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Thought Kipper's first post for a while would be a reflection on the transfer window and how he might have actually been wrong on a couple of points made earlier. But no, it's a dig at another supporter. Class.

Hang on, I didn't think that at all. Predictable.

Time you found a happy place Kipper because that certainly isn't on this board or anything SAFC. Your sanity will thank you for it.
 
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The Redbaron said:
Well, it seems like you can take it reasonably well.. I remember the Charlton play off final like yesterday, the first one I mean. Its been since, for me and my lad, like a running nightmare. So clear and vivid from the first to the lastminute, from setting off to it finally hitting home the following day at the petrol station at Pallion when filling up the car. I might as well tell the story, again, as no matter how hard I try, it never gets any better.
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I was fortunate enough to have a very well paid job with one of the Airlines based at Ponteland. The day before the game three of us, Dave a work colleague supporter of the lads, Dave (my lad) and me set off on staff travel tickets flying down to LHR BA business class, basically for free and then back on the Tuesday after the game.

We Flew out, had a very nice breakfast and landed at LHR and hit London. We quickly made our way and went to Eastham where we were staying overnight with Dave's brother (supporter also) before coming back home. We settled in, had some grub , changed and set off for the West end, Covent Garden and Piccadilly.
We ended up at a club/boozer called Tiddy Dolls (history buffs need to research) around the Mayfair area sitting listening to a pianist playing a grand piano as Dave's brother staffed these type of clubs and hotels in the area for his clients, ending up as another freebie. We stayed until around 12 pm before heading back to the digs. No tubes , buses but very ,very expensive taxis I do recall.

Following morning found us up bright and early after breakfast and setting off for Kings Cross to meet up with a couple of mates before heading off up to Wembley. It was a bit of a blur trying to take in the stadium and the stroll up to it , the first time being in 73 and then the Milk Cup final in 85 which were light years away but at least the lad was enjoying it. Getting into the stadium it was hard not to see just how dilapidated and crumbling it was. A shade of its former self. Onto the terraces for the build up and the singsong. If I ever hear another Robbie Williams "let me entertain you" again ******* it will be far far too soon. The other thing that stood out was just where the Charlton fans were, there end being empty for most of the time we were in our seats then all of a sudden, there they were.

The Match. less said the better.

After the final whistle I can only describe as feeling and being numb, in fact I'd say in shock. I remember clearly going to the toilets on our way out and wading through ankle deep rivers of piss. The smell, Argh, I'll never forget that smell. .. We wandered down Wembley way in a daze and eventually ended up at a McDonalds buying a a burger or something that I do not recall eating before heading off back up to (there was a steep bank) the tube station when an old mate from my youth, not seen for years, Robbie Thompson came into view. He was with his little lad slouched with this flag on his shoulders and he appeared to be in much the same state as my crowd.. We chatted about the game for 15 or so minutes, it could have been longer or less, but shock seemed the basis for being unsure of how long. We parted ways and took to the tube back into London. During the time it took to travel back to Eastham to Dave's brothers before heading up town to celebrate (fecking good word that after you've lost) but it was becoming clear, to me at least, I needed to get home.

Bearing in mind we had staff travel business class flight tickets back for the for the Tuesday me and the lad headed up to Kings cross to see if we could but a seat on a train heading back home. Later two singles were bought. for £168.00 and after purchasing a Kentucky bucket opposite KC we boarded the train around 8.00 back to the North East. Needless to say it was like a morgue on the train especially having had the four tinnies confiscated before boarding . The wife got a shock us being home that night but it was the next day at Pallion that it really struck home.

While filling the car up ,still in this daze I looked over to the lad behind me filling his up at the same time. We both looked at each other and just shook our heads in what I realise was one of those a "what the hell happened there" moments..We never spoke, never said a word but the pain that showed on this lads face must have mirrored mine.. I got home about an hour later and they'd
Thanks for reading if you have.

Do I feel the pain has been lifted writing this, Not one bit. That particular result and time frame still hurts like hell.
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Good post mate. I watched the game in my local. They stopped serving when the game ended because a group of young uns who couldn’t take their beer or being beaten were starting to cause bother. Don’t remember walking home because I was so stunned by the result.
 
