Most bizarre blades day ever

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Once had a session celebrating, early 80s, a mates birthday pre-match Saturday lunchtime and finished in the Lane social club. I was totally pissed and couldn't find the bogs. somehow I ended up in the restaurant kitchen staggering about. A bloke got hold of my arm and threw me our - straight into the South Stand - dragging me up some steps to get there.

Finished getting in for nowt but can't remember a thing about the match.
 

Not really been to any bizarre matches so I will say about the time about 10 years ago I took my girlfriend (both in our 40s) to Sincil Bank for a pre season friendly.
I just want to tell you all that she had a lovely vagina, not too tight or too loose and I really miss f*king her.
 
Jonboy60 said:
Not going into detail on this one because I've mentioned it on other threads
But the most bizarre is setting of home after a Brentford away night fixture, older blades will remember that there had been a bit of trouble after the game, fans throwing various things at each other, and some old guy had died.
Now I don't know if the police were treating it as serious as murder/manslaughter at first, but they brought every blade they could find, or stopped on the motorway on their way home, and brought us back to some huge hall to be questioned and finger printed.
All very surreal, especially as I had my old fella with me,and he was more than a little worried.
Turns out the poor fella had an heart attack ( unrelated to the throwing incident I believe).
Over reaction by the police I don't know, but some blades I believe got quite a way back home before being dragged back.
There were quite a few of us in that hall, so some of the su24 members of a certain age must have been in the mix.
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Got to bloody junction 30, before being pulled over, then got an escort all the way back to Brentford, arrived and was told to turn round and go home as it had all been sorted. I was very impressed !!!!'
 
8lade said:
Not really been to any bizarre matches so I will say about the time about 10 years ago I took my girlfriend (both in our 40s) to Sincil Bank for a pre season friendly.
I just want to tell you all that she had a lovely vagina, not too tight or too loose and I really miss f*king her.
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The best post on here ever.
 
Jonboy60 said:
Not going into detail on this one because I've mentioned it on other threads
But the most bizarre is setting of home after a Brentford away night fixture, older blades will remember that there had been a bit of trouble after the game, fans throwing various things at each other, and some old guy had died.
Now I don't know if the police were treating it as serious as murder/manslaughter at first, but they brought every blade they could find, or stopped on the motorway on their way home, and brought us back to some huge hall to be questioned and finger printed.
All very surreal, especially as I had my old fella with me,and he was more than a little worried.
Turns out the poor fella had an heart attack ( unrelated to the throwing incident I believe).
Over reaction by the police I don't know, but some blades I believe got quite a way back home before being dragged back.
There were quite a few of us in that hall, so some of the su24 members of a certain age must have been in the mix.
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Got to bloody junction 30, before being pulled over, then got an escort all the way back to Brentford, arrived and was told to turn round and go home as it had all been sorted. I was very impressed !!!!'
 
Sorry about the multiple postings. Getting old and doddery
 
8lade said:
Not really been to any bizarre matches so I will say about the time about 10 years ago I took my girlfriend (both in our 40s) to Sincil Bank for a pre season friendly.
I just want to tell you all that she had a lovely vagina, not too tight or too loose and I really miss f*king her.
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So from what you're saying, I take it you married her then ? ;)
 
One of my most bizarre away matches was back in 1980/81 season ( I think). Went to Blackburn on the coach, late Into match and we were herded into the turnstiles between the biggest police horses I had ever seen.
Lost 2-0 but the Blades fans managed to find a settee and set that on fire as well as a pair of ladders. I think a police helmet ended up on the end of the ladders as well.
A good friend of mine decided he was going to perform a song and dance routine on the roof of the Blackburns stand tea room and he promptly got arrested but not before a chorus of ' he's behind you' rang out as the officers came to arrest him.
Nothing as good as a day out with the Blades......
 
Jonboy60 said:
Did you end up back at the hall Dublin, or somewhere else.
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Was in Bruce Springsteens favourite bar last week , I like that part of town , the long hall , hogans and peters bar , are favs of mine .
Was back in school the next day thou , a rock hard fooker from S2 away crew , oh dear . ;)
 
maidmarion said:
One of my most bizarre away matches was back in 1980/81 season ( I think). Went to Blackburn on the coach, late Into match and we were herded into the turnstiles between the biggest police horses I had ever seen.
Lost 2-0 but the Blades fans managed to find a settee and set that on fire as well as a pair of ladders. I think a police helmet ended up on the end of the ladders as well.
A good friend of mine decided he was going to perform a song and dance routine on the roof of the Blackburns stand tea room and he promptly got arrested but not before a chorus of ' he's behind you' rang out as the officers came to arrest him.
Nothing as good as a day out with the Blades......
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Now that was a crazy match! The gang I hung around with back then were desperate to sample an awayday with the Big Tree mob. They grudgingly agreed - on the proviso that at least half of us (there were ten of us) got arrested or we couldn't go with them again. Morning of the match, we all assembled in the Big Tree and there were around a hundred of us when the hapless driver of the one coach that had been booked (Excelsior travel) stuck his head around the pub door and announced that he was leaving. Everybody in the pub piled onto the bus and were sat in the aisles etc. (trying to avoid the piss buckets that the Big Tree lads had kindly placed in the aisles.) The buckets filled up but were soon emptied when the coach went round a sharp bend...

