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Wahaaay @Reiver , 1000 replies !!!Does anyone on here know Dave Fair's?
The ruck at Bath Lane was where that Japanese restaurant is now.UNITED was chanted and then the attacks started.
buster go away or i will stop your petrol discount ...that bastard pump why 30 odd years later do i still get reminded ...Some definitely came out of the Waterloo pub and attacked us , suprised that no one mentioned what happened walking down towards Gallowgate because that was interesting as well to say the least . Was that the day where Hutch played with his petrol pump nozzle ?
I'm sure TL got bit by a police dog once at Newcastle , can't remember if it was that match though.
The youngens of today haven't got a clue what went on then man.
That picture @My Boy Harry put up of Bath Lane - some poor get was getting it big time from the cop dogSome definitely came out of the Waterloo pub and attacked us , suprised that no one mentioned what happened walking down towards Gallowgate because that was interesting as well to say the least . Was that the day where Hutch played with his petrol pump nozzle ?
I'm sure TL got bit by a police dog once at Newcastle , can't remember if it was that match though.
The youngens of today haven't got a clue what went on then man.
Yes, he's a brilliant bloke. Funny as fuck, a gentleman, hard as nails and would always have your back.Does anyone on here know Dave Fair's?
Thanks to everyone for making this such a decent thread and 1000 replies which is rare.
As people have pointed out it's the honesty of people who've made the thread ...... no bullshit and stories backed up by strangers.
I was once given a hooligans book, Boro, to read and couldn't finish it because it was sheer fantasy full of invincible fearless characters.
This thread is about 'characters' and it's only those without a love of their fellow supporters, or appreciation of those times, who wouldn't appreciate it.
It was a different time, a different attitude and a different way of life ....... explaining it to those who weren't there would be like trying to explain sound to a lifelong deaf fella.
I'm pleased those days, with a constant threat of trouble, have gone but it's sad that the vast array of characters isn't so prevalent .......
...... we now live in a more sanitised cctv world where people are 'offended' at the slightest thing and tut-tutting is a national sport.
Many of those characters emerged from a hard way of life in the pits, yards & factories where relentless piss taking and banter hardened people to insults & criticism.
It's not reasonable to expect such characters to be produced from our modern world of IT offices, call centres and service industries.
Lads 'in the old days' never worried about making fools of themselves ....... being laughed at was fine as long as your mates enjoyed it.
Most of it was just 'daft carry on' that was harmless until it clashed with people from other clubs who didn't find it funny.
One of the things that sticks in my mind, about the old days, was how a bunch of daft lads, in daft clothes, could suddenly turn into hard nuts.
It was always funny watching the faces of organised 'firms' drop when they picked on the wrong bunch of 'norvern munkies'![]()
Well said. As part of the same generation that's just the way it was. Read the whole thread and those who claim that it's glorifying violence have missed the point totally. It was about mates, laughs, looking out for each other and our team through thick and thin. Keep up the good work and bollocks to the hatersThanks to everyone for making this such a decent thread and 1000 replies which is rare.
As people have pointed out it's the honesty of people who've made the thread ...... no bullshit and stories backed up by strangers.
I was once given a hooligans book, Boro, to read and couldn't finish it because it was sheer fantasy full of invincible fearless characters.
This thread is about 'characters' and it's only those without a love of their fellow supporters, or appreciation of those times, who wouldn't appreciate it.
It was a different time, a different attitude and a different way of life ....... explaining it to those who weren't there would be like trying to explain sound to a lifelong deaf fella.
I'm pleased those days, with a constant threat of trouble, have gone but it's sad that the vast array of characters isn't so prevalent .......
...... we now live in a more sanitised cctv world where people are 'offended' at the slightest thing and tut-tutting is a national sport.
Many of those characters emerged from a hard way of life in the pits, yards & factories where relentless piss taking and banter hardened people to insults & criticism.
It's not reasonable to expect such characters to be produced from our modern world of IT offices, call centres and service industries.
Lads 'in the old days' never worried about making fools of themselves ....... being laughed at was fine as long as your mates enjoyed it.
Most of it was just 'daft carry on' that was harmless until it clashed with people from other clubs who didn't find it funny.
One of the things that sticks in my mind, about the old days, was how a bunch of daft lads, in daft clothes, could suddenly turn into hard nuts.
It was always funny watching the faces of organised 'firms' drop when they picked on the wrong bunch of 'norvern munkies'![]()
Been in Edinburgh with work today and just got back in. Here's another image, not of us though - Chelsea fans 1985 Milk Cup SF at Stamford Bridge. Looks to me as though looking from our end at the pitch that this is over to our right by that old stand they had. Chelsea were banned from the subsequent league game that season at RP from memory but some made it in and they put them by the old scoreboard in the RE? Maybe 100 of them?
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aye crazy night. I went down with 3 of my mates from Shiney Row in a car. We stayed with one of the lads uncle and auntie at milton keynes the night before. We parked with the coaches over by those gas works and I kid you not we were followed out of London by a car full of Chelsea fans.Without a doubt the most mental night I've ever been involved in, much worse than the SJP play off, etc.
