Random occurrences on away days.

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Did anyone else go for a few beers before the match in Borough Market, and see Keane playing a live impromptu gig to raise awareness for Shelter.

One of the most random and bizarre things I've ever seen on an away day, and also one of the best
We went to Borough Market but I didn't see Keane. What time did they play?
 
I was able to try out a suit of armour pre match at the Royal Naval College museum in Greenwich. I wanted to take it with me for protection if the Millwall fans got lively!
 

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I fell asleep on the Transpennine Express back from Manchester when we were at Old Trafford in the 3rd round of the cup two seasons ago. I'd bought four cans of lager in the station. When I woke up at Sheffield the cans were gone, except for the one I had opened and kept perfectly in hand on my knee for the duration of my nap, still half full.
 
I remember hearing Noel Gallagher being asked about Keane he said.

“It a known fact the the biggest tossers in any group are the lead singer, the keyboardist and the drummer”
 
Did anyone else go for a few beers before the match in Borough Market, and see Keane playing a live impromptu gig to raise awareness for Shelter.

One of the most random and bizarre things I've ever seen on an away day, and also one of the best

If I’d have seen Keane playing a gig I’ve gone and switched their microphone and amps off and told them to fuck off. You don’t have to torture people to get them to give to charity, just ask politely or shake a bucket.
 
If I’d have seen Keane playing a gig I’ve gone and switched their microphone and amps off and told them to fuck off. You don’t have to torture people to get them to give to charity, just ask politely or shake a bucket.

Reminds me of Morrissey summing up Band Aids Do They Know It's Christmas in 1984:

"One can have concern for the people in Ethiopia, but it's another thing entirely to inflict torture on the people of England"
 
Sorry if this turns into a mini essay, but my recollection is not just of a random occurrence but a whole series of them on the same day.

So it's March 1968 and I'm driving down to London to watch us play West Ham in the 5 th.round of the FA cup when I spot some supporters ( Norwich I think ) HITCHHIKING on the M1 !!

I stopped and gave them a lift, diverting from my preferred route to drop them off in North London. This proved to be costly since I arrived at the Boleyn Ground only 20 mins. before kick off. At bang on 3:00 pm with me second in the queue they closed the fucking turnstiles !! I was fucking furious and devastated, but as I started to walk away a tout sidles up to me and says " Wanna buy a ticket mate ?" I ask him how much and he says "Free an' a 'alf quid" which was 7 times face value.

Having come all that way, I decided I had no alternative and it turned out to be worth every penny. We were up against probably the greatest West Ham team ever with the likes of Bobby Moore, Martin Peters, Geoff Hurst and Trevor Wanker Brooking in their team at a time when we were struggling so they were expected to win comfortably.

As it turned out, we beat them 2 - 1 both goals coming from an innocuous looking inside forward called Phil Cliff , who normally played for the reserves.

The randomness continued after the match when I watched a 5 ft. 6 inch cockney sporting a mod haircut and an immaculate Italian style suit deck a 6 ft. 2 inch Blade with a head butt ( blood all over the place ) and a London mate telling me that, on the tube back to central London, there were gangs of West Ham fans waiting at stations, boarding trains and kicking shit out of any Blade wearing the colours.

Happy Days !
 
So many , I could be here all night , so a quick one.
Stood in the pissing rain trying to get into Bloomfield Road circa 1981 , Barry Butlin was our CF , lower leagues , getting pushed around by police horses. Decided to get my money out in advance of reaching the turnstile , for some reason held the £5 note aloft - fucking horse took it out me hand.
Ever tried reclaiming money from a mounted officer ? Forget it , no chance.
 
Sorry if this turns into a mini essay, but my recollection is not just of a random occurrence but a whole series of them on the same day.

So it's March 1968 and I'm driving down to London to watch us play West Ham in the 5 th.round of the FA cup when I spot some supporters ( Norwich I think ) HITCHHIKING on the M1 !!

