Worst away day ever

[tidyman]

I managed to direct my way to the Den. Arrived 30 minutes after kick off with the only turnstiles open in the Millwall end.

The only turnstiles open at any time were for the Millwall end. Everyone had to go in their end and make their way round the back of the main stand and into the City end. Taking your chances along the way.

Lively old day whatever time you got there.

 

[Millwallawayveteran1988]

Plymouth away late 80's.

Car broke down on way so we got there at half time. We were 2-0 up at that time.......Lost 3-2!

Another one was Barnsley away late 80's. Went on the special and it ran over a horse on the line. Train pulled in to station at half time. We all thought the game would have been put back but no chance. 400 or so of us running to the ground must have been a sight from the terraces.

game ended 0-0!

In terms of result.......Notts County away was a bad day! Wigan last year was aload of shite and Blackburn away in the cup 2-0 under Pearce was awful.

 

[Bluedodd]

Halifax away in the cup. Final replay v spurs crashed on the M1 going down. Derby away got in late 2 down, and I think big Joe got sent off for pacing out the yardage to the penalty spot. Then worst though has to be York away, I was their but in the away end behind the goal we were truly awful.

 

[mayo31]

Dont think I have ever had a really bad away day, if the result was bad something on the trip usually made up for it and vice versa.

Made us what we are today, loyal fans

 

[gordondaviesmoustache]

Middlesboro at Ayresome Park in the late 80's. It was a League Cup game so was consequently midweek.

Drove up there with some mates to be greeted by the abortion that is Middlesboro. My working life has subsequently taken me up and down the country and to this date possibly only Luton and Port Talbot can out-do it for sheer, grinding depression.

Got to the game at the just as depressing Ayresome Park only to find a cloud of fog featuring with increasing prominence as the match wore on. The rule, as was explained to me at the time, is that the ref can abandon the game if he can't see both set of nets from the halfway line.

I can't, if I'm honest swear that the game was abandoned, but I remember the drive back being particularly fun to say the least, so the match was called off or we lost. Either way it was a dreadful day/night

 

[tidyman]

Middlesboro at Ayresome Park in the late 80's. It was a League Cup game so was consequently midweek.

Drove up there with some mates to be greeted by the abortion that is Middlesboro. My working life has subsequently taken me up and down the country and to this date possibly only Luton and Port Talbot can out-do it for sheer, grinding depression.

Got to the game at the just as depressing Ayresome Park only to find a cloud of fog featuring with increasing prominence as the match wore on. The rule, as was explained to me at the time, is that the ref can abandon the game if he can't see both set of nets from the halfway line.

I can't, if I'm honest swear that the game was abandoned, but I remember the drive back being particularly fun to say the least, so the match was called off or we lost. Either way it was a dreadful day/night

Wasn't that early 90's? The same year we lost there in both cups?

Apologies if not but the game I'm thinking of was probably about '93. It sticks in my mind not only because of the fog but I ended up in the players lounge after the game and Keith Curle kept mithering me for cigs.

I bumped into him at Wilmslow station about 15 years later and asked him if he had the packet of B & H he owes me. Just gave me a strange look and rapidly did one.

 

[Chris in London]

Halifax away in the cup. Final replay v spurs crashed on the M1 going down. Derby away got in late 2 down, and I think big Joe got sent off for pacing out the yardage to the penalty spot. Then worst though has to be York away, I was their but in the away end behind the goal we were truly awful.

That's a bad one - isn't that the day we lost the league in '77?

 

[gordondaviesmoustache]

Middlesboro at Ayresome Park in the late 80's. It was a League Cup game so was consequently midweek.

Drove up there with some mates to be greeted by the abortion that is Middlesboro. My working life has subsequently taken me up and down the country and to this date possibly only Luton and Port Talbot can out-do it for sheer, grinding depression.

Got to the game at the just as depressing Ayresome Park only to find a cloud of fog featuring with increasing prominence as the match wore on. The rule, as was explained to me at the time, is that the ref can abandon the game if he can't see both set of nets from the halfway line.

I can't, if I'm honest swear that the game was abandoned, but I remember the drive back being particularly fun to say the least, so the match was called off or we lost. Either way it was a dreadful day/night

Wasn't that early 90's? The same year we lost there in both cups?

Apologies if not but the game I'm thinking of was probably about '93. It sticks in my mind not only because of the fog but I ended up in the players lounge after the game and Keith Curle kept mithering me for cigs.

I bumped into him at Wilmslow station about 15 years later and asked him if he had the packet of B & H he owes me. Just gave me a strange look and rapidly did one.

It may well have been mate, but if so it would have been very early nineties, not '93, as I was still living in Manchester at the time of the game I'm sure (moved away in '92).

 

[Ric]

Middlesboro at Ayresome Park in the late 80's. It was a League Cup game so was consequently midweek.

Drove up there with some mates to be greeted by the abortion that is Middlesboro. My working life has subsequently taken me up and down the country and to this date possibly only Luton and Port Talbot can out-do it for sheer, grinding depression.

