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hence the "geordie" meal alongside the cowboy at Whelan's chippy, they wouldn't sell many these days, I wonder when it all changed? Mackem was a real derogatory term when I was a lad
Geordie Supper and Cowboy Suppers from "Triar Fucks" in Bede Street. or as we called it "Sweaty Betty's."

Personally it was always a curry batter bun after a session in the New Derby
 
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steve

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Oxford Utd at home, 1973: biggest crush I've ever been in (apart from York away '74).

Queuing outside Roker End from very early on, probably about noonish. The shuffle towards the turnstiles continued for two hours or so until they were within striking distance. Only a few folk ahead of me. Nearer, nearer, I'll be in in a min, and then the cry goes up "Nee vouchas left".

The vouchers were for tickets for the Luton game, 6th Round. In the ground at 2pm and all gone. By kick-off the crush in the Roker was unbearable. Beat them 1-0 I believe, but gutted I hadn't got a voucher.

Sent a postal order for 50p to Luton, pretending I was one of theirs, exiled to the barren wastes of Sunlun. They sent it back. Somehow managed to get a ticket though can't remember how.

The weird thing was the official attendance that day. IIRC, 39,000 on the button. Utter horseplop - there must have been that many in the Roker.
wasnt the york crush the 80's? or is it another incident? fuking horrific looking back on it although being pissed i actually quite enjoyed it at the time. remember papers the next day calling us rioting fans. no mention of us nearly being crushed to death and the fact that spilling onto the pitch was essential to our survival. and hitting the chairman was just funny.

Good memories though. Eveyone talks about the usual millwall etc which were bad enough, chelsea was ridiculous in the cup but still maintain the worst games were the scousers. i went to liverpool with west ham mid 70's and it was terrifying bearing in mind i cant have been older than 16, maybe 14 i reckon. escorted all the way to the ground and being attacked non stop. squashed up against a row of houses fighting for your life with police doing fuck all about it. got to the ground and they had to open the gates and just get everyone off the streets so me and me west ham mate ended up in with the theiving rats. quickly sussed ofcourse and attacked from all sides. luckily noticed patches of fighting staring all over the stand as more west ham got sussed and police grouped us all together which was a huge relief and took us to the west ham end , still under constant attack. so mr cass pennant can fuck reet off claiming west ham took the kop. like shite. same story after the game.
i think up until that point i had gone to games and enjoyed the hooliganism as a sort of hobby. as a kid you didnt really fight, you just ran around alot in a sort of ritual disorder but liverpool was a real eye opener and after that i think i only went to away games if i was up for the trouble, no more fucking about and just enjoying a run around, that was reserved for roker park. stand at the back hoying stones thinking it was rock hard then running about alot. go away and it was "right, ready to fight or dont go".

liverpool seemed a bit of a bogey team for me. also broke me nose outside the blue bell, first experience of the casuals. didnt even know they werent sunderland till i got a smack.

everton are even worse though. i have no idea how scousers have maintained that cheeky scouser image when theyre actually a set of horrible cunts. im still wary of going to everton, something always kicks off without fail. Went down there in 82/83, about 70 of us were sat in some pub and some scrawny rat comes in and informs us we are fucked. no older than 13. we laugh it off and leave for the ground. half way down the road we join up with another couple of hundred sunderland who just got off a train (i assume) and get wrapped up by the police and marched off to the ground when the skies open with those old dustbin lids, bricks, milk bottles. everything they could get. streaming out of the back alleys, really gave me the impression of rats. they were absoloutley murdering us the whole way. i stil enjoy going to everton cos its a small slice of the old buzz and it always goes off on some scale, every year. can anyone tell me why they dont have an evil reputation? think the last time i went was the 15 points season and we were sitting in a pub about 2 hours after the game when about 20 young sunderland lads, all teens and dressed up, came running in shouting their heads off about everton, quickly followed by what seemed every shitbag from th nearest council estate armed to the teeth. pub was trashed but we managed to send them on their way and fucked off for the train sharpish.

man city is another. friendly with us apparently but never liked them. some right horrible twats among them. never understood why man utd have always had a big hooligan reputation but not city. anyone walking through moss side to get to city will tell you city are not utds friendly little brothers. though i think city are probably worse now than they ever were. big incidents these days often seem to involve city. took a right beating round the back of the ground as a kid, about 10 of them laid 2 of us out and kicked the living shit out of us. think the same day the vauxies tore down a barrier beneath the stand to get at city and promptly ran straight through them which apparently started off city respecting sunderland.

i really miss those days like

oh, anyone remember this?

think it was the first game after 73 cup win (that was a good row with leeds on tottenham court road like). fulham away was the first game afterwards i believe, won 3-1?
must be the only time it has ever kicked off with fulham. had them jumping out the stands coming at us and we were twatting them away for sheer fun and some bloke wearing elf shoes :?: was running up and down the pitchside for much of the 2nd half and persistently mooning the fulham fans whenever he neared them. pretty sure hes still around now, somone is bound to know him.
 

