Karljohn Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 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. Didn't we win at QPR the following week 1-0 in the league? Alan Smith with the last kick? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bradfox Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 v Derby 2000, collymore broken leg. lennon got sent off and we lost 3-0. not a good day. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sport/football/fa_carling_premiership/698770.stm Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
UpTheLeagueFox Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 Never let the football ruin a day out at the football Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snooty Fox Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 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! Nice story. Love it how you remember the conductor was Indian. Tight buggers! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bovril Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 v Derby 2000, collymore broken leg. lennon got sent off and we lost 3-0. not a good day. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sport/football/fa_carling_premiership/698770.stm And I forgot it was Mother's Day... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LanguedocFox Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 Didn't we win at QPR the following week 1-0 in the league? Alan Smith with the last kick? No. We didn't play the following week - can't remember why - and then we played Luton away. My brother suggested going, and I told him to fvck off. We lost 1-0 to a Mike Newell goal - and we signed him the next season. Some things you never forget! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Liamlcfc1 Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 Palace 3-2 plus stuck in traffic for 6 hours got back 12.30 portsmouth 6-1 Norwich 4-3 the night sousa was sacked ipswich 3-0 in the snow and watford play off Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bilo Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 Forest 5-1 was miserable as hell. Awful day. Plymouth in the same season to see us barely turn up, produce a dreadful end and THAT journey. Grimsby away would have been as bad if not for Muzzy scoring the best goal I've ever seen. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sylofox Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 Losing 5-0 twice in 7 days away at Manu and Forest under Jock Wallace...................Was at forest. But 7 or 8 years ago living in Barnsley on the way to the game wanted to call in my local but closed car park full of cops. So called in the next pub to see the locals from the other pub. Got a pint and asked why the other pub was closed and got hit with your scum. 30 lads had gone in and turned over a family pub got shit for months. Did not finish my beer or go to the match as I felt sick. Had it been a lads pub fine but was a local and family pub. Was closed for over a week while the damage was sorted. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest bss9401 Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 Spurs FA CUP semi in 1982. Never been so gutted. So many people in the Holte End with their head in their hands when Wilson's beautifully executed lob sailed over Wallington. Could/should have been the best day out ever, especially after the drama and elation of the quarters. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bovril Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 Best away day I didn't go to would be Blackpool early Jan 2010. Really enjoyed watching it on a grainy stream, it seemed like some passion and excitement was back after years of turgid crap. And that night I met my partner edited to say oops wrong thread Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BoyJones Posted 30 January 2015 Share Posted 30 January 2015 I hesitate to post going so far back in time, but I was a 15 year old travelling on the midland red coach on my own as usual, to the man city away match in late 1967. We got hammered 6-0. I don't remember the game after all these years, but we were overrun. I do though remember that Maine Road on a horrible November day was probably the most intimidating ground I have ever visited in 49 years of away trips. Maine Road in those days made the baseball ground look like Manor Road Extension in Oadby. The area looked like it had seen no improvements since the war. The reason I mention the game is that three months later we were drawn away at Man City in the 4th round of he cup. Having just been to Barrow in the previous round, I again took the coach from Humberstone Gate and went to support the lads. We battled out a 0-0 draw and the replay has gone down in our history as one of the greatest and most emotional cup games ever, the 4-3 victory, which all over say 55 yrs will remember. Other away days to forget, Harlow, the already mentioned 7-1 at Wednesday and since the turn of the century only one game really for me stoke away 0-0. I never want to experience that soul destroying feeling again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest seanfox778 Posted 31 January 2015 Share Posted 31 January 2015 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! Great story! What an ordeal! Haha. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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