Only went there once, though no idea whether it was the 1—2 defeat in 91 or the 2-1 win in 1992. All I can remember is one of our group getting nicked for D&D outside ground, the away bit being the open side of pitch, and an inflatable pink elephant being thrown around the away end.
What aways did you do down there? Any memorable stories? Did anyone on here go down there for the Fans United game?
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15 Oct 1960 Brighton and Hove Albion v Charlton Athletic W 3-5 League Division Two
10 Apr 1962 Brighton and Hove Albion v Charlton Athletic D 2-2 League Division Two
Drunk as a skunk at the League Liner game, but stone cold sober in the monsoon and the car broke down on the way back.
My memory is the very early 90s, I think it had gone a bit nasty outside, and then the whole atmosphere detoxifying as all four sides joined in anti-Nigels songs.
An ex girlfriend of mine used to work in the furniture shop on the Goldstone estate and she had an American come into her shop and insist on taking photos around a sofa on the spot where "David Beckham scored his first ever free kick" (I've never checked this for accuracy)
A lot of my friends down here are Brighton fans and we always got on until they got the AMEX at which point they all to a man became arrogant ****s. This year is the first year living down here me and my kids aren't going as I couldn't face paying £68 for the three of us just to see us humiliated...
Best memory was on my 12th birthday in 1981 when Liverpool were playing. A number of my friends supported Liverpool, obvious glory hunters of the day. I made it the main event of my party and my dad duly hired a minibus and took a dozen or so of my mates. It was a very popular move. I was pretty excited myself getting to see the likes of Dalglish, McDermott and Case (who was actually playing for the home team in his dotage).
Anyway, it absolutely pissed if down and it was bloody packed - must have been over 20,000 - and on the terraces my mates and I couldn't get the best view on the terraces. Some of them started to whinge and my dad had had enough at half time. Can't remember if it was 3-0 or 3-1 to Liverpool. So we left. Dad said we'd hear the 2nd half on the radio on the way to McDs for the next part of the occasion.
The rain eased, and the match ended 3-3. Sod's law.
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Before I drank I remember the 3-5 away win (October 1985) in our promotion season I think Curbs got 2 (I never rated him as a player , bit of a crab)
I remember coming out and heading to the coach and it kicking off in a little park opposite away entrance
We were in the away pen in the corner in those days , in the latter years that was moved to a section at the side of the ground
There was a full members cup game there as well (December 1991 Zenith Data Systems , I just looked it up) we lost 3-1 and it was freezing
Had a mate at school who was a Brighton fan (his dad lived down there) and March 1986 I went to my first non Charlton game as they played a top flight Southampton in the FA cup quarter final , when the FA Cup was big , a crowd of 25,069 crammed in there and Southampton had a good following , this was before football was trendy
Southampton side had Peter Shilton , Mark Wright , Kevin Bond , Jimmy Case and Danny Wallace in a strong team
It was packed standing behind the goal in the Brighton end , big atmosphere and anticipation but they got beat 0-2 but I recall one attack where Brighton nearly scored and I must have surged 15 steps down and back up in a nano second it was a mental feeling and one that as a Charlton fan I had only just experienced the year before away at White Hart Lane in the FA Cup
Great days
*overdosed on Cadburys last night
Didn't plan on going but took half day off work on a whim and jumped on a train. Got there at about 1ish and proceeded to get on the lash on my own. Don't remember anything about the match. Went to some club after the game completely oblivious that I had missed the last train and hadn't booked into any B and B.
When the lights came on in the club at the end of the night, I then began to realise it was a little later than I thought.
Stepping out of that club I hadn't got a clue what I was gonna do, then lo and behold, I recognise a cafc face. Thinking he was in the same predicament I asked how the f&(k do we get home?
Where's home?, he said.
Eltham, I replied.
"I'll drop you" he said. Which he did along with 3 or 4 of his charlton mates.
I never got the chance to get him a few beers. I think his name was Terry.
*cue all the "I'm Terry, when can I get these beers"? Comments.
alcoholicsdrinkers under the table.I still think there was witchcraft or sleight of hand involved that day.
We lost 2-1 I think, and a couple of us were lucky (debatable) to be let into the ground.
The 7-0 one we nearly took the lead, Steve Dowman fluffed a good chance, from then on everything they hit went in, Jimmy Case got a hat trick, Terry Connor got a couple. Seven down on the hour mark, thought they were going to get double figures, we nearly scored at the end which would have made our day.
The 5-3 win a few years later was a great game, the lead changed hands a few times. At 3-3 Humphrey got one off the line, we then went down the other end to make it 4-3 then Curbs got a another one in injury time.
Went to another on either Good Friday or Easter Monday, Frank Worthington was playing for them, he got a lot of stick but what a class player, we lost 2-0 or 2-1.
Also another one early season where we lost 3-2.
The 7-0 was awful. Stood with home fans near the half-way line, watching the goals go in. Singing "Always Look on the Bright Side of Life"! Notably, our worst player that day was centre forward Ronnie Moore - he gave up and wandered around doing nothing, so the ball kept coming back on the defence which simply could not cope.
3-2 win in September 1990 was good (Oooh Gordon Watson!), as beforehand I told my dad as we walked along the prom that I had taken voluntary redundancy at work.
1993(?) Simod Cup game which we lost 3-0 was one of the coldest games I've ever been too. The pitch froze before your eyes as the game went on.
Also remember a 3 or 4 goal beating when Peter Ward was on fire, and Brighton went up to Div 1; 30k in the ground that day and the police (who were always nasty there) were picking on anyone, one copper pushing fans around and then trying to nick them if they resisted at all. Didn't work with me or my dad and eventually we made a complaint and a senior cop removed the bad boy from the terrace.
I've never been to the Withdean or Amex...