Hitchin Exile

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Fantastic thread.

My family moved away fro Co. Durham when I was 11 and I started travelling to away matches on my own in 1978.

My first away match in London was at Charlton in @ '78. I remember the away section being tiny so all the S'land fans walked round the pitch before the start to a massive empty terrace. We won 2-1 and after the match we were all walking back round and taking the piss out of the home fans. Suddenly a massive roar went up and it all kicked off. I was out of there like a shot and I'm still not sure what went on (if anyone can, please enlighten me?), but my sister, who was a student in London, said the fighting had been mentioned on London News.

A couple of matches at Burnley that have been mentioned were particularly memorable. The 'Battle of Turf Moor' when we won with 9 men was on the Saturday after Celtic had played there in the Anglo scottish cup and had a major riot. I remember being greeted at the train station with a mob of Burnley rather bizarrely chanting, "we're gonna do what Celtic did to us". The whole of that day was mental with fights all over the place before, during and after.

The FA Cup match at Burnley that was mentioned where we lost the replay 3-0 - I remember that being postponed about 6 or 7 times and we still had thousands there for a night match.

The match at Cardiff at the end of 79-80 season was an interesting trip travelling from the North West. Me and a mate travelled down on the train through Shrewsbury and then got a slow train through the Welsh Valleys. We'd met a few other S'land lads on the way and we're having a top time drinking and singing until the train slowly started filling up with Cardiff as we went through each station. By the end of the journey we we're absolutely shitting ourselves and getting lots of abuse and I really thought we 'd get a kicking when we got off the train. One of the best feelings I've ever had when we got in the station to find it mobbed with red n' white!! I even managed to get special dispensation from the Deputy Head of my school to leave my German O Level early the following week so my mum could drive me up to the West Ham promotion game. Got into RP 5 minutes before the gates shut. I'd love the know the real crowd that night cos it was a damn sight more than 48,000.

The only time I got a bad kicking was at Liverpool in about '84. We got a 1-1 draw (Roger Wylde?) and I was walking back to get a bus having separated from the main group of S'land fans. i was jumped from behind by a group of Scousers (brave lads) and they gave me a few good slaps before a couple of middle-aged L'pool fans grabbed me, bundled me into a cab and took me to the railway station. With hindsight, wearing a S'land hat and 16 hole Doc Martins walking on my own was a bit dumb.

Stamford Bridge in '85 still rates as the scariest night I've ever had, although White Hart Lane in an earlier round wasn't far behind. We were being escorted back to Fulham Broadway tube station and the police escort ground to a halt. We wnded up standing there for about an hour because a load of Chelsea had gone down to Parson Green station and starting walking up the live tube line to get into Fiulham Broadway - f*ckin psychos.West Ham playing further down the District Line at Wimbledon just added to the party. The press were saying it was the worst ever night of football violence. I was living in SE London at the time and the word quickly went round that Millwall were going to go one better - they were playing at Luton the next week.....

Upton Park in the '92 Cup run (David Rush winner?) was also a top night.

Going to Stamford Bridge this season and experiencing the insipid atmosphere, paying £48 a ticket (oh and getting beat 5-0) made me hanker for the good old, bad old days!!

I started this post by saying what a great thread this has been but it's actually made me realise why I used to spend every penny and every weekend travelling the country to see The Lads and now get to less than 10 games a season. My favourite season was in the 3rd Division watching shite football in shite grounds like Springfield Park, Wigan with it's mudslide and Aldershot which was in the middle of a public park but having a brilliant laugh everywhere we went - compare that to watching the likes of Drogba, Lampard, etc great "soccer" in soulless 'stadia' and devoid of atmosphere.

FTM
 
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BPAFTM

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Does anybody remember the crazy bunck from Peterlee I think it was. I think Frankie Wheatley ran the bus. Remeber them going crazy at Bristol Rovers running up and down the Motorway embankment.
There was that bus from Wingate, big white thing with tables with lamps on them and a smoke screen coming out the exhust pipe. Classic
 

S'TID

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My first game was at home to Southampton 1968.
We lost 3 nowt.:oops:
That was my first game an'all Young'un.
Ron Davies and Old Gold shirts. Whenever I remember that game, it's the vivid colours of the shirts and the pitch that I remember.

