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Argh right cheersDunno mate. The main lad I worked with lived in a bedsit in West Jesmond. The rest were from different areas but all met & drank in Newcastle town centre.
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Argh right cheersDunno mate. The main lad I worked with lived in a bedsit in West Jesmond. The rest were from different areas but all met & drank in Newcastle town centre.
I'm sure I can remember a mag standing with some coppers beside the exit gate on the corner of the Fulwell and the Mainstand must've been late 70's . I assumed that he was trying to identify the lads who did him like . What a f***ing mess he was in mind . He looked like he'd been run over by a burning tank .I worked in Newcastle in late 70's/80's & knew a few of their lads. Healey, Little Charlie, Britches. Went for a few drinks with them a few times. I even went to see them play Bastia at SJP. (Johnny Repp get in). Regan was on the fringes of their squad & was a twat. I was in the RE against them, remember when they had a mixed area between Sland & the skunks. Me & my mate were there and the mags come in. (Don't know year 1979?). Anyway Regan came in and he'd had a right kicking. Big fat eye, bloody nose, cut lip. He said he tried to get in the Fulwell. Got stopped by the coppers & got twatted by a load of Sunlun while the coppers turned a blind eye. Hopefully that will make you feel a bit better![]()
The Portland was one of their main bars back then. Jimmy Nail used to get in there as well, though he was known as Jimmy Bradford.
I'm sure I can remember a mag standing with some coppers beside the exit gate on the corner of the Fulwell and the Mainstand must've been late 70's . I assumed that he was trying to identify the lads who did him like . What a f***ing mess he was in mind . He looked like he'd been run over by a burning tank .![]()
He could call himself Jimmy Sinatra but he'd still be a shite singer .The Portland was one of their main bars back then. Jimmy Nail used to get in there as well, though he was known as Jimmy Bradford.
His face was red raw where the skin had been scraped off . Swollen eyes and claret all over his top . I bet he never made it as a male model after that day .Aye I know mate. Been in a few times. The lad I worked with was one of their main squad. Believe it or not most of them were OK, & they all knew I was a mackem. Never met Jimmy Nail though, thank fuck.
I bet it was Regan. I nearly shit when I saw him, the state he was in. All the Mags were asking what happened. Then came the usual response "the mackem bastards".![]()
He could call himself Jimmy Sinatra but he'd still be a shite singer .
His face was red raw where the skin had been scraped off . Swollen eyes and claret all over his top . I bet he never made it as a male model after that day .
windy nook gatesheadWas this Regan character from Seaton Delaval way do you know?
Nee bother Hutch, I know a lad from Delaval same name but obviously different lad. I know he used to run with the mags 70's & 80's and wondered if it was the same lad. Cheers.windy nook gateshead
Was he the ginger milk manwindy nook gateshead
3 brother yeh you right but dont know about milkman ,,,regan the git bottled a lone sland fan in a whitburn pub before game at roker mid 70s ,,,the kid who i new was scard for life across face as a 17 year old to this day hes never been back ,,,i pulled regan about it years back said he should have done a better job fact ,,,Was he the ginger milk man
The Kidd I knew was my milk man around the time of the 92 cup final he must of been the younger brother as he was about my age about 27 at the time3 brother yeh you right but dont know about milkman ,,,regan the git bottled a lone sland fan in a whitburn pub before game at roker mid 70s ,,,the kid who i new was scard for life across face as a 17 year old to this day hes never been back ,,,i pulled regan about it years back said he should have done a better job fact ,,,
danny quigley maybequestion for the gateshead lads anyone know danny use to get in main stand paddock tall lad long hair cracking lad use to bump into him in bentleys ect in tinsel town .around 85 ish remember one home game in 3rd div i think at roker coppers came into main stand paddock and danny was resisting arrest to put it mildly .his moto when we met out was il fight any mag class
That will be him his brother paddy was a mlf to i saw them at the services going to the league cup final still going strong and daft as everblonde hair
be around 50 ish now
remember his straw hat ,,,not seem him for a while good kid like ,question for the gateshead lads anyone know danny use to get in main stand paddock tall lad long hair. cracking lad use to bump into him in bentleys ect in tinsel town .around 85 ish remember one home game in 3rd div i think at roker coppers came into main stand paddock and danny was resisting arrest to put it mildly .his moto when we met out was il fight any mag class
Talking of Gateshead.
I remember going to Southampton with the travel club circa 1978. 17 or so. We got down at 6am and by 1pm or so we were blotto. I remember coming out of a bar with a load of SAFC fans and seeing some southampton fans standing outside a pub. The SAFC fans ran at them and one of them got away and went inside the pub. About 30 seconds later the pub emptied onto the street and I ended up getting chased by a couple of lads through Marks & Spencer Lingerie Department.
I made it outside and down this road and half way down there were two lads from Gateshead, SAFC fans, who had also been chased. In true Warriors style one of them said "i'm sick of this running crap, and if any more come down the street we're not going anywhere". One of the lads had ginger hair and one of them black hair with a thick tache. A good 7 or 8 years older than me. We hopped on a bus to the game. It lashed it down and we lost 2 v 4. It was on MOTD. Think Ashurst missed a penalty.
When I got inside one of my mates was standing on the barriers singing and I went over to him. He too had been chased but into a hotel.
There was a table in the hotel and it had a pile of glass ashtrays on it. He started hoying the glass ashtrays at the Southampton lads and apparently got one of them an absolute pearler. Claret everywhere.
He'd ran out the back door of the hotel before the police arrived.
Day and a half that one mind.
Should have added that some of the Southampton fans were f***ing massive. Right nasty twats.
think that was the late micky james davey wilson aka harry con, both gone now lived in st cuthberts village askew road 70s 80s near me . they traveled together southampton through daves work hq their i went once with them not that time though ...description of them spot on ,