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

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The Legendary Tongue said:
Can ya remember who was having the party, I knew a few lads down the Station Road area with kips?
I can only apologise on behalf of our knackers for their behaviour. ;)
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This was about 45 years ago probably a bit before your time it was a girls birthday who some of us knew from the Rink. It kicked off inside with two of the lads I was with and her dad went Beserk, hoyed us out mid winter started to walk home It we managed to flag a taxi down.Since then I have a number of mates from the 'arber'
 

The Falcon said:
This was about 45 years ago probably a bit before your time it was a girls birthday who some of us knew from the Rink. It kicked off inside with two of the lads I was with and her dad went Beserk, hoyed us out mid winter started to walk home It we managed to flag a taxi down.Since then I have a number of mates from the 'arber'
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Aye I was only about 4 and lived in Peterlee till I was 12. The Kestrel isn't there now, it's a convenience store. So you'll still get booze if ya run out.
 
The Legendary Tongue said:
Aye and we knew no different, it was all a laugh with ya mates. Half the chew we got was cos the local fanny were interested in the new meat and the local lads wanted to knock ya blocks off.
In Seaham it was the same in the different estate pubs never mind leaving for another town.
Harbour lads, Deneside, Parkside, Dawdon and top enders all knew if we went to the wrong pub depending who was who there'd likely be chew. But you knew it and still went, it didn't last forever and most end up mates at some point through work and lads that knew each other but mainly just growing up and out of it. But to be fair the thread isn't really about fighting as such it's about blokes ya met and us scruffy fuckas through here have an abundance of characters. But I can't be arsed to harp on anymore. :D
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Dinnit forget us townies that came to work through there. We got nearly as much shit as the blasties.
 
TOONDOON said:
Mr.J would go down a treat on your bus mate. Life and soul of the party. He ' s just a bit envious as he appears to have no crack and fewer mates.

Exactly mate. I wonder if he has ever been on a lads trip down the match. They know nothing about it. We all have different ways of enjoying the match some like a good drink round the bars, stop off on the way home for a few pints. Some just want to go to the match then go straight home. Everyone's match day experience is different.
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Vauxie said:
Thats them and the great saleswoman was their mam
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I used to often buy some jeans or something from there on a Saturday afternoon after a few drinks, never fitted on a Sunday morning :oops::( Anyway me sister worked as a sewing machinist and I was always getting her to alter them. She would say " oh nor yuv nivver been to Hodgsons again av yer" I didnt dare take them back to change in case she got me to buy more stuff :lol::lol: Great thread by the way lads I'm 57 only went to a few aways but it was just as you say "different times"
 
spitfire said:
Exactly this Reiver mate. My knowledge of the country went no further than places with a footy team or Scarborough, and by fuck was it an adventure at times. The Cardiff game back in 1980 was a laugh. I think every nutter in Sunderland went for the day out. Lads who never went to the match were piling on the national express coaches to go there. All the ammo being hoyed over the concrete fence at the back of the stand for everyone to pelt about. The hot dog stand. The coppers taking all sorts off us going into the ground. Me mate had a spark plug took off him which he kept in the peak of his flat cap. The daft fucker went to ask for it back at the end and got a good old whack off the copper for doing so:lol: That fence at the front was getting pulled down and the coppers were braying the real youngins at the front with their truncheons. We were all the same as youngins, and we all went along for a bit of a laugh, but we did look so different to each other depending where we came from. The miners strike was the first time I realized that there were places in the country that didn't have a footy team. I took that as being well travelled.
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Cardiff was one of the great trips, a hot sunny day, high stakes, 12,000 pissed and noisey away fans and loads of edgy locals. What possibly could go wrong :).

My abiding memory of the day was as we were leaving. On the outskirts of the city, a few Cardiff fans bricked our coach putting 2 windows out.

As you do, we all piled off and gave chase. They ran up an alleyway which led into a really posh housing estate. It was a typical sunny Saturday afternoon, people out washing cars, cutting the lawn and chatting to the neighbours.

The look on their faces as 50 hairy arsed, raging maniacs came storming down the street was priceless.
 