Next home game was Stoke and we lost that 3 Nowt as well. Stood right behind the goal in the Roker Boys enclosure to get a good look at Monty and Gordon Banks. Results meant Nowt. I was hooked and been a happy clapper ever since.

I know most on this Board will never understand, but SAFC is a very important part of my life and I will never stop loving it , whatever IT does to me. Those at the Club come and go but the Shirt , and the People who wear and follow it, never change. I love them all.
 
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Joe Fabulous

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That was my first game an'all Young'un.
Ron Davies and Old Gold shirts. Whenever I remember that game, it's the vivid colours of the shirts and the pitch that I remember.

Next home game was Stoke and we lost that 3 Nowt as well. Stood right behind the goal in the Roker Boys enclosure to get a good look at Monty and Gordon Banks. Results meant Nowt. I was hooked and been a happy clapper ever since.

I know most on this Board will never understand, but SAFC is a very important part of my life and I will never stop loving it , whatever IT does to me. Those at the Club come and go but the Shirt , and the People who wear and follow it, never change. I love them all.
Davies scored a hat rick that day.:eek:
I was in the Clock Stand Paddocks with my Dad. The greenness of the pitch was amazing. I had never seen grass like that before.
My second game was home to Wolves, we won 2 nowt, cant remember who scored. I remember Colin Suggett pulling up in an E Type....
 
I remember we played at Brighton circa 1978 and the BHA lads were helped out by a few Hells Angels. The Bear and the Vauxies lads kicked fuck out of them in the corner.

football violence went with the territory and for anyone who wasnt there it was out of place with today's game, but it was what it was.
I remember being scalded by the red-hot Bovril in the Fulwell in the '70's with me Dad :lol: (RIP big fella).
 

Keith S30S

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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.
Me and my mates were in the Blue House that day. It was the day before my 17th birthday. We were in the dark bit (pitch black, could hardly see a hand in front of your face) the lounge maybe? Right atmosphere in there, just knew it was going to go up.

We left just before it exploded :)

Great thread lads, Keith - 42 :-D
 
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YogaliSAFC

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Wonderful stuff.

I remember we played Oldham at home in the late 1970's or so and me and mate, as usual went to the paper shop at the top of ropery Lane to get the Echo. We stared in disbelief as the official crowd was given as less than 20k.

Back way back when if you got on MOTD it was a special occasion - now its 2 a penny. :roll:
Give ower man :lol:
 

Zimbo

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The hostile rivalry with Leeds began in the early 1960s and we were still fairly friendly with the Mags until around 1968 when the first big Battle in the Fulwell happened.

That's what was so sweet about winning the Cup in '73 it was fucking Leeds. :lol:
You are absolutely correct. There was a friendly rivalry with the Mags and it was not uncommon to attend each others games. It must be remembered that they hated Leeds just as much as we did. One of their players had his career finished by Leeds as well. I think he was called Dalton but I could be wrong.
After his career finished at Sunderland, Willie McPheat went to Hartlepool and by chance, they drew Leeds at home in the league cup. Word was that McPheat was waiting for that bastard Collins who did him but curiously, Collins got injured on the day of the match and couldn't play
 

lambton cat

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You are absolutely correct. There was a friendly rivalry with the Mags and it was not uncommon to attend each others games. It must be remembered that they hated Leeds just as much as we did. One of their players had his career finished by Leeds as well. I think he was called Dalton but I could be wrong.
After his career finished at Sunderland, Willie McPheat went to Hartlepool and by chance, they drew Leeds at home in the league cup. Word was that McPheat was waiting for that bastard Collins who did him but curiously, Collins got injured on the day of the match and couldn't play
So what triggered the hostility with the mags? Was definitely there in the mid 70's when i started going.. :confused:

hence the "geordie" meal alongside the cowboy at Whelan's chippy, they wouldn't sell many these days, I wonder when it all changed? Mackem was a real derogatory term when I was a lad
Early 80's mackem started becoming more popular and chants mackems/geordies ala rangers/celtic were common for a time, these chants in the fulwell started to caude animosity between the 2 factions resulting finally in a mass brawl, cant remember the game but there was a row of police down the middle section splitting it in 2, that seemed the tipping point because that chant and the geordies geordies one pretty much died out after that. Anyone remember the game? Would guess maybe 1982/3?
 

