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Despite the result and the behaviour of rather too many idiots afterwards I had a great time on Saturday. You see, for the first time in quite a while I hitchhiked the full 360 degrees - all the way there, and all the way back.

My alarm went off at 5:30 Saturday morning and I crawled back into my bed exactly 24 hours later, 5:30 Sunday morning.

Along the way I met some brilliant people, including two Wednesday fans who despite everything weren't actually too bad (well, they didn't chuck me out on the hard-shoulder), came up with the most revolutionary idea for hitchhiking since the human race grew thumbs, and turned down a lift with a beautiful hippie chick who was sadly heading down the M5 to the West Country.

My last lift on the journey in along the A50 from j24 of the M1 was in a truck loaded with compost in the container on the back. He lived in Burslem and dropped me just down the road from the ground. If anybody has had a more appropriate drop-off at a ground, both in terms of what we had to watch and for where we were situated, I'd love to hear about it.

Gwapple me gwapenuts, Chris.

Oh yeah, and my brilliant idea was to photograph my hitchhiking signs on my iPad and use it for after-dark Blazing Light Sign viewing. It worked to the point where people that weren't going my way were telling me that yes,image.jpeg it was a good idea when I fished for compliments.
 



Are you the bloke that wrote that book a few years ago about hitching to games?

I enjoyed that book. Read it as a teenager.
 
Despite the result and the behaviour of rather too many idiots afterwards I had a great time on Saturday. You see, for the first time in quite a while I hitchhiked the full 360 degrees - all the way there, and all the way back.

My alarm went off at 5:30 Saturday morning and I crawled back into my bed exactly 24 hours later, 5:30 Sunday morning.

Along the way I met some brilliant people, including two Wednesday fans who despite everything weren't actually too bad (well, they didn't chuck me out on the hard-shoulder), came up with the most revolutionary idea for hitchhiking since the human race grew thumbs, and turned down a lift with a beautiful hippie chick who was sadly heading down the M5 to the West Country.

My last lift on the journey in along the A50 from j24 of the M1 was in a truck loaded with compost in the container on the back. He lived in Burslem and dropped me just down the road from the ground. If anybody has had a more appropriate drop-off at a ground, both in terms of what we had to watch and for where we were situated, I'd love to hear about it.

Gwapple me gwapenuts, Chris.

Oh yeah, and my brilliant idea was to photograph my hitchhiking signs on my iPad and use it for after-dark Blazing Light Sign viewing. It worked to the point where people that weren't going my way were telling me that yes,View attachment 13814 it was a good idea when I fished for compliments.

Good idea until somebody takes a fancy to your Ipad maybe? ;)
 
I remember watching some football TV series (Standing Room Only?) where they had a featured article about a Blade who hitched for miles and miles to get to games. Was that you?? maybe it was a programme about 'most devout followers of football', I can't remember.
 
Despite the result and the behaviour of rather too many idiots afterwards I had a great time on Saturday. You see, for the first time in quite a while I hitchhiked the full 360 degrees - all the way there, and all the way back.

My alarm went off at 5:30 Saturday morning and I crawled back into my bed exactly 24 hours later, 5:30 Sunday morning.

Along the way I met some brilliant people, including two Wednesday fans who despite everything weren't actually too bad (well, they didn't chuck me out on the hard-shoulder), came up with the most revolutionary idea for hitchhiking since the human race grew thumbs, and turned down a lift with a beautiful hippie chick who was sadly heading down the M5 to the West Country.

My last lift on the journey in along the A50 from j24 of the M1 was in a truck loaded with compost in the container on the back. He lived in Burslem and dropped me just down the road from the ground. If anybody has had a more appropriate drop-off at a ground, both in terms of what we had to watch and for where we were situated, I'd love to hear about it.

Gwapple me gwapenuts, Chris.

Oh yeah, and my brilliant idea was to photograph my hitchhiking signs on my iPad and use it for after-dark Blazing Light Sign viewing. It worked to the point where people that weren't going my way were telling me that yes,View attachment 13814 it was a good idea when I fished for compliments.

I would've thought something as flash as an ipad (I'm a Samsung man myself) was more likely to attract BMW drivers.
 
