Mentioning snowy journeys the day we hammered Chelsea 4-1 in 2001 i was travelling over for the match and had arranged to pick my mate up in Stockton at 1pm. It was a lovely day when i set of until i got to Kirkby Stephen and there was four inches of snow and there was a complete white out, couldn't see a bloody thing and with Stainmoor and the A66 still to come i decided safety first, found a phone box and rang to say i couldnt make the match, the weather in Stockton was fine but i darent chance it and drove back home. I was gutted watching the afternoon sport and Quinn and Phillips put Chelsea to the sword. There was no prior warning that snow was forcast it was just that one area of the Pennines that was affected, just my luck.
I was there with myBrother in law and what a trip , our coach driver probably the same as yours took us over the moors rather than the M62 and it was like going down a toboggan run , no stops allowed as we were running late so the bright lads who had a bit to drink were pissing in to carrier bags and launching them out of the windows . Still the bus trundled along and it was becoming evident that we were going to miss the kick off , then some light relief as somebody said we must be nearly there because there’s a Burnley Building Society he was just as quickly shot down as someone said there’s the ****ing Halifax and we’re no where near there either . Worst tickets we ever bought - five postponements a trip to and from hell , missed the first 15-20 minutes and then it ends up in a draw and we get beat in the replay -Memories!!!
Easily my favourite team-talk of all time. What a ****ing nutter . Fired a player on the spot who had been at the club for ten years and was a fan-favourite . .... then calls two others a **** and offers to fight them both at the same time for no apparent reason "and you can bring your ****ing dinner coz you'll ****ing need it"
I always look forward to a bit chat with the rotund, elderly policeman who has a bit of a craic with the away fans at Villas ground.
Had a coach when I was playing in the Northern League his team talk went like this when we were playing a team from the South in the FA Vase “these Southern lads come up here and think your animals” “ So go out and prove it”