MA1 flying jackets was the first in NE with one used to get loads of lads asking where I got it 1975 . Yeah bet there's someone who got 0ne in 1974 .Did a roaring trade got them from Silvermans Mile End used to put a few bob on top.Still know loads of lads who have their original ones and still wear them.Being a punk at the time we weren't as girlie as you sgt peppers lot
 
buster said:
Used to use Ox blood polish on mine , occasionally used to get my tin of humbrol model paint out and paint the stitching around the soles with white enamel .

Used a hot knife to smooth the lines off around the sole , don't ask me why.
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Reminds me of trying to dye my DM's for the '73 cup final. It didn't work so I bought some gloss & painted them - bright red! Looked canny with black sta pres & a red & white striped cardi. Stuck out a bit in the Leeds end mind! But far from alone ;)
 
Upstart said:
MA1 flying jackets was the first in NE with one used to get loads of lads asking where I got it 1975 . Yeah bet there's someone who got 0ne in 1974 .Did a roaring trade got them from Silvermans Mile End used to put a few bob on top.Still know loads of lads who have their original ones and still wear them.Being a punk at the time we weren't as girlie as you sgt peppers lot
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Is that you mensi ?
 
Rotherham last match of the season in div 3. We drove down in four cars in convoy all wearing ski masks. Imagine the look on fellow drivers down a1.
We ended up at a pub called Travellers Rest. The pub had a big room at the back and it was full of ours in fancy dress. About four coaches in. We, that is the coaches and our four cars in ski masks got a police escort to the ground..
I remember there was a lot of chew behind the goal we were at, our fans fighting each other and it went on a bit too long TBH.
Our fans were in the seats to the right and it kicked off in there too. Is my mind playing games ?
I remember a lad being taken out of the seats and being placed on a stretcher and being carried round the pitch by St Johns as this was going on we were awarded a penalty.
Eric Gates put the ball down on the spot, The lad on the stretcher was by now behind the goal, he jumped off the stretcher and took the penalty or tried to. I'm sure he was dressed as Batman.
Anyone remember that ?
 
T_Bone said:
Rotherham last match of the season in div 3. We drove down in four cars in convoy all wearing ski masks. Imagine the look on fellow drivers down a1.
We ended up at a pub called Travellers Rest. The pub had a big room at the back and it was full of ours in fancy dress. About four coaches in. We, that is the coaches and our four cars in ski masks got a police escort to the ground..
I remember there was a lot of chew behind the goal we were at, our fans fighting each other and it went on a bit too long TBH.
Our fans were in the seats to the right and it kicked off in there too. Is my mind playing games ?
I remember a lad being taken out of the seats and being placed on a stretcher and being carried round the pitch by St Johns as this was going on we were awarded a penalty.
Eric Gates put the ball down on the spot, The lad on the stretcher was by now behind the goal, he jumped off the stretcher and took the penalty or tried to. I'm sure he was dressed as Batman.
Anyone remember that ?
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All true marra...lad did jump off the stretcher to take pen but not sure if dressed as Batman, can remember everyone chanting for Hesford to take it and Gates getting booed to f#ck in his run up!

Remember geting showered with rust as lads were up in the girders in the roof, fighting in our end behind the goal and fighting in the seats, Adolf Hitler v Batman iirc...got the official match video in the garage somewhere..fukin great season for a teenager!!
 
Remember the SAFC Arab Branch that used to gan to all the aways back in the late 80's early 90's in a battered minibus. Full arab dress, sunglasses, tea towel on head held in place with snakebelt. Was one match down at West Brom where just as the game was about to kick off we got distracted by a big commotion going on over by the directors box in the stand to our left when about a dozen of these Arabs appeared in the seats on the front row of the top deck waving to all and sundry like royalty. A big cheer from our lot when we realised who it was. Also remember another time after a game at Stoke we were filling up with petrol at a garage on the outskirts when their minibus screeched onto the forecourt and they all poured out of the bus and into the shop. The look of horror on the lass at the tills face was a picture.
 
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