As usual, it was a grey, miserable day (they call it 'summer' in Blackburn) interspersed with random outbreaks of violence. After the game, the Blades fans went nuts, smashing up their own coaches. I didn't join in. I was watching from the back of a meat wagon.;)
 
grafikhaus said:
Now that was a crazy match! The gang I hung around with back then were desperate to sample an awayday with the Big Tree mob. They grudgingly agreed - on the proviso that at least half of us (there were ten of us) got arrested or we couldn't go with them again. Morning of the match, we all assembled in the Big Tree and there were around a hundred of us when the hapless driver of the one coach that had been booked (Excelsior travel) stuck his head around the pub door and announced that he was leaving. Everybody in the pub piled onto the bus and were sat in the aisles etc. (trying to avoid the piss buckets that the Big Tree lads had kindly placed in the aisles.) The buckets filled up but were soon emptied when the coach went round a sharp bend...

As usual, it was a grey, miserable day (they call it 'summer' in Blackburn) interspersed with random outbreaks of violence. After the game, the Blades fans went nuts, smashing up their own coaches. I didn't join in. I was watching from the back of a meat wagon.;)
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The sense of nostalgia a lot of older fans have for this type of story is beyond me. So you got piss everywhere, smashed up coaches, had a ruck and got arrested. What an ace day out. Well done everybody.

And of course all this is far superior to the smoke bombing ketchup chuckers of today.
 
JohnDenver said:
The sense of nostalgia a lot of older fans have for this type of story is beyond me. So you got piss everywhere, smashed up coaches, had a ruck and got arrested. What an ace day out. Well done everybody.

And of course all this is far superior to the smoke bombing ketchup chuckers of today.
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Different times, JD. England was a fucking dismal place back then (35 years ago) - mass unemployment, extremely violent police at away games and everything was in black and white. Don't forget this was around the time that the Yorkshire Ripper was caught. It's not nostalgia per se, just remembering what it was like, a bit like old soldiers who fought in WW2 reminiscing about what they'd been through - not glorifying it. They didn't like it, but they went through it. I don't know if you've seen any of the 'This Is England' films but they caught the era well. Horrible, but a right of passage.
 
grafikhaus said:
Different times, JD. England was a fucking dismal place back then (35 years ago) - mass unemployment, extremely violent police at away games and everything was in black and white. Don't forget this was around the time that the Yorkshire Ripper was caught. It's not nostalgia per se, just remembering what it was like, a bit like old soldiers who fought in WW2 reminiscing about what they'd been through - not glorifying it. They didn't like it, but they went through it. I don't know if you've seen any of the 'This Is England' films but they caught the era well. Horrible, but a right of passage.
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Disappointed that there were no stats and line charts to back this point up :(
 
The League Cup 1st Rd 1st Leg over at The Sty...
Lost 0-2 Saturday lunchtime...

Arrived at that hole earlier than expected... noticed the floodlights were on! At an early kick off... A few hundred in the dump.
Was watching the inbreds and animals making their way in and noticed a few blokes on the pitch carrying trestle tables, covered in white sheets.
They were bringing them back into that old stand, where the players run out of...
By now the crowd was filling up, and the blokes on the pitch were starting to run, as they did, the white sheets lifted up and dozens of pies fell onto the pitch. They got the tables down the tunnel just in time before the players started their warm ups. Even the pies that were dropped had been cleared.

Anyway, at half time I asked a steward, who was one of the table carriers what had happened prior to kick off.
He says, "Don't be having any of them pies...." I asked "Why?"

"Well", he says... "What we do down here is this. Our pies come in bulk container lorries, 1000's at a time... Frozen. Pallets of them, all different. What we have to do is sort them out by taste/flavour and then put them on the tables to thaw out. Quickest way we've found out for that to happen before a Saturday home match, is to have the pitch covered in the tables from goal area to goal area, can't have them in the penalty box, Big Jack doesn't like that... "

By this time i'm falling asleep, he could rattle-on.... I waited for him to finish.

"Yesterday teatime we'd not sorted enough of them out ready for today, so we had two options, only sell what we had sorted, about 1500 Beef & Onion or was it Chicken? Or we could get all the tables on the pitch for 7.00pm, switch on the floodlights at 7.15pm and let the heat from the lights thaw them out. We were told to get the lights on as the cost of them being on was nothing compared to what we'd lose by not selling Pies. We came back this morning to remove the tables and sort out the pies to each area.. what you saw was the last few tables being carried back to the stand where the Uniedites are...."

I looked at the Blades near by, pies in hands, grimaces on faces....

"Hopefully, they'll not be many problems, apart from the few hundred we'd dropped on the pitch, as it seems the power of the heat from the floodlights thawed out them just in time...."

We lost 0-2.
Drew the second leg 1-1.
Were you there at The Sty?
 