Got to the game at the just as depressing Ayresome Park only to find a cloud of fog featuring with increasing prominence as the match wore on. The rule, as was explained to me at the time, is that the ref can abandon the game if he can't see both set of nets from the halfway line.

I can't, if I'm honest swear that the game was abandoned, but I remember the drive back being particularly fun to say the least, so the match was called off or we lost. Either way it was a dreadful day/night

Wasn't that early 90's? The same year we lost there in both cups?

Apologies if not but the game I'm thinking of was probably about '93. It sticks in my mind not only because of the fog but I ended up in the players lounge after the game and Keith Curle kept mithering me for cigs.

I bumped into him at Wilmslow station about 15 years later and asked him if he had the packet of B & H he owes me. Just gave me a strange look and rapidly did one.

It may well have been mate, but if so it would have been very early nineties, not '93, as I was still living in Manchester at the time of the game I'm sure (moved away in '92).

Presume it was this one?

<a class="postlink" href="http://www.bluemoon-mcfc.co.uk/History/Matches/Match.aspx?id=3990" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.bluemoon-mcfc.co.uk/History/ ... px?id=3990</a>

There's video "highlights" on there too GDM, just so you can relive the misery (if you can see through the fog).

 

[Jnr Kisby]

Sheffield United Jan 2008 - Baloongate

Arrived at the ground after a couple of beers in a town centre pub & walked to the game with fellow blues. Just as we arrived a coach turned up very close and almost ran over my mates foot, he shouted "f-ing hell mate watch where your going". The old bill pulled him over "you're not going in, you're drunk." Me & our kid went in anyway after many unsuccessful attempts to get our mate in. We kept calling him and it turned out he was surrounded by about 20 officers during the match trying to bait him into getting himself arrested. Then the balloon goal happened! At half time we decided to leave to get our mate out of there, we walked down the road, rang our mate and told him to set off to meet us. Looking back down the road there was our mate walking along, followed closely by about 20 police, clearly busy....! We met up & walked back towards town & were stopped by police (now in thier van), grilled where we were going and given directions back to town. Later we decided this was a shit route & we were going back the same way we came and diverted. A few minutes later 2 police vans come screeching around the corner, handbrake turns and loads of police pour out of the vans for 3 lads. We were all seperated and questioned as this area was 'rife for car crime'. After explaining what had happened that day and telling them we were just going home because they hadnt let our mate in (they were the same police surrounding him earlier) they let us on our way. Meanwhile at the stadium the dressing rooms were robbed!

Shit day, shit result and i'm never going back to that shithole again!

 

[gordondaviesmoustache]

Wasn't that early 90's? The same year we lost there in both cups?

Apologies if not but the game I'm thinking of was probably about '93. It sticks in my mind not only because of the fog but I ended up in the players lounge after the game and Keith Curle kept mithering me for cigs.

I bumped into him at Wilmslow station about 15 years later and asked him if he had the packet of B & H he owes me. Just gave me a strange look and rapidly did one.

It may well have been mate, but if so it would have been very early nineties, not '93, as I was still living in Manchester at the time of the game I'm sure (moved away in '92).

Was it this one?

<a class="postlink" href="http://www.bluemoon-mcfc.co.uk/History/Matches/Match.aspx?id=3990" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.bluemoon-mcfc.co.uk/History/ ... px?id=3990</a>

There's video "highlights" on there too GDM, just so you can relive the misery (if you can see through the fog).

Thanks. Yes that was it. Watching that has jogged my memory. The mists are...ahem...clearing.

I now remember that we thought it would be called off at half-time, but the fog did clear for the second half - when all the goals were scored I think. I must have wished it had been called off!!

A wank evening in any event. Thanks for re-reminding me!!!

 

[its a Barm]

well if your talking about worst result performance then im 52 so havent gfot enough time to name all, but if you want bad day out then went to villa in early 90s winter went in own car had tape on no radio got to sandbach started snowing got to brum one lane just open thought it would be ok got off motorway roads closed then turned on radio game cancelled ( yes im a dick should of put radio on at sandbach), car engine blew up ( not mine ) first game of season at spurs at end of M1 had to get taxi from there cost a fortune with good friend Warby no longer with us
" miss you mate " was at oldham when it pissed down soaked to the skin 4 of us in our undies driving home down M62 look from other motorists funny as fuck,in 76 away at fc twenty mate decided would be an adventure to hitch it there down to felexstow slept rough for 4 nights worst ever,away at bolton not passes my driving test 17 years old decided to drive lost on M6 traffic jam hard shoulder got nicked got to game late lost.derby away coach from knutsford 15-16 8 cans of who nows what pissed got in didnt see game throwing up all game to the amusement of coppers, stoke away in auto capri ( remember them ) on way accellorator cable snapped at pedal tied cable to shoe lace run to passenger window so now passenger is throttle man very scarry drive home,chelsea full member final in mini bus stuck in traffic outside chelsea pub bus got smashed to fuck never forget Warby hanging out of window fighting with the cockney twats very dodgey but funny as fuck.
im sure theres more but cant think of them right now.
well i suppose in must be around 300 aways a few are going to go tits up.

