I will cry my bollocks off tomorrow when I sober up, the adrenalin wears off it sinks in what this week has meant. Bloody love this game, bloody love our club.
I will cry my bollocks off tomorrow when I sober up, the adrenalin wears off it sinks in what this week has meant. Bloody love this game, bloody love our club.
I've never cried over football, though I have cried at football. First game after my dad died. We beat Forest and everyone was cheering, singing and happy and I was beyond miserable.
I will admit to getting a little bit emotional over Sir Chris Powell scoring in his last Charlton game though.
I had tears in my eyes at the end of the game, it was emotional in every way. The sheer joy of winning with 6 seconds left was just overwhelming. Old geezers dont cry........but this one did!
To me the Bauer goal was a cue for apesh*t madness rather than an outburst of emotion
I tend to get more emotional when I've more time to think about it, when there has been more agony in the wait e.g. Andy Murray winning his first Wimbledon or Billy Bowden removing the bails which gave us the Ashes in 2005. If Bauer had scored with 15 minutes to go, I would have been an emotional wreck by the final whistle!
Cried when we got to Wembley. Missed 98 as was in Barcelona and couldn’t get back. Had to sit this one out as on a ban...... the biggest punishment having to walk back down Wembley way after leaving everyone going the game. Watched the game with chaps that are in the same situation and enjoyed it.
Two occasions where I have cried at a football match. The first was the last game of the 2000 season when Bobby Robson presented the League Championship trophy - I looked across from the West Stand to where I used to stand as a boy, under the floodlights at the north east corner - and I remembered back to those times.
The second was yesterday. When the winning goal went in I sank back in my chair, head in hands, and sobbed. Why? I considered my boys too young to go to Wembley in 1998 (6 & 8) and chose to watch it with them on TV instead. I have always regretted it and yesterday I finally shared the Wembley experience with them. So I cried, not just for the goal that would send my beloved Charlton up to the Championship, but with a feeling that I had finally redeemed myself. Weird isn't it? And the guy next to me who I know not, and who was almost certainly younger than me by a few years, patted me on the head and said 'are you alright son?'. Then I jumped back up and went well and truly ballistic!
I had to give up my season ticket this year. I didn't think it was right, as I'd just been diagnosed with cancer. I didn't know how the treatment would go, and whether I would need chemotherapy or radio therapy.
I've had 3 serious operations in the last 12 months. The third one being after being told I wasn't clear, after my first 3 month check up.
Won't know if I'm now clear until my next 3 month check up in June.
I've had a few times this year when I've wondered if I'd see the end of the season.
So I hobbled up Wembley Way, arrived at my seat exhausted, to watch 94 minutes of purgatory. Then, Charlton score with 6 seconds of the match remaining.
What do you think I did when the final whistle blew?
Seeing my Dad (a man who never, ever gets near crying) well up at the final whistle as my brother wasn’t there to watch it, tipped me very close to the edge. An emotional day all round, seeing so many faces from down the years. The fact I hadn’t slept for two days probably didn’t help.
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I dearly hope no sky cameras picked me up today though
So proud to be Charlton.
Full Members Cup Final in 86/7?
I will admit to getting a little bit emotional over Sir Chris Powell scoring in his last Charlton game though.
I did cry on the 5th December 1992 though, it was Kim Grant (coming out to warm up) who set me off!
Definitely one of the best days of my life.
I was there with my young kids yesterday. They learnt a few new words. We have a pact that their mother doesn't hear about it...
Smiled, screamed and shouted? Oh yes.
I cried cos he should have been there.
Filling typing this now.
Cried properly after the CL semi and tear up every time I rewatch Moura's winner against Ajax in injury time.
Hearing RRR belted out by nearly 40,000 Addicks didn’t help none either.
I tend to get more emotional when I've more time to think about it, when there has been more agony in the wait e.g. Andy Murray winning his first Wimbledon or Billy Bowden removing the bails which gave us the Ashes in 2005. If Bauer had scored with 15 minutes to go, I would have been an emotional wreck by the final whistle!
I was with my Dad, who has been my number 1 Charlton partner in crime since I was old enough to start going in the early 90s
After literally hundreds of home and away journeys over those years, that goal felt like it was the ultimate pay-off.
To have that moment - Winning a final at Wembley with the last kick of the game, and to have it with him was very special.
Thats the sort of moment I’ve always craved with Charlton.
I've had 3 serious operations in the last 12 months. The third one being after being told I wasn't clear, after my first 3 month check up.
Won't know if I'm now clear until my next 3 month check up in June.
I've had a few times this year when I've wondered if I'd see the end of the season.
So I hobbled up Wembley Way, arrived at my seat exhausted, to watch 94 minutes of purgatory. Then, Charlton score with 6 seconds of the match remaining.
What do you think I did when the final whistle blew?