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This is off subject but Redbaron, in his post about being in London for the Charlton play-off final and going into a club that had a piano jogged a memory of when, as a still naive19 year old squaddy, I visited Soho while passing through on leave. Curious about the drinking dives, I went into one which, of course, was in a dilapidated cellar. I was sitting alone with a very, very expensive pint when the pianist left his piano and came over to me and asked if I was in the army (I don’t know how he guessed as I was in civvies). When I told him I was, he warned me to finish my drink and leave because “this isn’t a nice place”. Before I could finish my drink a young woman came over to my table, sat down and placed her drink on the table. Taking the pianists advice, I finished my drink and got up to leave. A middle aged woman who had been keeping an eye on proceedings hurried over and told me that I couldn’t leave until i paid for the “lady’s” drink. I told her that I hadn’t ordered the “lady’s” drink and was not going to pay for it. I pushed past her and started up the stairs. She then started screaming at the bloke on the door to stop me. The lad was about the same age as me (maybe a few years older) He stepped out of his cubicle and barred my way. I’m only 5’7” and at the time weighed around 10 stones and he was bigger, but I was so angry that I stared into his eyes and thought to myself “I’m going to blast straight through you.” By this time I had a head of steam up and my plan was to slam into him and at the same time try to twist him around, which would put me door-side of him, and then run like f..k! I couldn’t believe it when he broke eye contact and slid back into his cubicle. In a blink, I was out that door and running. I could still hear that woman screaming and screeching at him 200 yards down the road.I never again went into one of those places.
 
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Oldsandy said:
This is off subject but Redbaron, in his post about being in London for the Charlton play-off final and going into a club that had a piano jogged a memory of when, as a still naive19 year old squaddy, I visited Soho while passing through on leave. Curious about the drinking dives, I went into one which, of course, was in a dilapidated cellar. I was sitting alone with a very, very expensive pint when the pianist left his piano and came over to me and asked if I was in the army (I don’t know how he guessed as I was in civvies). When I told him I was, he warned me to finish my drink and leave because “this isn’t a nice place”. Before I could finish my drink a young woman came over to my table, sat down and placed her drink on the table. Taking the pianists advice, I finished my drink and got up to leave. A middle aged woman who had been keeping an eye on proceedings hurried over and told me that I couldn’t leave until i paid for the “lady’s” drink. I told her that I hadn’t ordered the “lady’s” drink and was not going to pay for it. I pushed past her and started up the stairs. She then started screaming at the bloke on the door to stop me. The lad was about the same age as me (maybe a few years older) He stepped out of his cubicle and barred my way. I’m only 5’7” and at the time weighed around 10 stones and he was bigger, but I was so angry that I stared into his eyes and thought to myself “I’m going to blast straight through you.” By this time I had a head of steam up and my plan was to slam into him and at the same time try to twist him around, which would put me door-side of him, and then run like f..k! I couldn’t believe it when he broke eye contact and slid back into his cubicle. In a blink, I was out that door and running. I could still hear that woman screaming and screeching at him 200 yards down the road.I never again went into one of those places.
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You hear stuff about establishments like this but to hear it in detail was very interesting !