 

[Jnr Kisby]

The second one was the cup tie under Pearce where the atmosphere amongst blues at the end was horrible. Only time I've seen city fans properly fighting amongst themselves and it was going on all over the place.

I remember that one well, it was a terrible atmosphere like you said, lots of fighting. I remember getting into a big argument with someone, it was a desperate time for the club.

 

[OB1]

Liverpool away Boxing Day 1974. Joe Royle's debut if I recall correctly and we lost 4-1 but it wasn't the game that was the biggest problem; didn't see much of that anyway. I went to the game with a bunch of school friends on the football special train. We got to Anfield OK, although there was one hairy moment when an army of Scousers tried to to attack the group of City supporters we were walking to the ground from the buses with.

Inside the ground, to borrow a word from PB, the Anfield Road end was carnage. This was pre-segregation and you had both sets of supporters charging at each other with the Scouse Police hitting anyone within reach with their batons, regardless of whether you were a hooligan or not. My mates and I were just trying to avoid the aggro but our group still got separated in the melee.

Two of us decided that discretion was the better part of valour and attempted to get to the exit at half-time; however the Scousers were on the look out for that. Fortunately, one Liverpool supporter had a touch of festive spirit and offered to get us out: he got us through by saying that we were his cousins. Somewhere in it all, one of the less friendly natives nutted me as I went by, nearly breaking my nose.

Outside the ground we went looking for a bus back to the station. Unfortunately a small gang of Liverpool supporters who had not gone into the game spotted us, even though we were not wearing colours, and wanted to know where we were from etc. They set about trying to attack us - whinging on about how they'd all got attacked at Maine Road - we legged it and somehow got split up.

I ran into a Petrol Station in the hope of using their phone to get a taxi. The attendant wouldn't let me use the phone but a customer said that he would give me a lift to the station as he could go that way en route to wherever he was going. So I got back to the station with no more than a bloody nose but the lad who got also got chased ended up in hospital.

 

[Georgian Maestro]

The first thing that comes to mind is the FA cup quater final at Ewood Park under Pearce in 2007. We put in a pathetic performance and the atmosphere in our end was poisonous that day. There were blues fighting blues all over the show. There was one argument in the bogs over the merits of Stephen Ireland as a player that spilled out onto the concourse and turned into an all out brawl.

 

[Manc Born & Bred]

Grimsby away mid 80's lost 4-1. They put the price up for City fans so there were loads in their end. Shit performance and some wedding party had pies thrown at them. Even after the game Grimsby's finest were looking for a fight

 

[OB1]

Grimsby away mid 80's lost 4-1. They put the price up for City fans so there were loads in their end. Shit performance and some wedding party had pies thrown at them. Even after the game Grimsby's finest were looking for a fight

Didn't see any trouble but it was a horrid performance. The City support were singing "we've come all this way, where's your pride?" at the players, much to the very obvious annoyance of Nicky Reid.

Fantastic fish and chips before the game was the only good thing about that day: two huge fish for less than the price of one back home.<br /><br />-- Thu Oct 10, 2013 7:04 pm --<br /><br />

The first thing that comes to mind is the FA cup quater final at Ewood Park under Pearce in 2007. We put in a pathetic performance and the atmosphere in our end was poisonous that day. There were blues fighting blues all over the show. There was one argument in the bogs over the merits of Stephen Ireland as a player that spilled out onto the concourse and turned into an all out brawl.

I was frankly ebarrassed to be a City supporter that day, on almost every level.

 

[OB1]

Wasn't that early 90's? The same year we lost there in both cups?

Apologies if not but the game I'm thinking of was probably about '93. It sticks in my mind not only because of the fog but I ended up in the players lounge after the game and Keith Curle kept mithering me for cigs.

I bumped into him at Wilmslow station about 15 years later and asked him if he had the packet of B & H he owes me. Just gave me a strange look and rapidly did one.

It may well have been mate, but if so it would have been very early nineties, not '93, as I was still living in Manchester at the time of the game I'm sure (moved away in '92).

Presume it was this one?

<a class="postlink" href="http://www.bluemoon-mcfc.co.uk/History/Matches/Match.aspx?id=3990" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.bluemoon-mcfc.co.uk/History/ ... px?id=3990</a>

There's video "highlights" on there too GDM, just so you can relive the misery (if you can see through the fog).

Didn't go to the LC game but did travel to the FAC one. Middlesborough was indeed the shittiest of shit holes.

 

[Brendan110_0]

Bury v Manchester City 1997 drew 1 - 1, wondering if Barry Conlon would be any cop and Uwe Rosler was clapping the fans, don't think he played for us after that (could be wrong). At least it was a short walk home to Heywood in the pissing rain.

 

[Lucky Toma]

Any away defeat down south where you doze off on the train and wake as it pulls into a station wrongly believing it to be Crewe. But it's Rugby. It's always bloody Rugby.