Daft places youve slept on an away day..

Arsenal away, got there on the train using Persil vouchers, no money to get from Euston to Highbury, no money to get in. Sat on the 'famous steps' and said hello to Eddie Large as he was going in, told him we had no tickets and he reappeared two minutes later with seats in the main stand for us.

We got beat (obviously).

Missed the train back and could only get as far as Crewe station. I called my brother in Stockport to ask if he'd pick us up. He told me to fuck off.

In short: Broke, used half price tokens from the back of washing powder boxes to get to London, got helped out by comedian, got told to fuck off by my brother, slept on Crewe station.
 
Absolutely bladdered nil nil night game in the league club fell asleep lying on the terracing during the match. Did the same on the pre season tour in Holland, that pissed I can’t remember where I was
 
TNS at the millennium stadium, went on the ale after and had to kip on a park bench until train station opened to get home
 
Coventry cathedral ,no idea why,when, just know it was for city ,away with very little money
 
Bradford away when we went up 2 cars from Bridge left when pubs shut at 11pm none of us had tickets and had to get there before police put road checks to stop what was expected to be over 5k blues travelling without tickets the next day
12 of us trying to sleep in the 2 cars on the market square near their town hall Fukin murder
All got tickets in the Bradford end Great Day one of the best
 
I once slept in a bus shelter somewhere close to Stockbridge near Sheffield. I had a row with my travelling companions at Sunderland and decided to hitch back to Manchester. It went OK initially but by the time I got to Sheffield after three lifts, the traffic died out.

When dawn broke, the traffic picked up and I got a lift in a lorry carrying a cargo of bones through to Manchester.
 
JGL07 said:
I once slept in a bus shelter somewhere close to Stockbridge near Sheffield. I had a row with my travelling companions at Sunderland and decided to hitch back to Manchester. It went OK initially but by the time I got to Sheffield after three lifts, the traffic died out.

When dawn broke, the traffic picked up and I got a lift in a lorry carrying a cargo of bones through to Manchester.
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Sounds like Peter Sutcliffe took you back to gods own.
 
GOULDYBOBS said:
Cant wait for the equivalent of this thread in twenty years.

"So embarrassing, dropped my half and half scarf in my prawn sandwich when I fell asleep in the tunnel club. Going to have a full fat coke on the flight home,"
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As opposed to the equivalent in the 80/90's

"Fuckin bobbins, dropped half a pill in me bacon barm when I fell asleep in the Nile Club. Going to have a fat line of coke and a fight on the way home"
 
In my case, regrettably didn't sleep.

Our flight into Istanbul on the Friday morning landed in the early hours.

In our wisdom we didn't book the hotel that night to save a fed quid thinking we could blag in.

Fully booked, just leave your cases in reception in a rough arse area. No thanks. So we basically walked the streets from 4am until we could check in. A very shit start to a very good weekend.
 
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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I've passed out on the tube after many London games. Try reading a tube map when you're bladdered, impossible. Kipping on the eurostar after Lokeren was a costly mistake. Paris is a long way from St Pancras.
 
I remember an early season game at Palace in the 1980s when I travelled on a coach from Gorton. On the way back we stopped for a few scoops in Walsall. Rather too many for the coach driver’s liking, as got fed up waiting for us and he fucked off without us. Cue a police escort at closing time to the local cop shop where there was possibly some sleeping until the cops organised us an alternative coach. Think we got back to Manchesterabout 8 am on Sunday.
 
On a park bench in Milan, when we played Atalanta at the San Siro. Drinking all day, became very disoriented, couldn’t find the hotel in the dark, so just sat down and went to sleep. I woke up at dawn, stood up and the hotel was about 30 yards away. Aged 56 at the time, not impressive and if my kids or grandkids did it, I would go nuts.
 
Whether or not said:
On a park bench in Milan, when we played Atalanta at the San Siro. Drinking all day, became very disoriented, couldn’t find the hotel in the dark, so just sat down and went to sleep. I woke up at dawn, stood up and the hotel was about 30 yards away. Aged 56 at the time, not impressive and if my kids or grandkids did it, I would go nuts.
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On that trip i 'slept' in an immigration holding cell before being fucked off and banned from Italy for 5 years

I remember on a pre season tour to Ireland, on route to Galway we slept on a train station platform in a fashion. Met some traveller who made us a cup of tea using his camper stove. He had a camouflaged bible
 
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