Embarrassing moments in and around Charlton
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Did the locals/yourself berate your colleague at the time ?1
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Yes i made a reasonably big deal of telling him to shut up but tried to find the balance between making it clear i was not 'with him' and not inciting a lynching. I must have struck that balance as he is still very much alive and living in Dubai with a bunch of other Man U fan-kers.oohaahmortimer said:Did the locals/yourself berate your colleague at the time ?
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I shit myself walking round MAKRO when I was a kid.
I wasn’t heading to the car park for a tear up either.30 -
Home to Oxford 1992, second game back at The Valley. 1-0 down ten minutes to go, the management bring on Bumstead for Robinson. Cue me going apeshit at Gritt and Curbs - "What's the fucking point in bringing on a player who's never bloody scored for us when we're chasing the game..." etc etc.
Inevitably Bummers slots the equaliser within 60 seconds.20 -
Was about 15 or 16 and we were 1-0 up (I think) at home v Reading in injury time and the oppo hammering us in search of an equaliser. Very tense and as the final whistle blew I jumped up ecstatically celebrating the three points hopping up and down, fist pumping and shouting "Yes!!!" and "***king get in!!!
Turned round to notice no one else doing the same and looked down to see my (younger) brother shaking his head in embarrassment and dismay at me before saying "Sit down you tosser...it's not finished, he's just blown for a throw in."
He didn't come to football with me again for about 15 years after that which I'm sure is just a coincidence.
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I did similar at St Mary’s when (with 10 men for an hour) - big Chris scores a 90th minute winner.
I was screaming at Varney to keep it at the corner flag and produced a stream of abuse as he crossed it......5 -
Sheffield United away 07/08
Gimme a C, gimme a H
Gimme a.......cue voice giving way.....Aeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Laughter from 50 odd people around me.9 -
An Everton fan did that sat behind us once, my dad turned round and gave one a slap... to a big cheer from all our lot around us2
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Orient away in that end of season, must not lose game that got rearranged for the next night after it got postponed because of heavy rain. Clearly a drink or two was had pre-match and we finally got in the ground after it had kicked off. Took me a good five minutes to realise the team in red that I was cheering on wasn't charlton...13
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I don't think anything we can come up with holds a candle to Katie appointing Karel.4
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Not mega embarrassing but my Dad likes to remind me of it all the same.
Charlton vs Shrewsbury early last season (I think) - game ends 4-3 to them and Ricky Holmes was the only player doing anything in the whole game, so much so he was charging out of his position on the RW all over the shop, I'm ranting at my Dad "Why does he do that? He's miles out of position and leaving Solly at RB exposed, there's acres of room on the right wing now if he was there to collect the ball and cross/attack he'd be much more effective than crowding the centre of the pitch", at pretty much this exact point he picks up the ball in the middle of the park and unleashes a trademark Holmes screamer in to the top right from about 30 yards out.
Dad just looks at me with a big shit-eating grin at the egg all over my face.3 -
I did the same thing at the same ground for a league cup game. Only took me one "Oooohhh" when "we" went close to realise the error though.letthegoodtimesroll said:Orient away in that end of season, must not lose game that got rearranged for the next night after it got postponed because of heavy rain. Clearly a drink or two was had pre-match and we finally got in the ground after it had kicked off. Took me a good five minutes to realise the team in red that I was cheering on wasn't charlton...
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I was a pretty chubby / fat kid and in the 60s and became a big batman fan so much so that I had a t shirt with the words batman emblazoned on the front ..I wore it proudly to a home game and took my place near the front by the floodlight in the sam Bartram entrance"corner " as I made my way up the terracing just before full time i was greeted by a chorus of " na na na nana fat man " as per the theme tune ...i was probably 8 or 9 at the time32
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A bloke that sits near me had an irrational hatred of Ben Hamer and we were often treated to a monologue of abuse. One day he was particularly vehement and when he sat down I just said 'you do realise that Ben Alnwick's in goal today don't you?'
General mirth and merriment all around us after that including, to his credit, the perpetrator.22 -
I’ve said this one before but a midweek League cup tie in the 90s away at Bury was preceded by a few pints in the local hostelries .
Final whistle came and started making our way to the exit , unbelievably the gates weren’t open I questioned a steward and he told me it was half time .
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P'raps it was just Bens in general Len?LenGlover said:A bloke that sits near me had an irrational hatred of Ben Hamer and we were often treated to a monologue of abuse. One day he was particularly vehement and when he sat down I just said 'you do realise that Ben Alnwick's in goal today don't you?'
General mirth and merriment all around us after that including, to his credit, the perpetrator.
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Home to Liverpool 2003. Liked Lisbie but he was often the most frustrating of players and with the Scouser's 1-0 up and he missing a couple of decent chances my vitriol knew no bounds. Needless to say one hat-trick later it was me who had egg all over my face!3
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I wouldn't know where to start to be honest.
But I just remembered one particular toe curler and it didn't relate to the football. New Years Day a few years back Ipswich away. I had spent some time pre match watching two of our away fans dressed as Batman and Robin. They were really acting the goat but obviously having a great time. I observed to Ian after a few minutes that I thought Robin was a bit of twat.
I don't know why I said it really but much to my embarrassment the woman directly in front of me turned round and said "That twat is my son!".
There were 1,000 away fans there that day.
I died.
