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Worst Away Days

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In true Leicester style though we still didn't win.

 

That Barnsley game is the worst I've seen us play and I include even the 6-1 at Portsmouth in that. Portsmouth just took their chances and at least they had some decent players. Barnsley were utter dross and if they'd won 7-0 I don't think anyone could've said it was undeserved.

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Obviously losing 5-1 at Forest.

To the OP - that trip to Sheffield was class! Yeah the result was poor but the atmosphere that day was sensational for a side in our position. Decent walk back to the train station too..: 'sit down, if you love Leicester'

I think I'd actually blocked that from my mind. Awful one to watch, that.

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Is that really the case? League One was my first year of being a regular at aways and other than the odd one I don't remember our ends being like that. Think it happened at Plymouth in 09/10. That can be put up there as a shit away. It was beyond dull.

It was terrible mate!

Used to get max 20-30 standers at away games and more often than not the stewards used to get us all to sit.

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Alongside the 6-1 at Pompey, I also watched us spanked 6-1 on Boxing Day at Highbury with a noon kick-off. 

 

Sousa's first league game at Palace. We lost 3-2. We were 3-0 by half-time. Got very near to result. I had to travel by Fox Travel due to a broken wrist. We got home at 1am as the M25 had closed in our direction and I was surrounded by bored teenagers. Brighton when we first visited too at the new ground and making it home in the snow was a hairy one. The losses at Peterborough were always sh*t days. 

 

 

Brighton, of course! Away in our League One season at that old athletics stadium. 2-0 at half time, lost 3-2. All goals at the other end of the stadium. You could barely see the near goal, let alone the furthest one.

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Derby away, King OG. Lost 1-0 and we never looked like scoring.

 

Sheffield Wednesday away 2010. We were on the back of an 8 match unbeaten run, just beat Forest 3-0. Sheff Wed were struggling at the bottom. We were absolutely awful, one of the few things I remember about the match was Kermorgant putting a free kick over the bar late on. The whole end sat down.

 

I think the worst ones are the ones you expect a lot from. When you've had a lot to drink and you're really up for it, then losing is a huge deflator.
 

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Barnsley away on Bank Holiday as mentioned further up was poor.

My worst one in recent years was a rare defeat in League One 0-2 away to Tranmere on a Tuesday or Wednesday night. Dreadful journey and dreadful performance. I'm sure Barry Hayles came on to play as a winger and we got torn apart by Bas Savage.
 

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Barnsley away on Bank Holiday as mentioned further up was poor.

My worst one in recent years was a rare defeat in League One 0-2 away to Tranmere on a Tuesday or Wednesday night. Dreadful journey and dreadful performance. I'm sure Barry Hayles came on to play as a winger and we got torn apart by Bas Savage.

One of my favourite aways from that season that was! Our end didn't stop singing all night!

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Worst away game (or most memorbale).....portsmouth vs leicester 96. Was only 15 at the time, and my friends and I were drinking 20/20 at the park the night before, decided we would all go to the furtherest away game of the season. Woke up at 8am saturday, rang all around but everyone had bottled it!

Decided to go on my own, didnt realise had to go via london on the train, tried to bump the train for free, but a sharp eyed indian conductor caught me and i stupidly said single to luton, (return was about same price) cost me £13. He promptly chucked me off at luton. Decided had enough and decided to go round luton, nearly got mugged within ten minutes, so ran back to the station and jumped on the next train to london for free.

Had to firstly work out the underground, then get a train from paddington to portsmouth which me cost a further £10 return, by this time i had nearly ran out of money. Funnily enough going there and back i never saw another leicester fan!

Once at the ground, i didnt have enough money to go into the away end, so I went in the portsmouth part that was next to the leicester fans which cost me £5. Didnt realise this was the 6.57 crew section, and i was surrounded by some of the roughest guys i have ever met, the songs that they sang about neil lewis, make sol campbells songs sound like a lullaby!