Thanks Sandy
 
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Oldsandy said:
This is off subject but Redbaron, in his post about being in London for the Charlton play-off final and going into a club that had a piano jogged a memory of when, as a still naive19 year old squaddy, I visited Soho while passing through on leave. Curious about the drinking dives, I went into one which, of course, was in a dilapidated cellar. I was sitting alone with a very, very expensive pint when the pianist left his piano and came over to me and asked if I was in the army (I don’t know how he guessed as I was in civvies). When I told him I was, he warned me to finish my drink and leave because “this isn’t a nice place”. Before I could finish my drink a young woman came over to my table, sat down and placed her drink on the table. Taking the pianists advice, I finished my drink and got up to leave. A middle aged woman who had been keeping an eye on proceedings hurried over and told me that I couldn’t leave until i paid for the “lady’s” drink. I told her that I hadn’t ordered the “lady’s” drink and was not going to pay for it. I pushed past her and started up the stairs. She then started screaming at the bloke on the door to stop me. The lad was about the same age as me (maybe a few years older) He stepped out of his cubicle and barred my way. I’m only 5’7” and at the time weighed around 10 stones and he was bigger, but I was so angry that I stared into his eyes and thought to myself “I’m going to blast straight through you.” By this time I had a head of steam up and my plan was to slam into him and at the same time try to twist him around, which would put me door-side of him, and then run like f..k! I couldn’t believe it when he broke eye contact and slid back into his cubicle. In a blink, I was out that door and running. I could still hear that woman screaming and screeching at him 200 yards down the road.I never again went into one of those places.
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When you hear these stories & ive heard a few similar....you think these places cant make a lot of money...even if the force someone to pay a decent amount...no one will ever go back....unless we just never hear the version from the people who stay go with the woman pay x & are happy with
 
Wayne the Punk said:
Where is the Ukranian lads scarf pic?
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You’d imagine there’ll be an uptick in social media content from the club this week with pics of the new lads training etc, hopefully starting today.

I’m not sure how many days off the players were given last week, it felt a bit like the whole place was a bit shell shocked (probably the wrong term) and recovering from the manic Thursday to Saturday of the week before.
 
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Culinary said:
You’d imagine there’ll be an uptick in social media content from the club this week with pics of the new lads training etc, hopefully starting today.

I’m not sure how many days off the players were given last week, it felt a bit like the whole place was a bit shell shocked (probably the wrong term) and recovering from the manic Thursday to Saturday of the week before.
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You'd assume any other lads not on International duty would be back today or tomorrow.
Ballard and Hume played yesterday, so maybe Tues/Weds for them?
Costa Rica are playing in Croatia tonight, so end of the week for Bennette?
Rigg/Bellingham would be back with the main squad you'd assume as they played Sat

No idea re Triantis - Aus u23s are playing tomorrow in Tajikistan
 
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Oliver's Army said:
Hope this doesn't open the door for Amad at Utd. Would love him back in Jan...
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Was talking to a mate who’s Leeds and he reckons they went in for him late in the window but it didn’t materialise, maybe because Gnonto didn’t leave or they left it too late. Loan with a £20m optional fee was mentioned. Not sure how true mind I’ve never bothered to try and verify it but a £20m fee seems quite low so I think it’s bollocks.
 
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Yorkie said:
Thought Kipper's first post for a while would be a reflection on the transfer window and how he might have actually been wrong on a couple of points made earlier. But no, it's a dig at another supporter. Class.

Hang on, I didn't think that at all. Predictable.

Time you found a happy place Kipper because that certainly isn't on this board or anything SAFC. Your sanity will thank you for it.
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Some one will hang him up to dry and smoke him out.
 
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TopCat_ said:
You'd assume any other lads not on International duty would be back today or tomorrow.
Ballard and Hume played yesterday, so maybe Tues/Weds for them?
Costa Rica are playing in Croatia tonight, so end of the week for Bennette?
Rigg/Bellingham would be back with the main squad you'd assume as they played Sat

No idea re Triantis - Aus u23s are playing tomorrow in Tajikistan
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I think they'll all be back in tomorrow...Tony seemed to indicate a long weekend off. As far as the International lads are concerned,first thing is they come back fit.:emoticon-0107-sweat Ballard had a knock,but played against a no-hope Russian Republic,in a no-hope cause,so I'm hoping he's not been sacrificed! :emoticon-0107-sweat
Would think Jewi and the two young lads will be back in by Wednesday. Not sure about Nectar.
 
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Southern A said:
Mowbray said after the last game that the players would have a couple of days off, then be in training last week, then have a "long weekend" before coming back together this week.

Whether the long weekend was friday-sunday or saturday-monday is unknown.
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After watching the Southampton game back about a million times I cannot wait for Saturday and the inevitable chip pissing 0-2 defeat to QPR :emoticon-0140-rofl:
 
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