Perhaps more scary than bizarre. Unusually for me went to a mid week away game in London. My brother had been working down there and decided it was doable to drive there and back. Lost 4-0 I think, it was only on leaving the ground it got weird.
We parked quite near the ground Down a side street. The police decided you could go left to the coaches or right to the station. They wouldn't allow us to walk unaccompanied to our car. We opted to walk with the coach folk. Despite the coppers' reassurances that they would walk us back to our car after reaching the coaches they all pissed off and left us to it.
This entailed walking maybe up to half a mile back down the road past a West Ham pub with a load of their fans outside. Fortunately, we weren't wearing colours on this occasion, still a bit scary nonetheless. Got home about 1.30 am.
 
JohnDenver said:
The sense of nostalgia a lot of older fans have for this type of story is beyond me. So you got piss everywhere, smashed up coaches, had a ruck and got arrested. What an ace day out. Well done everybody.

And of course all this is far superior to the smoke bombing ketchup chuckers of today.
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As pointed out, grim days especially as a football supporter, more so as an away supporter. You were treated like criminals, herded like dangerous animals and despised by all, most notably by the police. The behaviour, whilst not condoning it, reflected that treatment. The contemporary supporter faces very little of that, so the beer lobbing and ketchup squeezing seems a little incongruous and empty posturing.
 
Last minute v Palace
3 nil down at Half time v Wolves
Throughout at Wembley v Burnley
After the last penalty v Huddersfield

Bizarre that a day can go from such a high expectation to such a low delivery in 12 hours.
Bizarre we've never turned up as a team
Bizarre that for so long we've let it happen

No more bizarre ness please..
 
Canterbury Blade said:
Last minute v Palace
3 nil down at Half time v Wolves
Throughout at Wembley v Burnley
After the last penalty v Huddersfield

Bizarre that a day can go from such a high expectation to such a low delivery in 12 hours.
Bizarre we've never turned up as a team
Bizarre that for so long we've let it happen

No more bizarre ness please..
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You been hacked by Roberto ?
 
WalthamstowBlade said:
Against the Pigs on a Friday evening in 2009. I started drinking early and was well battered by the time the match started. We went 3-0 up and I was bouncing round the pub. Then they pulled two back and I was effing and jeffing at the tele.

I was in a British theme pub in Minneapolis and it was lunch time. The diners from the nearby offices didn't have a clue what was going on.
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I was at that game. 3 nowt up against the unwashed and the Kop was absolutely bouncing. Went to the bogs at half time, the mood was indescribable. The only time I've seen Blades more jubilant at 1/2 time was when we were 2-1 up against Hull the other year.

Yeah, I remember they pulled 2 back. Made it a bit hairy but we clung on. Correct me if I'm wrong, Blades scholars, but I believe that was the last time we actually beat The Pork. I was there with a load of mates, we all triumphantly strode out to West Street for some well earned beers, had to go past all the Wendies baying for our blood stuck behind a line of cops. We gave them some right hammer and went off and had a big night, great game, great crack.
 
SouthEssexBlade said:
As pointed out, grim days especially as a football supporter, more so as an away supporter. You were treated like criminals, herded like dangerous animals and despised by all, most notably by the police. The behaviour, whilst not condoning it, reflected that treatment. The contemporary supporter faces very little of that, so the beer lobbing and ketchup squeezing seems a little incongruous and empty posturing.
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.................and completely and utterly infantile
They all need a good scutch for me!!
 
away ends always empty. said:
88/89 season ,we had secured promotion at wolves, and had to play bristol city last game of the season.
We had secured our place on the Dinnington branch supporters club coach ,only to find this had been overbooked ,and being from doncaster and not regulars on that particular coach were chucked off on the m1 slip road .After the driver saying it wasn't worth is licence people sat in the aisle.
So after thumbing a lift on a 3/4 full mini bus we were on our way to Bristol ,after a largely uneventful game which we lost but didn't care as promotion was secured,we headed back to sheffield and we're dropped off at bramall lane .walking down john Street I just happened to shove one of red wooden doors ,to my amazement it flew open and we'll you couldn't resist it ,we were on the pitch at midnight we were sat in dugout ,scored imaginary goals at the Kop end ,of course none of this went unoticed .as we departed the stadium the police were on John Street and we spent the night in West barr.got back to doncaster about 8 in the morning truly memorable day .
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Was it Harry the Dog or Cligger who chucked you off that coach, or both?
 
Bedrock Blade said:
The most bizarre blades day for me involved that twat who ran down the touch line and chinned the linesman. The whole day was like some weird dream.
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Portsmouth away?
i met a Greek guy who is now a good friend who was at Portsmouth Uni and happened to be at that game. he asked me what my team was .. i remember the look of disbelief when i told him .. 'you guys are f*cking crazy' :D
 
JohnDenver said:
The sense of nostalgia a lot of older fans have for this type of story is beyond me. So you got piss everywhere, smashed up coaches, had a ruck and got arrested. What an ace day out. Well done everybody.

And of course all this is far superior to the smoke bombing ketchup chuckers of today.
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it was different then mate.. them were't days and all that
 
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