset me so I replied I’ll go now , had a couple more pints and ordered a taxi at last orders , four of us were in Sheffield for midnight .
Got into a club few more beers and ended up in the train station for the night in a carriage .
Into Ponds Forge for a wash and brush up then back on it .
Think we got beat 4-2 if i remember correctly .
Got to the reception about 9 pm no sign of the ex .
 
Pablo123 said:
Was out with the ex Mrs one Friday night when I mentioned to one of the lads are we going to Bramhall lane tomorrow for the game .
Not bloody likely came the reply from the ex we’re at a wedding tomorrow night and I don’t want you steaming , she had a point.
Well that quite upset me so I replied I’ll go now , had a couple more pints and ordered a taxi at last orders , four of us were in Sheffield for midnight .
Got into a club few more beers and ended up in the train station for the night in a carriage .
Into Ponds Forge for a wash and brush up then back on it .
Think we got beat 4-2 if i remember correctly .
Got to the reception about 9 pm no sign of the ex .
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Good one.

Similar story. Took my girlfriend of 6 months to meet my old man for the first time, he'd moved in with some woman in the Wirral.

City were at Liverpool. Took myself out for a fag in the back garden, jumped the gate and went to the match, leaving her there with basically 2 strangers. After the game went straight to Lime St and got the train to Manc with my mates, without giving her a second thought.

My old man's girlfriend had a son, so he took her out for a few drinks, the opportunistic scouse twat. 2 years later they got married...and City were still shit.

Lucky escape.
 
Dodge said:
Good one.

Similar story. Took my girlfriend of 6 months to meet my old man for the first time, he'd moved in with some woman in the Wirral.

City were at Liverpool. Took myself out for a fag in the back garden, jumped the gate and went to the match, leaving her there with basically 2 strangers. After the game went straight to Lime St and got the train to Manc with my mates, without giving her a second thought.

My old man's girlfriend had a son, so he took her out for a few drinks, the opportunistic scouse twat. 2 years later they got married...and City were still shit.

Lucky escape.
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WTF! Seriously? Did you forget her or did you just think "fuck her, I'm enjoying time with my mates"? :) Pissing my sides
 
Dodge said:
Brilliant love it
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There's probably more, the number of times people ask me "Do you remember when you....?" and I just stare blankly and say "Nope, no recollection mate"

The "Downing Street machine gun incident" definitely falls into that category but after being reminded of it numerous times I kinda remember it, sort of... :)
 
In a lift in the hotel in Brussels after the lokern game.
After me and my mate had decided to take the vending machine upstairs in the lift and some how getting it into our room.
For some reason instead of sleeping in the room me and said mate decided to kip in the lift
Next morning when we went into our room which had a big hole where the door was .
We went mad at our mate who had been in bed since at 10pm.

" What the fuck have done here you daft ****.
And why is there a vending machine in the room.
The doors hanging off and the wardrobes all smashed up".
To our amazement it wasn't anything to do with him.
And he informed us both in no uncertain terms was never sharing a room with us again .
Happy days wouldn't swamp them for anything.
Ctid
 
the-ecstacy-of-eight said:
WTF! Seriously? Did you forget her or did you just think "fuck her, I'm enjoying time with my mates"? :) Pissing my sides
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Brilliant.
Love stories like this when your young and city is everything.
When I first met my misses.
I was staying at her flat.
She said in the week.
It would be nice to go to Chesterfield and do some shopping on Saturday.
"Yeah ok ".
Saturday comes.
I'm getting dressed.
Stone island coat.
Adidas original trainers you know how it was.

She asked me what I was doing.
" Going to the match love".
When she said I thought I said it would be nice to go shopping ".
Yes it probably would have a nice time.
It's Saturday I'm going to city you said it would be nice to go shopping.
And you'll probably have a nice time.
But I've been going to city since I was 6.
I think your great but I'm not stopping going to city for anyone.
20 quite happy married on 28th May.
Back then city was a way of life the absolute be all and end all for me.
 
Betterdeedthan red said:
In a lift in the hotel in Brussels after the lokern game.
After me and my mate had decided to take the vending machine upstairs in the lift and some how getting it into our room.
For some reason instead of sleeping in the room me and said mate decided to kip in the lift
Next morning when we went into our room which had a big hole where the door was .
We went mad at our mate who had been in bed since at 10pm.

" What the fuck have done here you daft ****.
And why is there a vending machine in the room.
The doors hanging off and the wardrobes all smashed up".
To our amazement it wasn't anything to do with him.
And he informed us both in no uncertain terms was never sharing a room with us again .
Happy days wouldn't swamp them for anything.
Ctid
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I'm sure Dave Kelly slept in that lift that night mate?

After he got paranoid in the cab on the way back from the match and thought the driver fancied him. He told the cab driver to let him out now. So he did, right in the middle of a dual carriageway. We eventually got the driver to turn round to pick him up. We found him sat in the middle of the road with a perfect arch of 360deg puke around him.

Great trip Lokeren.
 
Dodge said:
I'm sure Dave Kelly slept in that lift that night mate?

After he got paranoid in the cab on the way back from the match and thought the driver fancied him. He told the cab driver to let him out now. So he did, right in the middle of a dual carriageway. We eventually got the driver to turn round to pick him up. We found him sat in the middle of the road with a perfect arch of 360deg puke around him.

Great trip Lokeren.
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Yes I think he was with us.
I don't know the name but there was a bloke with us.
We stopped the cab on a big round about and ran off so we didn't have to pay.
Is he from macc.
We were with a load of macc lads.
I'm wank with names though.
Fuck me what a trip that was.
My 1st and only city away game in Europe.
My daughter was 2 weeks old when we went there.
So money etc stopped me going away for a while after.
And since we've been in champions league I won't go as it's a corrupt load of shite
 
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