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Back in the Selhurst days, I was in the Arthur Wait aged about 15/16 and got up the courage to start a 'Give us a C' chant and was concentrating so hard on doing the deeper sounding 'T' that I forgot to do the letter L13
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For some reason the women I have fallen for always seem to be quite feisty. And something about my love for Charlton seems to encourage them to cause me embarassment
Way back, must have been around 1980, my first Big Love was a girl called Karen who came from Portsmouth. She already knew about my history with Pompey, being at Poly there. When she discovered we were playing an evening game against them she insisted on attending. We sat behind the goal in the Covered End, where she discovered that the blokes behind us were eating marshmallows. She loudly proclaimed her surprise that "all the hard Charlton fans" consume marshmallows. The match began, and inevitably Pompey scored. Karen of course jumped to her feet and larged it, belting out "Play up Pompey" while my mates and I pretended we weren't there. I think only the fact that she was a good looking girl saved us. It wasn't her self-restraint.
It wasn't much better 20 years later when my wife joined me when we had been invited to the boardroom for a game. I'd made the mistake of telling her how we used to categorise fellow fans by which part of the Valley we used to stand in. She proceeded to interrogate bemused old guys in ties to establish whether they were ex- Covered End or East Terrace. I managed to steer her out of the room before she could start on Michael Grade.9 -
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ps Robin if you are reading this, i didnt really think that, you were just being very exuberant and i was grumpy and hungover.
I then spent that first half with Ian's shoulders shaking while I sat shamefaced. We changed seats at half time.3 -
A few years back went to play in a five a side football tournament through work, the guy who organised said just wear anything red. So I though sound, nice opportunity to don the famous addicks jersey (think it was the redbus one at the time). Second match on we come against a team called eddies eagles all kitted out in the yellow palace away kit. fair to say my ankles were a little sore the next day2
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The day Richard Murray sacked Brian Cole. So embarrassing.2
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Shamelessly quoting myself from another thread:Stig said:
February 2007, Charlton played West Ham. At the time my eldest son and I had season tickets in the NE family stand. Coming from Essex, we know loads of West Ham fans and I had agreed to drive three of them back to Wanstead afterwards. Giving lifts to the opposition is always a risky thing to do because you don't want to be sitting in the car afterwards with them ripping the piss if you've lost, and somehow if they are nice and polite and say nothing it just makes matters worse. Anyway, I needn't have worried, Charlton were on fire that night and hammered the Hamsters 4-0.
With every goal, my excited son jumped on his seat and clapped and cheered. With every goal, a nasty smell that seemed to be hanging around The Valley all day grew worse and worse. It wasn't until Jerome Thomas fired in our final goal that I released what the problem was: We had parked on the industrial estate and as we got to the bottom of the lane my son declared that he urgently needed a pee. He said he couldn't wait, so I ushered him into that little wooded area just past the crossing and told him to go behind a tree. It's there that he must have trod in the biggest smelliest dog log ever. Every time we scored the fetid ginger mush that had stuck to his sole was daubed onto his seat. Every time he sat down it was smeared across his backside and his coat. By the time the free-wheeling Addicks had finished, his back looked like he was the canvas for a Jackson-Pollock style dirty protest.
It some how took the edge off the victory when we got back to the car to meet my hamster mates and he was stinking like Andy Dufresne on getting out of Shawshank. I did manage one quip though, "Sorry about the stink, I thought it was West Ham then I realised Cliff had sat in shit". I did feel sorry for them though, losing 4-0 and having to sit in a stinking car all the way home. I don't think we've played West Ham since; not in the league anyway. We can't have, they haven't asked for a lift.8 -
I didn't realise that CCTV had caught the misses and I at it in the centre circle, it wasn't until they made a advert out of the footage that we realised.9
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I wasn't very embarrassed being about 7 or 8 at the time but my uncles took me to my first game with a few of my other cousins at home to Arsenal. I don't know why but being a childish kid I always thought Arsenal sounded funny. So for around ten minutes I just kept shouting out 'haha, Arsenal, sounds like Arseholes' 'don't lose to the Arseholes' remember my uncle being proper embarrassed and having to try and calm me down. Had more about me as a kid than I do now8
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I was gonna post that.oohaahmortimer said:I’ve said this one before but a midweek League cup tie in the 90s away at Bury was preceded by a few pints in the local hostelries .
Final whistle came and started making our way to the exit , unbelievably the gates weren’t open I questioned a steward and he told me it was half time .
I always have been a proper shit drinker .
Your lack of drinking ability was legendary back then.
How you managed to drink everyone under the table at Brighton away that year is one of life’s true mysteries.
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Back when I had a season ticket in the East Stand, I went one game with a friend, because my Dad couldn't come. We sat down in our seats, and I chatted to my friend, who had never been to the Valley before. After a while, a man came up to me and told me I was sitting in his seat. Nonsense, says I, for I'm a season ticket holder, and this is my seat. He was a season ticket holder too, he informed me, and had been sitting in the same seat for several seasons. As had I, I replied. It was at this point that I realised that everyone was watching me. And I didn't recognise a single soul. It then dawned on me that we didn't sit that near the halfway line. We were in entirely the wrong block. I had to shuffle past a few people to get out, all the while with this bloke chuntering on - he was outraged.
My friend genuinely wondered if I had been to the Valley myself before.9 -
I remember that game. you weren't by chance sitting in the jimmy seed stand were you? I remember bumstead giving someone in the crowd a right load of abuse after scoring.Algarveaddick said:Home to Oxford 1992, second game back at The Valley. 1-0 down ten minutes to go, the management bring on Bumstead for Robinson. Cue me going apeshit at Gritt and Curbs - "What's the fucking point in bringing on a player who's never bloody scored for us when we're chasing the game..." etc etc.
Inevitably Bummers slots the equaliser within 60 seconds.
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