Nothing to do with that at all - celebrating (or will be) as spent a fair few years living there including secondary school. Have no fond memories of the place at all (except seeing The Smiths at the Poly in 1984 ironically a year after i left the place and moved back to Sale)Don’t understand the celebratory mood. Were it not for Dickov’s goal against Gillingham, or even the sheer bloody fortune of the Sheikh’s investment, this could very easily have been us.
Ah, yes, all perfectly legitimate reasons to crack open the jelly and ice cream as a football club succumbs to corruption beyond the fans' control.Nothing to do with that at all - celebrating (or will be) as spent a fair few years living there including secondary school. Have no fond memories of the place at all (except seeing The Smiths at the Poly in 1984 ironically a year after i left the place and moved back to Sale)
The accent still grates me to this day
Nothing to do with that at all - celebrating (or will be) as spent a fair few years living there including secondary school. Have no fond memories of the place at all (except seeing The Smiths at the Poly in 1984 ironically a year after i left the place and moved back to Sale)
The accent still grates me to this day
The accent is pretty awful tbf.Ah, yes, all perfectly legitimate reasons to crack open the jelly and ice cream as a football club succumbs to corruption beyond the fans' control.
Fucking mint when the Goat scored at the death in that game.Never forgiven them for attacking the family stand.
Fuck them.
That and the time they charged the Main Stand from the North Stand Corner.....Ah, yes, all perfectly legitimate reasons to crack open the jelly and ice cream as a football club succumbs to corruption beyond the fans' control.