smillingjimmyc

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You are absolutely correct. There was a friendly rivalry with the Mags and it was not uncommon to attend each others games. It must be remembered that they hated Leeds just as much as we did. One of their players had his career finished by Leeds as well. I think he was called Dalton but I could be wrong.
After his career finished at Sunderland, Willie McPheat went to Hartlepool and by chance, they drew Leeds at home in the league cup. Word was that McPheat was waiting for that bastard Collins who did him but curiously, Collins got injured on the day of the match and couldn't play
You are right about dalton however I attended my first derbies in 1965 and there was hostility then, particulary as i lived in a mag stronghold in gateshead and i remember getting thrown off bus going to sid james.
Think rivalry with leeds really kicked off after 5th round of cup in '67 when ref ken stokes robbed us :evil:
 

cheeky monkey

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Me and my mates were in the Blue House that day. It was the day before my 17th birthday. We were in the dark bit (pitch black, could hardly see a hand in front of your face) the lounge maybe? Right atmosphere in there, just knew it was going to go up.

We left just before it exploded :)

Great thread lads, Keith - 42 :-D
I was in The Blue House that day!

Bit sketchy, obviously, but I can remember some kid swinging from the light above the pool table; somebody had sprayed 'SAFC' in the toilets; seeing the team bus go past outside; then I think it kicked off, and loads off us piled outside, to be met with an Everton mob coming up the street at us.

Seem to remember is lashing down all day, and the game only getting the go ahead at the last minute.

Remember Cardiff in 1980 (somebody mentioned above) - my first away game.
Day of the FA Cup Final; two points for a win in those days (did Barry Dunn cross for Pop Robson to score the equaliser?); leaving from outside of Binns at 6am on the coach; Cardiff being a sea of red and white; outnumbering the Cardiff fans; kicking off next to the coaches after the match; needing two points (a win) for promotion; playing West Ham on a Monday night (they's won the FA Cup on the Saturday; standing on the Fulwell unable to move.......
 
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Deleted member 6830

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Can anyone remember the 'cages' in the Fulwell End and when they were removed ?

must have been removed before 73 as def' not there then.

Whilst in my loft looking for undisputed proof of Hansen, camE across 78-79 season when we played West Ham {the year they sat down on the terraces} and there's a crackin picture of a big 'no mans land in the Roker - wonder why that was !!

Also in Footy Echo 1977 v Boro, when Sunderland bagged the 4th, Argus reported that cries of ''Easy easy'' rang around RP and I remember it and we miles adrift at the bottom :lol:

So what triggered the hostility with the mags? Was definitely there in the mid 70's when i started going.. :confused:

Early 80's mackem started becoming more popular and chants mackems/geordies ala rangers/celtic were common for a time, these chants in the fulwell started to caude animosity between the 2 factions resulting finally in a mass brawl, cant remember the game but there was a row of police down the middle section splitting it in 2, that seemed the tipping point because that chant and the geordies geordies one pretty much died out after that. Anyone remember the game? Would guess maybe 1982/3?
My Dad and his pals were there at both games in 66-67 when we did the double and the normal sharing of hip flasks went on with Geordies and Mackems mingling nee bother. There was probs some isolated bother with the normal hotheads.

67-68 was when it started to turn nasty as the skins culture was taking over as was the in thing to do i.e. end taking.

68-68 was the first real serious bother - Mags wreched buses in the old Fulwell bus depot. Massive battle at top of Roker Baths Road where landlord of Cambridge said warring fans behaved like animals, trouble in town centre and Newcastle went in Fulwell and got turfed out. It's been nasty ever since.

Echo reported that before the 1-0 Cummins game, the Imperial Vaults and Continental got shut after fans did battle inside. Can't remember them ever coming in to town but remember them taking over Roker, playing footy on Cliff Park etc.
 

Swindon Mackem

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Can anyone remember the 'cages' in the Fulwell End and when they were removed ?

must have been removed before 73 as def' not there then.
I think they went after we got relegated in 1970, I can remember standing behind the Fulwell goal in those early 2nd Div matches without having to lowp ower the fences to get in there :lol: I think they just took away the gates at the front.
 
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I think they went after we got relegated in 1970, I can remember standing behind the Fulwell goal in those early 2nd Div matches without having to lowp ower the fences to get in there :lol: I think they just took away the gates at the front.

What is meant by 'cages' then. I assumed it was some kind of wire mesh type fencing from floor to roof ???

Was it just that they were 'pens' which you couldn't transfer out of once in ??

One guy said there were 5 of them ??

Any old pictures anywhere ??

Cheers.
 
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