They were all drinking bought in cans of stella and straight vodka and smoking pot on the terrace and before long one of the old boys offers me vodka. The moment i replied they clocked my accent, i thought i was a goner...but they seemed pretty impressed that i had come here on my own.However affer smoking pot for only the second time in my life and drinking straight vodka with no food, i about pulled a whitey. I remember pompey scoring a last minute winner and thought the crush was going make me puke everywhere.

My plan was to ask a leicester fan for a lift home, as all i possessed was a return ticket back to london and had three pound left. But i got caught up in brawl outside between the fans and found i was stuck with my new 6.57 crew who the police escorted back into the town centre.....

Cut along story short, i had to bump the train journey home from london to leicester by hiding in the toliets, with the train conductor banging on the door trying to get me out.

When i eventually arrived in leicester had to walk to st mags only to find i had missed my last bus, as it was about 11pm, and my folks lived in south leicestershire and they had gone out. So i had then walk in the fosse park direction and had to hitch hike down the m1 to the next junction and walk the last three miles home, arriving back at 2am!

The one thing i remember on the train being so dehydrated from drinking and smoking with the ponpey guys, but couldnt leave the toilets, so had to drink that rancid water from the tap!

Safe to say never been back to portsmouth since!

 

Fvckin hell, that is definitely one to tell the grandchildren.

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I lived in London between 1967 and 2006, so most of my matches were away games in and around the southeast. Two of my worst away-days were in early 1987, and probably pale into insignificance compared with Barnsley away, Forest away and Coatsworth999's epic trip to Portsmouth. However, for personal reasons, they stand out for me, probably above all others.  

 

The first was on New Year's Day 1987. I'd broken my ankle/heel really badly at the beginning of the previous October, and I was still on crutches: I fell off my garage roof, since you ask, and yes, I am a clumsy tw4t. My brother, who was also in London, suggested that - to cheer me up - we should go to Upton Park to celebrate the new year. I should have known better, because we had only won once since I had my accident, and we were heading inexorably towards relegation. Also, Upton Park is miles from the Tube station, and it feels even further on crutches, so I wasn't feeling all that great by the time we got to the ground. It was cold and miserable and we lost 4-1: my undying memory is of our sub, Robert Alleyne (only played three times for us, all as sub) actually running away, eyes averted, when we had the ball.

 

So all the way back to the Tube station (where you have to queue for fvckin ages), I was saying to anyone who would listen that that was THE LAST FVCKIN TIME I AM EVER GOING TO WATCH THAT SHOWER OF SH1T, AND THIS TIME I FVCKIN MEAN IT.

 

The following Saturday, we played Sheff Weds at Filbo, but I couldn't have gone even if I wanted to - and I absolutely didn't want to. We won 6-1, and at five o'clock, as soon as the results were announced on Sports Report - the only way you got the scores in those days - my brother and I were on the phone together, planning our trip to Loftus Road for the FA Cup Third Round, which was the following weekend. How stupid can you be?

 

In those days, QPR played on Terry Venables' disgusting, appalling plastic pitch, and we were even more out of our depth than we had been against West Ham, when we played on proper turf: well, a mixture of turf and mud - after all, this was 1987. Anyway, we lost 5-2, and I had another long, slow and miserable walk - by now using a walking stick - to the Tube station. Only this time my brother and I went to the pub until the queues went down. And as we sat there with our pints in our hands, my brother said "You know, you'll never stop watching that shower of sh1t. We're stuck with it." He was right, of course.

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The 0-2 at Charlton 2007. Maybe the worst I've ever seen us play. Although having said that a trip to the Valley is always enjoyable.

 

This would be mine too. I think it was Carl Cort upfront? I haven't even got the words to describe how awful he was.

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This would be mine too. I think it was Carl Cort upfront? I haven't even got the words to describe how awful he was.

 

And following on from my post about Parker, Lennon and Izzet in the other thread, how's this for a midfield: Kishishev, Clemence, Chambers, Sheehan. It was the only time in my life I've left early.

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