Fairly pissed up the year before last sat near the home dug out for the Blackburn carling cup game.
Keily's first game that season i think, he made a great save so i yelled out "See that Curbs - thats proper keeping that is"... he turned round and yelled SHUT UP at me... i was mortified.
and i suppose he knew what he was talking about as i think deano let in three after that.
[cite]Posted By: AFKA Bartram[/cite]has anyone ever been hit by the ball ?
I once thought I had.
Before the North Upper was build I sat front row right behind the goal, prematch one Saturday afternoon Kiely was doing kick ups in front of his goal, he then span around and volleyed the ball straight towards me. Along with people all around me I absolutely shat myself, thinking this full powered volley was heading straight for my face. Then we all realised there was the minor matter of the net between the ball and us.
i was getting murdered by the oppositions winger (1980`s christiano ronaldo lookalike) when i saw my chance to let him have it.Sliding in at full throttle i caned him.unfortunately the slide carried on and i broke one of our subs legs who was standing on the touchline.oooops
not embarrassing, but funny at the time. On Saturday i was watching a game and a fella took a whack on his ankle near the sideline. big scream, he was picked up and carried off, but the manager went over, told him there was nothing wrong with him and pushed him back onto the pitch.
the lad hobbled for about two yards then bent down to feel his ankle. Just after he bent down, a cross field pass was made out to him, the same defender came charging in and took him out good and proper on the other leg. Massive scream again, bloke collapses to the floor, everyone is killing themselves as he's carried off for the second time in about 15 seconds !
Pretty tame compared to most of the others in the thread.
I was watching a game in the early eighties at The Valley and there weren't many there. Carl Harris bottled a challenge when he could have broken away and I yelled out "Harris you've got no bl**dy bottle" just as the rest of the crowd went silent.
He heard me and looked over at that point I thought in for a penny in for a pound and looked right back at him. Nothing was said but he certainly played a lot better after that.
[cite]Posted By: AFKA Bartram[/cite]has anyone ever been hit by the ball ?
i was about 7,sitting on the mesh at the front of the covered end,losing a bit of interest in the game and got hit on the side of my head from the ball,then it knocked a policeman's helmet off.i remember him glowering at me and then jeff woods just picking the ball up and walking away.was well chuffed with myself though.
[cite]Posted By: AFKA Bartram[/cite]has anyone ever been hit by the ball ?
My daughter was, at her first game aged 3, by Andy Petterson warming up Ilic at the wycombe pre-season friendly in 1998
Was quite funny- he came into the crowd to a chorus of boo's and hisses, i said to SA jnr, This is Andy Petterson who play's in goal for Charlton and he say's quietly, "No I f-ing don't, all i do nowaday's is warm the f-ing goalkeeper up"
Strangely, she has no interest in football at all now.
[cite]Posted By: Hillsy's Up[/cite]Getting cramp whilst sitting in the North when there was no upper, and being carted off by the St Johns Ambulance in front of every one!!
[quote][cite]Posted By: AFKA Bartram[/cite]has anyone ever been hit by the ball ?[/quote]
Almost, in the Selhurst days I was standing on the Arthur Waite terrace (obviously before the seats went in so our first/second season there) and the ball came flying in my direction at a rate of knots, I went to duck out the way only for one of my mates to stick his fist out, the ball hit his fist and because of the speed it was going at knocked his fist straight into my gob. To this day he swears it was an accident...
At Tranmere on the 4 steps that was the home terrace on a Friday night when I was living in Liverpool (god knows who they were playing but we regularly did Tranmere Friday/Everton/Liverpool Saturday and the anything local on the Sunday late 1980's) - I was happily standing reading the programme the light can't have been too good as I was hit by a wayward practice volley (before the game) full in the face through the programme..........
Mine was at the 'Boro last year. I went with my seven year old lad. He has a few behavioural difficulties, one of which is inappropriate language. I gave him a ten minute lecture about not swearing at the match, even if he hears adults around him who are swearing. He did take it in and kept quiet.
About three quarters of the way through the match, feeling frustrated after 'Boro had got their fourth, I had had enough. I decided I had to give Romm the benefit of my impatience. The background noise being quite high, I assumed that my lad would not hear me. Just as I was about to open my mouth, the crowd around us were momentarily silent and so my lone voice was heard to say 'COME ON ROMMEDAHL YOU LAZY OLD SHIT'!!. You should have seen my lads face. "Dad you said "shit". "You told me not to swear and you said shit" . Embarassing or what!
Only one contender for me. For some unknown reason I took my mother to the West Ham game on Boxing Day in 1st season back at the Valley. I had season tickets in the North Stand and halfway through the first half my mum starts reading her copy of the Daily Telegrah. Words fail me.
