squirtyflower
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Ruined a good leather jacket that day!
People were swimming in the front rows
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Extreme Away Days
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People were swimming in the front rows
Coldest: Boro in the 8-1. Entire country was baking in sunshine so travelled up in shorts and t shirt. It was fucking freezing in that rathole. Less said about the game, the better. " We don't need no Phil Scolari......" Fucking hell.
Chesterfield away in the cup was pretty grim. As was Doncaster and Oldham. Stopped going to cup away games because of that stretch of shite defeats in cup games.
Worst part about that boro game was dunne being sent off and thinking we wouldn't get into Europe through fair play haha.
I was only 10 at the time so missed their 8th goal because it kicked off so my dad made us leave.
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Worst away ? Everton early 80's......hid in a graveyard for an hour after the game....hundreds of blues in there
Most Frustrating: Stretford End on a freebie for the 1-6 masterclass. Massive headache after FT from the bottled up celebrating.
Sounds like my experience, was on a table in corporate with 3 Rags so it was hard to keep the excitement down. We had to take 2 overnight ferries from belfast to liverpool due to getting the tickets so late and no flight options. Was well worth it tho ;)
lancs blue
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Coldest - Juventus away in the Europa, December 2010, around -10 C in the stadium then I ended up on the wrong tram after the match and had to walk for half an hour to get back to the hotel by which time I must have been close to hypothermia.
Furthest - without checking distances I'd say Thessaloniki for the Aris away match.
Scariest - Forest in the Cup in 1974 was really bad, kicked off all over the place before, during and after the match. But there were many violent away trips in the 70s, especially before proper segregation was introduced, any trip to Leeds or Merseyside was one where you had to keep your wits about you at all times.
Fullest - the South Stand paddock at Elland Road, Xmas time 1976, never been so crammed in on a terrace before or since. Kiddo scored both goals in a 2-0 win.
Emptiest - Chelsea away on a Monday night in 1993 was weird, just over 10,000 there for a Prem match in such a big stadium, dead atmosphere and a totally uneventful 0-0 draw..
Most enjoyable - I've got to go for the 6-1 at the swamp, just for the sheer pleasure of rubbing their noses in it and the "fire drill" with 20 minutes left.
Furthest - without checking distances I'd say Thessaloniki for the Aris away match.
Scariest - Forest in the Cup in 1974 was really bad, kicked off all over the place before, during and after the match. But there were many violent away trips in the 70s, especially before proper segregation was introduced, any trip to Leeds or Merseyside was one where you had to keep your wits about you at all times.
Fullest - the South Stand paddock at Elland Road, Xmas time 1976, never been so crammed in on a terrace before or since. Kiddo scored both goals in a 2-0 win.
Emptiest - Chelsea away on a Monday night in 1993 was weird, just over 10,000 there for a Prem match in such a big stadium, dead atmosphere and a totally uneventful 0-0 draw..
Most enjoyable - I've got to go for the 6-1 at the swamp, just for the sheer pleasure of rubbing their noses in it and the "fire drill" with 20 minutes left.
Brighton 83, a load of us thought it would be a good idea to go down overnight in a small Ford Escort van, the one with no windows in the back. Went on the piss in town and set off about midnight, only been going 10 minutes and one of the lads spewed up in the back, that was one grim journey!
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Reading this thread it is obvious a lot of people have done the "hard yards" now is time to enjoy our time in the sunshine.
Was that the 80/81 season. If so, I can agree - it kicked off big time after the cup game. We were in a car so had to turn right on leaving our end straigh into them (no escort to train/coaches). Never seen so many blades at a match; it was like a war zone with stabbings left, right and centre. Hated them with a passion ever since.Worst away ? Everton early 80's......hid in a graveyard for an hour after the game....hundreds of blues in there
Bluemoon dan
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Scariest was a trip to, of all places Luton in the dark days of Division 2. We couldn’t find any pubs that would let us in but after a bit we stumbled across a kind of rough working mens club down a sidestreet. The bloke on the door let us in on condition that we kept our heads down and didn’t draw any attention to ourselves.
We got in, bought a pint and found a quiet corner to sit in. Then one of our lads just said he was going to put a quid in the fruit machine. 2 spins later and he drops the jackpot. Problem was, it wasn’t a normal fruit machine. It was one of those that was linked with other clubs in the area to build up a shared jackpot. First prize was about £300. All in pound coins.
The machine was flashing away, alarms going off and all these pound coins clattering into the tray below. Obviously the locals who had been feeding this machine for months without winning were not impressed. Games of pool and darts had stopped and people were starting to point and gather around these 4 outsiders. And still the pound coins kept coming. We were scooping them into pockets by the handful but they still kept going.
Eventually the clattering stopped and the machine went quiet and the only sound was muttering and angry cursing from the locals. And then the lad who won it, bending over scooping up the final coins and completely oblivious to the fact we were about to die came out with 'I wonder if they’ll change these behind the bar for me’.
We had to walk through a guard of honour of angry blokes to get to the door. Still amazed we made it out.
We got in, bought a pint and found a quiet corner to sit in. Then one of our lads just said he was going to put a quid in the fruit machine. 2 spins later and he drops the jackpot. Problem was, it wasn’t a normal fruit machine. It was one of those that was linked with other clubs in the area to build up a shared jackpot. First prize was about £300. All in pound coins.
The machine was flashing away, alarms going off and all these pound coins clattering into the tray below. Obviously the locals who had been feeding this machine for months without winning were not impressed. Games of pool and darts had stopped and people were starting to point and gather around these 4 outsiders. And still the pound coins kept coming. We were scooping them into pockets by the handful but they still kept going.
Eventually the clattering stopped and the machine went quiet and the only sound was muttering and angry cursing from the locals. And then the lad who won it, bending over scooping up the final coins and completely oblivious to the fact we were about to die came out with 'I wonder if they’ll change these behind the bar for me’.
We had to walk through a guard of honour of angry blokes to get to the door. Still amazed we made it out.
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Villa away when Reid was manager. Freezing cold, lost 3-1 and the police removing City fans like they were attempting to get in the Guinness book
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