Trouble on the way into the area, walking to the ground, outside the ground, inside the ground, after the match and driving away!
It was funny at the same time because it was so surreal.
You can find a Look North clip on YouTube that shows the trouble report followed by the match report![]()
I wasnt on the train so dont know but legend had it that Sammy The Chin was up to something on the train as it stopped on the bridge?Quick question regarding the infamous battle of Bath lane, did we get thrown off the train at Gateshead and walked from there over the Tyne on the small bridge? All I remember is skirmishing next to Bowers barbers up from the station.
Also remember all of us and a right old squad it was being ejected on a full train to Middlesbrough, I think it was Billingham and then marching to Ayresome park with no law in sight and battling in a park, anyone Remember?Quick question regarding the infamous battle of Bath lane, did we get thrown off the train at Gateshead and walked from there over the Tyne on the small bridge? All I remember is skirmishing next to Bowers barbers up from the station.
Sorry not the last one, this is. Found this one of two lads being nicked at Roker Park - 31 August 1968 v the Mags. Anyone recognise them?
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1969/70 season I have this extract:I can remember a load of mags made an effort to go to RP when we were at home ( I'm convinced the mags were away elsewhere )maybe late 60's early 70's , they were hoyed back on a train and due to trouble got thrown off at East Boldon and caused mayhem , it even made news in the papers on the Sunday.
Any of the older lot remember anything about it ?
aye crazy night. I went down with 3 of my mates from Shiney Row in a car. We stayed with one of the lads uncle and auntie at milton keynes the night before. We parked with the coaches over by those gas works and I kid you not we were followed out of London by a car full of Chelsea fans.
I wasnt on the train so dont know but legend had it that Sammy The Chin was up to something on the train as it stopped on the bridge?
1969/70 season I have this extract:
"Due to Montgomery’s outstanding performance for Sunderland that season he was included in the provisional England squad that was due to travel to Mexico for the 1970 World Cup, although subsequently he would be omitted from the final group. Given Peter Bonetti’s shambolic display when England were eventually knocked out by West Germany in Leon this was perhaps a mistake by the national selectors.
However, the fact that the 100th derby game ended 1-1 wasn’t the main talking point. Once more crowd violence made the headlines, with the Daily Mirror reporting prior to the game that a “Skinhead Soccer Armoury Is Seized”. This was in reference to a discovery by an inquisitive policeman of a stash of weapons that had been thrown over the wall of the Fulwell End by Sunderland soccer thugs, to be used before, during and after the fixture with Newcastle.
The armoury consisted of more than 50 weapons, including bottles, knives, spikes, carving forks, scissors, chisels, hammer heads and lead piping. The scheme had become unstuck because of the vigilance of a police Panda car driver who became suspicious when he saw a group of about 12 youths bunched by the wall. He pulled up and the youths, who were wearing Sunderland red-and-white scarves, ran off. The policeman then searched inside the ground and found the sackful of weapons.
Chief Superintendent Ronald Kell, Sunderland’s divisional commander, said later: “It was really a horrific collection. In the wrong hand they could have caused considerable damage and injury. The youths must have known that they would be searched at the turnstiles and so decided to try to smuggle their armoury in.”
Another police officer said: “The oddest item was a wooden potato masher, which had been carved to inflict damage when thrown.”
Other weapons, including studded belts and bicycle chains, were collected at the turnstiles when police “frisked” youths as they entered the stadium.
Before the match, teenaged Newcastle United fans invaded a supermarket. When they could not get into a cafe upstairs, they began hurling tins of food about. Five windows were broken. Furthermore, a group of 300 Magpie fans threw bricks and smashed 30 house and shop windows on the way to the game; they also overturned a car and fought running battles with the Sunderland supporters in the streets outside".
We actually drove past the ground and our end before the game. Chelsea fans were milling about and were looking in all the cars to try and suss SAFC fans out. the pub over the road had loads of them outside. I was shitting bricks like because we were sitting ducks. One of the lads from CLS was on a coach and told me that they were stopped not far from the ground and a load of lads walked up past them. they thought they were Chelsea. Turns out they were WHU who had stopped off at Fulham Broadway on their way to IIRC Wimbledon to cause mayhem with CFC fans.the WHU fans walked right past the SAFC coach and further up the street.We drove down from Nottingham and wasn't aware of just how bad it was, although we saw coaches with windows out a mile from the ground.
We parked up and thought 'fuck it we'll go for a pint' ....... we found one of those backstreet 'private clubs' like the Winchester on Minder.
What a mistake that was, set on before we got to the bottom of the steps
It just got worse from then on ......
Might have been that day in 69/70. Your post jogged my memory about that story I have just posted.I met a bloke who'd now be late 60's on holiday years ago who used to work the doors at The Oxford dance hall place in Newcastle , lovely lad but clearly had been a handful in his day , he was telling me about how they'd gone through mob handed and ended up getting escorted back to Seaburn station and then got thrown off at East Boldon where they ransacked the paper shop.