Went to Ebbsfleet earlier this season, there was an old fella standing just in front of me who popped off after about 30 mins to get himself a tea/bovril before the half time usual surge. Made it about 3 quarters of the way back before standing on an empty plastic bottle, making him lose his balance and his brew. Determined to have his drink, once his swearing had stopped, he headed back to buy a replacement. This time he made it back okay.
After about 5 mins, he decided it had cooled down enough to drink. He lifted the cup to his mouth just in time for a well volleyed clearance to strike directly on the cup, showering him with its contents. I laughed so hard I thought I'd require an ambulance.............................
Back in the mid nineties aged 11 or 12 I got to go to the players lounge with my Dad and my Sister. I got given a styrofoam cup of chips and was walking around munching on those when my Dad brings us over to Leaburn. He says hello and offers his hand out to shake. I was a bit starstuck and held out my hand that I was carrying the chips in. Needless to say the chips emptied and completley filled up his football boots that were sticking out of his kit bag! I was morified as my Dad and the rest of the room pointed and laughed at me.
Yes. A wayward shot - but one with oomph - came straight towards me so I tried a sort of closed fist volleyball spike to return it but failed to get my thumb out of the way. The ball rammed straight onto my thumb. Not embarrassing because no one notice but it hurt like hell for weeks and I couldn't drive home because I couldn't change gear.
We were 1-0 down at home, and with ten minutes or so left Curbs (and possibly Gritty at the time) bought on John Bumstead. "Effing great, we need a goal and you bring on Bumstead" I shout loudly. Within a minute up pops JB with the equaliser...
One of the first games I saw at the valley after the rule was introduced to not allow keeper to pick up ball on a back pass and the ball was passed back to the keeper and I shouted 'pick it up for f***s sake'. My brother nudged me and a few people were looking at me bemusedly.
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Keily's first game that season i think, he made a great save so i yelled out "See that Curbs - thats proper keeping that is"... he turned round and yelled SHUT UP at me... i was mortified.
and i suppose he knew what he was talking about as i think deano let in three after that.
I once thought I had.
Before the North Upper was build I sat front row right behind the goal, prematch one Saturday afternoon Kiely was doing kick ups in front of his goal, he then span around and volleyed the ball straight towards me. Along with people all around me I absolutely shat myself, thinking this full powered volley was heading straight for my face. Then we all realised there was the minor matter of the net between the ball and us.
the lad hobbled for about two yards then bent down to feel his ankle. Just after he bent down, a cross field pass was made out to him, the same defender came charging in and took him out good and proper on the other leg. Massive scream again, bloke collapses to the floor, everyone is killing themselves as he's carried off for the second time in about 15 seconds !
I was watching a game in the early eighties at The Valley and there weren't many there. Carl Harris bottled a challenge when he could have broken away and I yelled out "Harris you've got no bl**dy bottle" just as the rest of the crowd went silent.
He heard me and looked over at that point I thought in for a penny in for a pound and looked right back at him. Nothing was said but he certainly played a lot better after that.
i was about 7,sitting on the mesh at the front of the covered end,losing a bit of interest in the game and got hit on the side of my head from the ball,then it knocked a policeman's helmet off.i remember him glowering at me and then jeff woods just picking the ball up and walking away.was well chuffed with myself though.
My daughter was, at her first game aged 3, by Andy Petterson warming up Ilic at the wycombe pre-season friendly in 1998
Was quite funny- he came into the crowd to a chorus of boo's and hisses, i said to SA jnr, This is Andy Petterson who play's in goal for Charlton and he say's quietly, "No I f-ing don't, all i do nowaday's is warm the f-ing goalkeeper up"
Strangely, she has no interest in football at all now.
lol!!!!!!
Almost, in the Selhurst days I was standing on the Arthur Waite terrace (obviously before the seats went in so our first/second season there) and the ball came flying in my direction at a rate of knots, I went to duck out the way only for one of my mates to stick his fist out, the ball hit his fist and because of the speed it was going at knocked his fist straight into my gob. To this day he swears it was an accident...
About three quarters of the way through the match, feeling frustrated after 'Boro had got their fourth, I had had enough. I decided I had to give Romm the benefit of my impatience. The background noise being quite high, I assumed that my lad would not hear me. Just as I was about to open my mouth, the crowd around us were momentarily silent and so my lone voice was heard to say 'COME ON ROMMEDAHL YOU LAZY OLD SHIT'!!. You should have seen my lads face. "Dad you said "shit". "You told me not to swear and you said shit" . Embarassing or what!
After about 5 mins, he decided it had cooled down enough to drink. He lifted the cup to his mouth just in time for a well volleyed clearance to strike directly on the cup, showering him with its contents. I laughed so hard I thought I'd require an ambulance.............................
It was at The Valley this season against Brum and I watched the game through a blaze of whisky.
I came on here afterwards and said;Poyet, by any other name, would be average.
Truly embarrassing...
Fantastic thread.
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