Worst away day ever

[bluestevei]

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

we lost 2-1 but I don't think that I saw a goal as it was so foggy

 

[flinty1975]

Notts County in the FA cup in 91 was horrendous , 4 trains to get there and back via Sheffield , not knowing the game was on due to snow. Absolutely freezing and getting wet thru when got back to town!

 

[waterloo blue]

As mentioned by the god Gerry Gow,Fulham away in the eighties and we lost 5-1.
I went down on a Mayne's mini-bus,no booze stop,Kestrel lager only thing available at the game,we get battered 5 nil and the McNab gets a consolation and celebrates like it's a cup final.
We ended up watching the kids game on the playing fields behind the terrace.
Hull City,the old second division,again we get beat 5-1,we were stood on the back of a supermarket at Boothferry Park,the lad who drove us there casually informs us the BMW is 'borrowed',it's midweek and we're driving across the country in a hot car,bored motorway coppers,not a pleasant drive home.
City were shite that night,Paul Stewart was the only one putting in that night.
Wimbledon,old second division.My mate had his doc laces confiscated at Euston,it was roasting in an open end,sunburnt to fuck.The Chelsea mob were hanging around outside and the Met.loaded us onto a packed tube,with no air con.A young copper nearly passed out in our carriage,we gave him a swig out of our bottle of pop.
I got home and girlfriend at the time gave me the elbow,we drew 1-1.

 

[East Level 2]

Lots of crap performances and dodgy trips in old, unreliable cars. But the cars got newer and the team improved.
The came Chelsea about 10 or 11 years ago:
We lost 5-0, I got a parking ticket, and my alternator belt snapped on the way home.

As for that cup tie at Blackburn; I've never been sure what embarrassed me more: The awful performance or City fans refusing to accept the manager was clueless and the players were shite.

 

[burnley blue mcfc]

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.[i was at that game,b'burn had always been one ov my fav away games,that day was unreal,that shower ov fuckin shite on the pitch were a fuckin disgrace to us all,but ive never seen blues fighting amongst themselves like that before?or thankfully since!!

 

[ifiwasarichfan]

I was 13 or 14 and just behind the dug outs at Anfield as we lost 1-0 to the Mickeys by a goal from former Forest,Liverpool and Scottish international Peter Cormack.

I was stood behind a bloke who must have been about six foot six and hardly saw a thing.

Not cutting it on this thread though is it, judging by some of the real horror stories I have read.

I was chauffer driven there and back as well by my best mates dad and didn't have to leg it through Stanley Park all the way to Lime Street neither.

 

[EricBrooksGhost]

Getting done 4 nil away at Arsenal might be considered par for the course but playing YELLOW just took the piss. Oh and there was that dry bumming by Derby 6 nil in 89

 

[davymcfc]

Birmingham midweek. Was running late for the game so went out with no socks on. My dad's car broke down on the way there but we managed to make it to the game. Heskey scored the winner. Waited in some shit hole for the AA for about 2 hours. After about an hour of work on the car he left us to go about our business. About a mile down the road the car broke down again and we had to wait another hour or so for an emergency mechanic who just towed us home. Didn't get home till about half 6 in the morning. Horrible trip and I had cold feet.

 

[Samsdad]

Getting caked in anti vandal grease they put on the fences at coventry away,the fcukers lol

 

[Bozzie]

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.

Remember that day well. First trip to Anfield and me and 2 mates strolled casually across Stanley Park wearing our City scarves - didn't take us too long to realise that it wasn't the best decision we'd ever made. Later that day my mates granddad got run over in the car park so, coupled with a 4 - 1 battering, not a great day overall.