Things you sold to buy a ticket to watch the blades

[blade too long]

I was one of the others with shovels

Ive still got 2 shovels

 

[SouthEssexBlade]

My body

Reserve game was it?

 

[Fanny magnet]

I sold my colourful thong to some random guy who had so me in them while swimming ( gave me £35 for them ) only cost me £1.50 from primark . Ended up bein able to afford a ticket the Barnsley match last season

DAFUQ ?

 

[maidmarion]

Not sold anything but I did find a wallet in the gutter. It had an army ID in it so took it straight to the police station as the address wasn't local.
I got a lovely letter thanking me for handing the wallet in and the owner of the wallet enclosed £20. Bought me a cup ticket v Notts County and we won.

 

[Gordon cowans]

Blackburn away fa cup quarter final 93 (think they were reigning champions),the lacoste cap off my head for a ticket as i was among many travelling without tickets.............my head was freezing on way home

 

[HighfieldBlade]

FA Cup Semi Final 1993. I had been made redundant and was working in a very low paid job in a village near Skipton. Interest rates were through the roof and we were struggling. A colleague asked if I was going to the match. He asked me how much the ticket was - £12 I think it was - and could I afford it. I told him I couldn't. Next day he offered me £12 for my work boots

Bitter-sweet story that.

 

[ShorehamRevolution]

I blagged my way into the Liverpool semi final at the Lane in 2003, I was 17/18 at the time and can't remember why I was skint but I'd imagine it'd be something to do with alcohol consumption and the Leadmill, anyway I didn't have a ticket but was determined to go so went down the lane in the hope of finding a free ticket but was resigned to the fact I may have to stretch my few pennies in the sheaf and watch it on tv, I was alone 5 mins after kick off and the only people selling a ticket were 2 scousers for the away end at more than face value, I politely told them "no chance" and wondered towards the John street and on to Shoreham street where I saw a lonely figure also looking dejected and obviously without a ticket, I asked this bloke who was old enough to be my dad if he had a ticket and where he was watching the match and we decided that we'd watch it together since we weren't going in and just as we got to the corner of Shoreham street he looked at me looked down John street, said "fuck this follow me" and then ran up Shoreham street towards a group of stewards and police declaring that "2 fucking scousers have just nicked mine and my sons tickets out of our hands !!" I'd only met the bloke a minute ago and already he was my dad !!!
Anyway coppers went on a wild goose chase up John st and the stewards walked us to the ticket office where they said they'd check cctv and we needed to give a statement, "bollocks were missing match ere" my new father declared anyway 2 tickets were handed over and off we went into the south stand for free !!! Never saw the bloke again but I'll never forget that night !!

 

[HighfieldBlade]

I blagged my way into the Liverpool semi final at the Lane in 2003, I was 17/18 at the time and can't remember why I was skint but I'd imagine it'd be something to do with alcohol consumption and the Leadmill, anyway I didn't have a ticket but was determined to go so went down the lane in the hope of finding a free ticket but was resigned to the fact I may have to stretch my few pennies in the sheaf and watch it on tv, I was alone 5 mins after kick off and the only people selling a ticket were 2 scousers for the away end at more than face value, I politely told them "no chance" and wondered towards the John street and on to Shoreham street where I saw a lonely figure also looking dejected and obviously without a ticket, I asked this bloke who was old enough to be my dad if he had a ticket and where he was watching the match and we decided that we'd watch it together since we weren't going in and just as we got to the corner of Shoreham street he looked at me looked down John street, said "fuck this follow me" and then ran up Shoreham street towards a group of stewards and police declaring that "2 fucking scousers have just nicked mine and my sons tickets out of our hands !!" I'd only met the bloke a minute ago and already he was my dad !!!
Anyway coppers went on a wild goose chase up John st and the stewards walked us to the ticket office where they said they'd check cctv and we needed to give a statement, "bollocks were missing match ere" my new father declared anyway 2 tickets were handed over and off we went into the south stand for free !!! Never saw the bloke again but I'll never forget that night !!

Bloody brilliant story!

 

[ShorehamRevolution]

Bloody brilliant story!

I know, I do enjoy recounting it to be honest !! I'd love to find out who the bloke was !!