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I've met some truly mad Sunderland supporters .....

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The Falcon said:
I can picture Cocky now, Putting a Hull lad through a window outside the Odeon I think.

I recall another Peterlee lad Derek, big lad married a town end Farm girl I think.


Aye he did ha ha, became a male nurse
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Hull always seemed to be looking for trouble.
One of the lads @Richard The Third got his nickname there which we still use.

As we were stuck in traffic, leaving Hull after the 3-0 first match of the season, there was a gang of Hull throwing stones at the minibus ......
...... we piled out to chase them and Glen caught one under a railway bridge.

"Don't beat me up mate, I've already been beaten up once today."

But he did and earned the name 'Glen the Merciless' which he stills gets called now :lol:
 
Spenny said:
Seconds after the ball hit the back of the net my front teeth were knocked out. Still paying for it to this day. Worth it though.
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That same game someone in the Roker had lost a Rider boot with a sharp hard leather sole. It was constantly getting flung between us and the mags. We’d be watching the match then bang, some poor twat took a direct hit. Him and the boot would be picked up and a circle made so that the returnee could take a bit of a run thus launching it back with maximum velocity. We had one eye on the pitch the other on the sky. After the goal and losing my teeth I had to get first aid to stem the bleeding. I did not know it but the only station was under the Roker on the far side of the mags half? Well done Sunderland Council.

When I got to the gate in the wall the coppers opened it and just pushed me through, the mags could not believe their luck. Just conceded against us and I am thrown in wearing a Sunderland shirt. Two coppers ran over and whisked me across and in to the hut sharpish then left. There was me and old St Johns woman with a young lass to assist as well as a mag sparked out on a bed with a bandage around his head. Clearly a victim of the Rider boot.

The old girl could not do much so just gave me some gauze to bite on and said I could go. Where? Word had spread and around two hundred had gathered outside awaiting my return, I was totally fucked. The old girl sent the bairn to get the police. Whilst she was away another mag turned up, another gashed head requiring stitches. This raised my spirits a little.

The bairn came back with a copper, he looked at me and got straight on the radio, the situation outside was clearly bad. Eventually eight arrived, we walked out to a roar of pure hate. They formed a tight circle around me, drew truncheons and pushed in to the masses of unwashed. I took a few digs and was covered in spit and piss but made it back to the wall and through the gate ok. The police did a great job to be fair.

Lesson learnt, I never bothered with first aid again.
 
Spenny said:
That same game someone in the Roker had lost a Rider boot with a sharp hard leather sole. It was constantly getting flung between us and the mags. We’d be watching the match then bang, some poor twat took a direct hit. Him and the boot would be picked up and a circle made so that the returnee could take a bit of a run thus launching it back with maximum velocity. We had one eye on the pitch the other on the sky. After the goal and losing my teeth I had to get first aid to stem the bleeding. I did not know it but the only station was under the Roker on the far side of the mags half? Well done Sunderland Council.

When I got to the gate in the wall the coppers opened it and just pushed me through, the mags could not believe their luck. Just conceded against us and I am thrown in wearing a Sunderland shirt. Two coppers ran over and whisked me across and in to the hut sharpish then left. There was me and old St Johns woman with a young lass to assist as well as a mag sparked out on a bed with a bandage around his head. Clearly a victim of the Rider boot.

The old girl could not do much so just gave me some gauze to bite on and said I could go. Where? Word had spread and around two hundred had gathered outside awaiting my return, I was totally fucked. The old girl sent the bairn to get the police. Whilst she was away another mag turned up, another gashed head requiring stitches. This raised my spirits a little.

The bairn came back with a copper, he looked at me and got straight on the radio, the situation outside was clearly bad. Eventually eight arrived, we walked out to a roar of pure hate. They formed a tight circle around me, drew truncheons and pushed in to the masses of unwashed. I took a few digs and was covered in spit and piss but made it back to the wall and through the gate ok. The police did a great job to be fair.

Lesson learnt, I never bothered with first aid again.
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Vauxie said:
Classic times, a sense of belonging.
Plus we were smart as fuck reet tasty geezers ha ha
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ha ha still remember you and Steph coming through ours, Steph had just bought a car he locked himself out and had to smash a window to get in.
 
bigvic said:
ha ha still remember you and Steph coming through ours, Steph had just bought a car he locked himself out and had to smash a window to get in.
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That was regular by the way,
Aye just had been glassed had loads of stitches in me napper you took us to Jolly Miller and down heed high St
 
Vauxie said:
Last time I saw him he was living down Norwich/Yarmouth way this must be 30 years ago though
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Married again few year back, living on North farm near Grindon, still at Dhss I think.

Vauxie said:
Classic times, a sense of belonging.
Plus we were smart as fuck reet tasty geezers ha ha
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Aye, courtesy of Binns, West one, sergeant Peppers etc, very kind of them.

The Falcon said:
Married again few year back, living on North farm near Grindon, still at Dhss I think.


Aye, courtesy of Binns, West one, sergeant Peppers etc, very kind of them.
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Vauxie said:
Classic times, a sense of belonging.
Plus we were smart as fuck reet tasty geezers ha ha
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Porky and his entourage always had a good choice readily available or to order.keen prices too.
 
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The Falcon said:
Married again few year back, living on North farm near Grindon, still at Dhss I think.


Aye, courtesy of Binns, West one, sergeant Peppers etc, very kind of them.




Porky and his entourage always had a good choice readily available or to order.keen prices too.
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Aye Porky did a good line in checks Bens and Fred Perrys.
West One aye f***ing hell,City Stylish and Halon were main stream for skins.
Jacksons or Burtons for your Tonic or PoW suits
 
Vauxie said:
Aye Porky did a good line in checks Bens and Fred Perrys.
West One aye f***ing hell,City Stylish and Halon were main stream for skins.
Jacksons or Burtons for your Tonic or PoW suits
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City Stylish, Tonic suits, yes some smart boys in those days.
 
In fits of laughter reading some posts on this tedious attention seeking thread. In my experience anyone related to football hooliganism are sewer rats like little cowards - can imagine this Reiver fella running about with his pot little belly and chav like tattoos, seriously grow up. If you're supposed hard men get yourselves in the ring lets see if you can get past an authoritative jab. Bunch of clowns.
 
Janitor said:
In fits of laughter reading some posts on this tedious attention seeking thread. In my experience anyone related to football hooliganism are sewer rats like little cowards - can imagine this Reiver fella running about with his pot little belly and chav like tattoos, seriously grow up. If you're supposed hard men get yourselves in the ring lets see if you can get past an authoritative jab. Bunch of clowns.
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Quite an imagination you have for someone with such obviously limited intelligence.

Typical of those sad friendless 'stay at home' dullards who would never dare say a word to anyone's face.

Firing off insults, from an aged PC in your poor mam's back bedroom, is your level :lol:
 
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