Yeah I think I could do it I just wouldn't enjoy it as much. Most of the fun is the shouting and singing so almost pointless without that imo.
For me it was affordability at the time I got to see my team at whichever PL club was close by instead of travelling and there were always local fans with tickets, often free.
I was thinking this, sometimes you can get in the home end cheaper, an ST holder may have complimentary tickets, or they might have deals on that away fans can't get.
If go watch the games quite often anyway so there was no trouble getting a ticket when Liverpool were visiting most of the people around me knew me from other games and knew I was a Liverpool fan. If we won the worst I'd get is "you're getting the first round y'scouse ****".
Yeah man I'll have it deffo nice1, if I get a lifetime ban for doing something hilarious do you also get the ban? Its important information ill need pre game
It was a sound suggestion I thought, me and I'll get my mate Afghanistan Sam aka tall sam for short. Known him since high school, Liverpool fan like me, he's the one who lost his dad in grenfell bttw We'll Go loiter outside Wembley early hoping for another stadium rush Can always sell some drugs if all that fails.
Ive seen Liverpool play at qpr 3 times back in the 90s and Fulham towards rafas end..used to get free qpr ticket when I played for the jnr rs so went to loads of non Liverpool games there in my early teens. Tho Ive played at both selhurst park and craven cottage, west London cup finals, lost both 1 nil against the same team. Also played cricket at the oval And I've sat in parliament Got told off for that lol
I thought Liverpool fans got points just for living in London. They are the next category behind fans with season tickets who attend away games.
Just had someone banned from our gaff for 3 years as the cops had the dogs out, found cannabis on him. Seems they are purposely targeting drugs there at the moment - I asssume Wembley would have a similar set-up due to past events.
apart from Anfield I've been to Loftus Road more than any other ground mainly to see us play but occasionally just random games . Started mid 70's up to 90's .
His old nickname I gave him when we was younger and out on the town was much more creative. Candle Sam Not so much nowadays, he looks like the 5th beatles member who left before fame came but back then he was a gorgeous looking bloke, absolutely no game tho, and i mean none, so I'd go out with him and always he'd get attention from the ladies but whenever we got chatting to females he'd always blow it, and i mean like comically bad. So that happened often enough that when we went out I'd say to him just don't speak and be good looking I'll do the rest, he eventually came to accept this reality and so forth was named candle Sam. Cos he always blew it. I should get paid for these creative gold nuggets tbh, I name all my mates something eventually. Old friend called Clyde for example, one of those a bit socially autistic people, know saying the wrong thing at the wrong time kinda guy. So.. At a baby just born party we were all invited to he done this. Baby in the cot, everyone doing the "awww so cute" ****, me too as you do like. This **** leans over the cot like he's inspecting something with great attention. Then he says "eurgh.. why does it have 6 toes". That was just one of his many foot in mouth experiences so from that day forth I dubbed him BSE.
The full version was tall Sam taliban. The most used was just Taliban But that can create more problems than you can imagine
Funny story about nicknames, when Mrs luv moved down here there was a woman who lived down the street who I called Maria Man, Mrs luv used that name in front of some other people who were omg you can't call her that! It was a nickname because she looked like one. I laughed and told her that her real name was Maria Blackfoot and didn't tell her that was another nickname because she was a scruffy **** that didn't wear shoes. She used that name then as well.
Way back when my mum was alive and had cancer she was on these morphine patches but eventually they did nothing for her pain so she ended up binning what she had left when they gave her something stronger. Obviously I kept them because drugs and I thought I might be able to sell them on to some crackhead or whatever.... I didn't they stayed in a drawer for about a year. Anyways after a night out Sam's ended up back at mine, drank a bottle of jamesons and when that went we decided to go shop for a reload. My bird was there, so me being what I used to think is funny sometimes I spiked the **** out of him with these patches while we were all chatting away at mine. So i what I was doing was getting a patch out and then slapping them on him by doing the old stick a kick me sign on someone's back... Hed say summin then I'd laugh and slap his arm or leg, whatever was skin out, this went on for a good hour before 5hr jamesons went. **** he musta had about 15/20 patches all on his legs and arms.... No fuking clue like cos I'm an evil genius and they're skin coloured lol So on the way to the shop bout 50 yards down the road this guy says he needs to sit down, just stops and sits in this wall. I couldn't move him or make him get up or anything he's a big **** like. I called my bird to get her come down and help me drag this bastard back to the gaff but that aslo wasn't gonna work. Ended up calling an ambulance for him stating "I just found this man lying on his back in the middle of the road, I don't know what's wrong with him, he has no obvious injuries and he's breathing but he's not responding" I waited for them and they took him off. Next day in the afternoon I manged to get hold of Sam, been calling his phone all morning worried like. He remembered nothing at all. he was so grateful that I put him in an ambulance I didn't wanna ruin his appreciation by telling him about the patches. I'll tell him one day. when one of us is dying or something
