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I remember walking to RP cos there was a bus strike (Chesterfield in the cup 75 IIRC) - 10 miles return trip for a little legged 9 year old . It was safe to do it in them days
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Was this Boxing Day 1983ish. If it is its the day I saw a telly flying through the window in slow motion.
Everything seemed in slow motion, it was something going through the window that was the signal for everything to start. It may have been the tv
Summat to do with The Lords Day observance Act, iirc - there had to be at least one free turnstile for a Sunday game iirc, and the club weren't compelled to let anybody know which was the free turnstiledidnt you have to have 1 free gate on a sunday or some bollox like that
What was the name of the big huge ginger haired, bearded fella who everyone used to hide behind?
Also thumping the European Champions at Villa Park, some lads dancing on top of cars outside etc.
Cardiff City 1980, with about 15K there and the fences came down. Travelled down in my old Morris Marina, I think the journey just about done the poor old thing in
Monty May 73?
Everything seemed in slow motion, it was something going through the window that was the signal for everything to start. It may have been the tv
About 12 of us went down in a van, even a couple of Mags tagged along for the craic. One of them nearly got ran over in Birmingham when he fell out of the van as it was reversing. Shame the van stopped, he was squealling like a pig.
I met up with Frente Bokeron this afternoon in CLS and we had a cracking 2 or 3 hours reminiscing about SAFC and some of the scrapes that we have been in, including our dearly departed who watched SAFC as far back as the 1920's.
It harked back to the brilliant days when football was the game we all loved but it was, as we know, rought as fuck.
some great stories about Millwall in the 1970's, chelsea and WHU in the 1980's and all in all a camaraderie that still exists to this day. We may not have seen some of the lads we grew up with from different Towns and Villages supporting SAFC for years but we all still remember their faces.
the bond is still there. It will always be there.
reet lads, I am off to bed, why the fuck isnt it like this any more??????? or are we just a bunch of Dinosaurs?
Read the first line of that and it sounds awful.
also im 39 and a half? am i allowed?
Everything seemed in slow motion, it was something going through the window that was the signal for everything to start. It may have been the tv
It was in the 1980-81 season - we played Brum away in the league on Dec 27th (a day after we'd drawn 0-0 at home to WBA, which I hitch hiked to Roker from H/Pool)Cant remember the year but one year we were playing at brum 2 saturdays running, first league 2nd cup, as was the way at the time there were about twice as many for the cup game.... anyway 1st saturday we went to this pub and it was mental, sunderland goin beserk dancing on pool tables etc, great time, so the following saturday we directed our whole bus to this pub only to find it boarded up and an escort waiting to take us straight to the ground, we were popular like...
Went to that with our lass, one of the few away jaunts for her.We then played Brum away in the cup, the following weekend on Jan 3rd
Another good "slow motion" episode was Leeds away about 1980ish. They were chucking all sorts over into our pen and our lads at the front were rattling away at the fence in a gesture to get at them. The fence gave way and dropped to the floor and all of a sudden everything just stopped moving and a hush descended, people looked at each other bemused...then total bedlam erupted
Aye that was class, we went in a couple of cars from H/Pool and were parked across from the ground on the hill - there was some serious bother going on over there after the game.Another good "slow motion" episode was Leeds away about 1980ish. They were chucking all sorts over into our pen and our lads at the front were rattling away at the fence in a gesture to get at them. The fence gave way and dropped to the floor and all of a sudden everything just stopped moving and a hush descended, people looked at each other bemused...then total bedlam erupted
Middlesbrough are clueless. We played them midweek circa 1990 or so at home and their lads piled off their train at Seaham thinking it was Seaburn. They had a canny walk.