I stopped and gave them a lift, diverting from my preferred route to drop them off in North London. This proved to be costly since I arrived at the Boleyn Ground only 20 mins. before kick off. At bang on 3:00 pm with me second in the queue they closed the fucking turnstiles !! I was fucking furious and devastated, but as I started to walk away a tout sidles up to me and says " Wanna buy a ticket mate ?" I ask him how much and he says "Free an' a 'alf quid" which was 7 times face value.

Having come all that way, I decided I had no alternative and it turned out to be worth every penny. We were up against probably the greatest West Ham team ever with the likes of Bobby Moore, Martin Peters, Geoff Hurst and Trevor Wanker Brooking in their team at a time when we were struggling so they were expected to win comfortably.

As it turned out, we beat them 2 - 1 both goals coming from an innocuous looking inside forward called Phil Cliff , who normally played for the reserves.

The randomness continued after the match when I watched a 5 ft. 6 inch cockney sporting a mod haircut and an immaculate Italian style suit deck a 6 ft. 2 inch Blade with a head butt ( blood all over the place ) and a London mate telling me that, on the tube back to central London, there were gangs of West Ham fans waiting at stations, boarding trains and kicking shit out of any Blade wearing the colours.

Happy Days !
Yep I was there too Joe ,was a very low key match we had half a team missing due to injury ,I think west ham thought it was going to be easy but we turned me over.
Went to see Goldfinger in Leicester Square after the match good day out.
 
So many , I could be here all night , so a quick one.
Stood in the pissing rain trying to get into Bloomfield Road circa 1981 , Barry Butlin was our CF , lower leagues , getting pushed around by police horses. Decided to get my money out in advance of reaching the turnstile , for some reason held the £5 note aloft - fucking horse took it out me hand.
Ever tried reclaiming money from a mounted officer ? Forget it , no chance.
:D
 
Sorry if this turns into a mini essay, but my recollection is not just of a random occurrence but a whole series of them on the same day.

So it's March 1968 and I'm driving down to London to watch us play West Ham in the 5 th.round of the FA cup when I spot some supporters ( Norwich I think ) HITCHHIKING on the M1 !!

I stopped and gave them a lift, diverting from my preferred route to drop them off in North London. This proved to be costly since I arrived at the Boleyn Ground only 20 mins. before kick off. At bang on 3:00 pm with me second in the queue they closed the fucking turnstiles !! I was fucking furious and devastated, but as I started to walk away a tout sidles up to me and says " Wanna buy a ticket mate ?" I ask him how much and he says "Free an' a 'alf quid" which was 7 times face value.

Having come all that way, I decided I had no alternative and it turned out to be worth every penny. We were up against probably the greatest West Ham team ever with the likes of Bobby Moore, Martin Peters, Geoff Hurst and Trevor Wanker Brooking in their team at a time when we were struggling so they were expected to win comfortably.

As it turned out, we beat them 2 - 1 both goals coming from an innocuous looking inside forward called Phil Cliff , who normally played for the reserves.

The randomness continued after the match when I watched a 5 ft. 6 inch cockney sporting a mod haircut and an immaculate Italian style suit deck a 6 ft. 2 inch Blade with a head butt ( blood all over the place ) and a London mate telling me that, on the tube back to central London, there were gangs of West Ham fans waiting at stations, boarding trains and kicking shit out of any Blade wearing the colours.

Happy Days !

Yep I was there too Joe ,was a very low key match we had half a team missing due to injury ,I think west ham thought it was going to be easy but we turned me over.
Went to see Goldfinger in Leicester Square after the match good day out.

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Did anyone else go for a few beers before the match in Borough Market, and see Keane playing a live impromptu gig to raise awareness for Shelter.

One of the most random and bizarre things I've ever seen on an away day, and also one of the best

Keane are one of my favourite bands of the noughties.
They pretty much split up in 2014, so I was intrigued to hear that they had got back together again.
Turns out it was actually lead singer Tom Chaplin + 2 other blokes rather than a full Keane reunion.
Kudos to him/them for making the effort rather than just "shaking a bucket" as some would prefer:-

http://home.bt.com/entertainment/si...rough-market-in-aid-of-charity-91364233990559
 

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