I once had the pleasure (?) of an evening with a lot of the Notts Forest team after a golf day....fair play, they stayed after the event for the karaoke and a group went on the stage (Steve Stone and a couple of others) to sing a song. During the song, one of them started pitching golf balls he had won at their captain (Stuart Pearce) who was sitting at a table. I fully expected him to calm things down and have a word or a look so as not to wreck the club reputation and to calm things down. Bollux to that, the daft booger just started tossing them back onto the stage. Supported CCFC from an early stage after being taken to a match by my cousin. Lived near Swansea so there was always potential for trouble but got the most after a Welsh Cup game at Cardiff.......a small group of us was on a bus from Swansea.....we got stoned by the local support. Bloody froze all the way home!!!! AND the driver wouldn't stop for beer.
It didn't get me in trouble, but the time I was most glad I had my Leeds shirt on UNDER a big jacket was when I got on the train in London, trying to cross London to see the Millwall game a few years ago. (I am now a sarvener so don't take the usual routes and was on my tod, meeting up at the ground...... anyway 4 "things" wearing Millwall colours got on the train and sat next to me. Seriously they made Wayne Rooney look like a sprite - wider than they were tall, all with tattoes on their fists (so that would be the last thing you'd see on this planet, if they started on you, no doubt). I was ok to start with, after all - given where we were, no reason for anyone to expect me to be Leeds, and I can talk sarvern if need be - it was when they started to talk I got worried. They couldn't actually talk. It was Ugg and grunt time, I imagine they were doing something on the lines of agreeing who would get the liver of the first Leeds fan they cornered, but I don't talk Neanderthal so who knows. Anyway, it was a long 5 minute train ride, I can tell you.
I'd just like to say, the above post is not an attempt to wind up any Millwall fans, and there is therefore no need for the Dull-ards to clog us up with 20 pages of bollox. Have the day off instead, its Friday after all and a weekend of drug induced stupor awaits you all.
Bradford City have been kicked out of the FA Cup after fielding an ineligible player in their second round tie against Brentford
1- it's where I'm from 2- shakira, lampard's bird and daniel cousin's missus 3- all the ****ing time (I work where away teams and new signings tend to stay) 4- nothing wrong with women and football as long as they're there for the football and not for the 'nice legs' or any of that bollocks 5- so far not got in any trouble but I don't often wear football shirts outside of matchdays and the gym
Good afternoon soldiers! Grew up in Leeds and my dad was a fan, so I suppose it was the only team that made sense to support. Boring story, eh? What made a South Coast boy like yourself support Leeds? I seem to remember you saying it was in the 80s that you started (which must have been pretty disappointing). Er... not many really. Got Norman Hunter's autograph as a kid when I bumped into him at a local restaurant. Oh yeah, and I got a signed photo of John McLelland (such an honour) when we were doing a stadium tour for a mate's birthday party and I won the penalty shootout on the concourse. My dad has a better tale of when he and some mates trekked all the way to Paul Reaney's house on the other side of town and vaulted his garden fence just to get his signature... which he happily gave! (Probably be ejected by G4S thugs and have CCTV evidence sent to the local nick if they tried that on with an international football star of 2012). Well... I don't think women should be banned from football games, but I do find the mixture of the two rather annoying. If blokes turned up at women's games, they'd be thought of as perverts. Plus football women come in two categories generally... shrill and shouty, which is irritating; and 'can you sit down please, I can't see the game', which is even more irritating. So the verdict is that yes, they should be able to go and support their side, but somewhere like the family stand where they're protected from the hairy, lairy and contrary male chauvinist pigs who tend to populate singing sections and away ends around the country. Apologies, Poshminx, if that's your thang. Don't wear colours to games... got called 'Leeds scum' once by some Sheffield Someone fan when I was wearing a retro shirt. Most football-related encounters are on nights out though. Standard scum reply. Nice one.
(i) Because I was born in Hull; (ii) I don't know any, but I think Karembeu (sp) married a supermodel? (iii) Met loads. Ian St John - miserable bastard; Mike Summerbee was a boring bastard; Dennis Tuert is a top bloke - I used to play football with his sons; Beckham, Giggs, Pallister, Irwin, Mark Hughes, Gregor Rioch, Leigh Palin... (iv) The mrs is a nightmare when watching football (v) never Yes, many years ago at Wigan in the old Div 4. We were 2-0 up at half time and had to be moved by the stewards for my own safety. Ah the Jags. Went to watch them once when on a stag do in Glasgow. Was the funniest experience I have ever had at a football match
Me.... Have always supported Leeds, only ever been to half a dozen games. I got hooked when I was taken to Pompey v Leeds in the early / mid eighties, even though we were 1-0 down at half time, we won 3-2, with goals from Ritchie and Baird I think. Baird lives down here, and manages local team Eastleigh Town. He is also something to do with the Fareham / Hampshire Whites....
It is the only game I have been to when the home fans booed their own team on to the pitch. There was a guy a few rows in front of us who for 20 minutes solid was stood shouting the name of the Jags left back. Eventually the left back looked up at who was shouting at him, and the supporter, having got his attention, shouted "you're ****ing ****" and then sat down. That constructive criticism didn't improve the left back's performance in the second half. Oh, and we'd dressed the stag in a dress, and the locals wanted to kill him for being a pansey. All in all, a cracking day
Sounds about right! My favourite abuse was a few years ago. I'd taken my youngest up to see them & we found ourselves directly in front of about 20-30 guys who refused to sit down. They entertained us royally thoughout the (dreadful) match. The abuse was the vilest, crudest stuff you could imagine, delivered with the foulest language possible. Why was this so entertaining? ('cos it's normally standard fare). Well, these guys looked and sounded like they'd just come back from a Gay Lib 'Queen of the Year' function. They delivered all of their abuse with the campest voices and actions I have ever seen. Larry Grayson looked straight compared to them! I thought they were acting at first, but no, they persisted 100% in this vein for the duration of the match. Fantastic stuff! Never seen or heard of them since. Funny that, 'cos they definitely knew their stuff.
Did you go to a pantomime or a Football Match? I don't think I've ever been to a game where something like that's happened, though it sounds hilarious.