Good idea until somebody takes a fancy to your Ipad maybe? ;)

There were some nobheads in a car almost big enough to be a hoover at Hilton Park who thought they were being threatening when they opened the door and said, "Do you want to jump in then?" (it doesn't sound too scary here, I admit) and then drove the car around behind me. They drove off after I'd said, "Not really," and then started to have a conversation about what a good idea it was with the person in the car behind.

Anyway, the screen is cracked to fuck so they'd probably just hand it back after nicking it anyway.
 
I remember watching some football TV series (Standing Room Only?) where they had a featured article about a Blade who hitched for miles and miles to get to games. Was that you?? maybe it was a programme about 'most devout followers of football', I can't remember.

Football's Hardest Away Days; Plymouth away, Feb 2005, and it was f-f-f-fuckin' f-f-f-freezin'.
 
I would've thought something as flash as an ipad (I'm a Samsung man myself) was more likely to attract BMW drivers.

It was too dark to work out any make of car anyway; they all had nice headlights though.

In the end it was two separate White Van Men who got me back to London.
 
Despite the result and the behaviour of rather too many idiots afterwards I had a great time on Saturday. You see, for the first time in quite a while I hitchhiked the full 360 degrees - all the way there, and all the way back.

My alarm went off at 5:30 Saturday morning and I crawled back into my bed exactly 24 hours later, 5:30 Sunday morning.

Along the way I met some brilliant people, including two Wednesday fans who despite everything weren't actually too bad (well, they didn't chuck me out on the hard-shoulder), came up with the most revolutionary idea for hitchhiking since the human race grew thumbs, and turned down a lift with a beautiful hippie chick who was sadly heading down the M5 to the West Country.

My last lift on the journey in along the A50 from j24 of the M1 was in a truck loaded with compost in the container on the back. He lived in Burslem and dropped me just down the road from the ground. If anybody has had a more appropriate drop-off at a ground, both in terms of what we had to watch and for where we were situated, I'd love to hear about it.

Gwapple me gwapenuts, Chris.

Oh yeah, and my brilliant idea was to photograph my hitchhiking signs on my iPad and use it for after-dark Blazing Light Sign viewing. It worked to the point where people that weren't going my way were telling me that yes,View attachment 13814 it was a good idea when I fished for compliments.
You traveled there on the team coach. Respect.
 
You traveled there on the team coach. Respect.

Actually I did once have a lift on the Team Bus. It was on 9/11 after we'd lost to Grimsby in the Worthless Cup; unfortunately it was empty and heading back to the depot in Notts but at least I got dropped off at Trowell Services.
 
In the 1980's me and a mate jumped the train to Newcastle then hitched to Edinburgh for a pre-season friendly against Hearts (or was it Hibs?). We got a ride up in a truck with an open back laden with straw bales. The driver didn't have room in the cab but he let us lay down in the straw bales. We set off to the game looking fairly smart and ended up looking like two Wurzel Gummages. Didn't fancy it on the way back, and jumped the train all the way.

But that's nowt compared to Greenwich. He has enough hitching stories to fill another book, at least.
 
Are you the bloke that wrote that book a few years ago about hitching to games?

I enjoyed that book. Read it as a teenager.

Don't encourage him

I remember watching some football TV series (Standing Room Only?) where they had a featured article about a Blade who hitched for miles and miles to get to games. Was that you?? maybe it was a programme about 'most devout followers of football', I can't remember.

That goes for you too.
 



In the 1980's me and a mate jumped the train to Newcastle then hitched to Edinburgh for a pre-season friendly against Hearts (or was it Hibs?). We got a ride up in a truck with an open back laden with straw bales. The driver didn't have room in the cab but he let us lay down in the straw bales. We set off to the game looking fairly smart and ended up looking like two Wurzel Gummages. Didn't fancy it on the way back, and jumped the train all the way.

But that's nowt compared to Greenwich. He has enough hitching stories to fill another book, at least.

Quite a few train-bunking tales too, including the perfect combo of hitching and blagging trains on the way to some game in Munich back in 2001 which you may remember rather well. I've still got that Photographer's Accreditation Badge you know.
 
In the 1980's me and a mate jumped the train to Newcastle then hitched to Edinburgh for a pre-season friendly against Hearts (or was it Hibs?).

Hearts in 1982. We lost 4-2. Hibs is my Scottish team and am still hoping that we will eventually play a friendly match against them for the first time in my lifetime!
 
Cheers Silent, always wondered which Edinburgh team it was back then, my memory's not what it used to be
 

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