Daft places youve slept on an away day..

I also woke up in Romford the night before the Gillingham play off.

I fell asleep on the night bus. I think I was still wet through after being thrown into the fountains in Trafalgar Square. The driver made me get off the bus at and sit on the roadside for about 40 minutes before he let me back on again before we both headed back into London at about 4am.

I was in a right state the following day and could barely keep a drink down pre match. I made up for it after though.
 
It’s great to see someone learning from their mistakes.
Thanks, and it only took me about 35 years to learn my lesson, so proud! :)

(I've remembered 4 or 5 other similar experiences whilst reading through this thread too :)

BUT

...who said that they were mistakes or that I have any regrets about drinking a little too much in my "youth"?
I enjoyed myself and have an abundance of funny stories and experiences that many others could only dream of having (not all of them ended with me sleeping under a trailer to get out of the rain you know), the ONLY reason I stopped drinking was that the hangovers became unbearable, no other reason.
 
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A park bench in Istanbul because I couldn't use my phone to see where everyone was. I also didn't know what day it was! Lovely weather though:-/
 
Palace away the week before their Cup Final in 90/91 which they should've won, and the GPC would've got the sack and life could have been so different then.

Too many beers from early morning combined with a very sunny day. I was asleep on the terracing when City scored the equaliser (at our end as well) and was convinced we'd lost, when in fact we'd snatched a draw.

Woke up in time to get on the pitch and wish the Palace fans well for the following weeks game -if only!!
Remember that day well , think every city fan bought a palace scarf or hat from the hawkers outside for the following weekend . Myself and the brother in law put ours on in the pub, which was obviously full of raggys as the final kicked off.
Went down a storm :)))
 
I was pissed and couldn’t find my accommodation in Munich during the World Cup 2006. I was staying at mates, but I lost him in a beer garden, and he wasn’t answering his phone and I didn’t have his address.

I went into a cop shop and asked if they’d put me up for the night.

The desk sarge thought it was hilarious and was happy to oblige.

When being taken through to the cells his boss found out what was happening and threw me out and told me where to sleep with tramps under a nearby bridge.

I ended up shelling out a fortune for a shitty hotel which I think was mainly being used by sex workers. I got about an hours sleep as the air con, fear of bed bugs and the smell kept me an awake.
Spent a week in Germany for that world cup with no accommodation. Had a tent and deckchairs for the first few days . We put the tent up in someone's garden in Munich city centre. Ended up sleeping in car parks towards the end . Australia played Brazil in Munich but we never had tickets. Just went into the fan parks . In cologne my mate was jumping in any water features he could. He was going to jump in the rhine for a tenner but the cops turned up and give him a banning order for all water related areas. It was like a parking ticket. England played in cologne if I remember correctly. Stuttgart was mental with the Spanish fans . We even crashed in a brass house in frankfurt. They had the match on
 
I went for 3 weeks. The best 3 weeks of my life.

I managed to get tickets through the FIFA website for Iran v Angola in Liepzig, England v Ecuador 2nd round in Stuttgart, England v Portugal (Ronaldo winker) QF Gelsenkirchen and match of the tournament - Germany v Italy Semi Final in Dortmund. I was the only person supporting Italy on the whole of the Yellow Wall going mental when they won 2-0 knocking the hosts out.

I watched Portugal V Netherlands in a barbers shop in Stuttgart that had been converted into a bar. I was sat in a barbershop chair with crates on the floor and a big screen up. The owner was selling beers for a euro.
 
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27th April 1985 Portsmouth 1 City 2
My mate drove down and we didn't really have a plan, crucial game and the win set us up nicely for promotion. Drove to Oxford and went in a bar and got pissed, had a curry so ended up sleeping in the car in a car park.Driving home the next day we picked up a hitch hiker who was a City fan and had come out of a night club on the Friday, pissed, and decided he had to be at Portsmouth so hitched down overnight. We dropped him at Cheadle and just thought what people do to follow this football club!
 
27th April 1985 Portsmouth 1 City 2
My mate drove down and we didn't really have a plan, crucial game and the win set us up nicely for promotion. Drove to Oxford and went in a bar and got pissed, had a curry so ended up sleeping in the car in a car park.Driving home the next day we picked up a hitch hiker who was a City fan and had come out of a night club on the Friday, pissed, and decided he had to be at Portsmouth so hitched down overnight. We dropped him at Cheadle and just thought what people do to follow this football club!
Simmo winner, another great away day, loved that 84/85 season
 
Thanks, and it only took me about 35 years to learn my lesson, so proud! :)

(I've remembered 4 or 5 other similar experiences whilst reading through this thread too :)

BUT

...who said that they were mistakes or that I have any regrets about drinking a little too much in my "youth"?
I enjoyed myself and have an abundance of funny stories and experiences that many others could only dream of having (not all of them ended with me sleeping under a trailer to get out of the rain you know), the ONLY reason I stopped drinking was that the hangovers became unbearable, no other reason.
I was just having a buzz with you mate :)
 
I was pissed and couldn’t find my accommodation in Munich during the World Cup 2006. I was staying at mates, but I lost him in a beer garden, and he wasn’t answering his phone and I didn’t have his address.

I went into a cop shop and asked if they’d put me up for the night.

The desk sarge thought it was hilarious and was happy to oblige.

When being taken through to the cells his boss found out what was happening and threw me out and told me where to sleep with tramps under a nearby bridge.

I ended up shelling out a fortune for a shitty hotel which I think was mainly being used by sex workers. I got about an hours sleep as the air con, fear of bed bugs and the smell kept me an awake.
Vids?
 
Accident on the way back from Fulham after a 3 nil Friday night defeat, slept on Stafford railway station that was a long long long night ..
 
Not an away day but I was woken up by plod while asleep on a shed roof in Aldershot in the 90’s. I was in my y’s and had folded my clobber up in a neat pile next to me. Initially I was in for a hiding but I think they didn’t want to touch me so they took me back to camp.
 
I was just having a buzz with you mate :)
Was hoping all the :) that I put in would've indicated that I wasn't taking myself too seriously mate :)

Honestly though, this is about the 3rd or 4th time in 2 days that people have assumed my posts or me to be angry, probably indicates that I should have a look at my posting style or something.
 
Hitchhiked across France to the old East German border where I slept in my sleeping bag inside a phone box, after unsuccessfully trying to break into and sleep in the local church. One of the longest and certainly the coldest nights of my life.
 
Was hoping all the :) that I put in would've indicated that I wasn't taking myself too seriously mate :)

Honestly though, this is about the 3rd or 4th time in 2 days that people have assumed my posts or me to be angry, probably indicates that I should have a look at my posting style or something.
Fuck them mate. You crack on :) I loved your post made me laugh :)
 
After a Villa match and a day enjoying the odd pint of Stella Artois.
I missed the last train, couldn't remember my 4 digit card number and had no cash left.
Somewhat short of working brain cells Iand options I decided to sleep at the back of an Indian restaurant, under a bit of cardboard, over a grate spewing out hot air mixed with the smell of lamb korma.
Passed out , woke when the hot air had long gone and the steady rain had mulched the cardboard.
The kip had at least sobered me up and I could immediately remember when my birthday was, so could withdraw some cash from a machine

Got an early train and arrived back just in time for an arranged pub meet. Soon as I sat down the noses started twitching. I stank of left over indian odours mixed with the stench of stale clothes, and rancid breath.
Couple of Stella's later I was up and at em.p
 

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