Heracles Almelo FC travelled to Amsterdam last night (roughly a 300 mile round trip) to play Ajax at the Amsterdam Arena in a Dutch Premier League match.
Heracles are a relatively small club and don’t usually take that many supporters away.
Last night they took 15, so rather than opening up the away section of the ground and spending money on stewarding and catering staff, Ajax officials closed the away end and put the 15 Heracles in an executive box. They really rolled out the red carpet for them as well giving them the full hospitality experience.
Nice story I thought. I reckon the way things are going, only the executive boxes at The Valley will be in use at home games before too long!
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Unless you are thinking about the 2-1 defeat 1983-84 (a week after we got bashed 7-0 at Brighton). That one is on Youtube.
St James Park back then was a fantastic place to go. The crowd felt as though they were on top of you and when they got going, the noise along that terrace in front of the main stand was something else. I wish the TV cameras had been on the other side because you never got to see that terrace on the box.
I drove up with a right mix in my car, 4 others went with me from Stockport that included a Man U fan, one Glasgow Rangers, one Villa and a Gooner (long story). At the end of the game I remember the Gallowgate end pouring over the fences and snapping the crossbar en route to our end where our hand full of fans were congregated. There was a major riot going on when suddenly from nowhere a big geordie copper stood on a little flat roof adjacent to our terrace and through a megaphone announced 'Charlton fans, as you can see we have a bit of a problem, at the moment the gates are locked but looking at what is going on on the pitch it is probably wise to open the gates now and try and get you out safely'. The Villa fan with us shouted back at the copper, what do you mean try, you'll do better than fucking try he screamed with one eye on 10k rioting Geordies on the pitch heading our way.
It was certainly squeaky bum time outside the ground that day
Newcastle had been in deep shit at the bottom of the table but had signed Paul Goddard, whose goals made them safe before that game. We weren't safe and a defeat would have meant almost certain relegation.
After the game, I went straight to the pub with a mate and his Geordie relative and only just made train home at 1am (went straight to work the next day). We were in a club/bar and as I came out of the bog I bumped into Glen Roeder, Peter Jackson, Kenny Wharton and Martin Thomas (the keeper). A quick reenactment of Crooks' goal didn't go down well....especially with Jackson, so I fucked off.
Lost 4-2. Newcastle 2-0 up then Martin Robinson scored twice with low shots 2-2.
Then Imre Varadi got at least one and that was that. Good game though.
A relation of his was in a famous comedy double-act. Olly, wasn't it?