1996, I was on a Hong Kong stop over on the way to Melbourne. I was supposed to stay with a mate of mine who suddenly got called overseas on business. I had to book a hotel last minute when I landed, which turned out to be on the outskirts of town. Went to a bar in the centre, which was full of expats in little cliques who didn't want to talk to tourists.
Just as I was thinking of moving on, two other tourists walked in and we got chatting. Two good looking girls who turned out to be Charlton fans from Sarf East London - saved the night. Then it turned out they were also staying at my hotel. Was invited back for a night cap, went to unload my mini bar and bring it round, and forgot their room number! Hit the post on that one.
If anybody was at Millwall v Charlton in 66 in the cold blow lane end they would’ve seen me in me red and white scarf
You lived to tell the tale.
Until they left for the 'new' Den I always went in the CBL end and I wasn't the only one, it wasn't that uncommon what with S London families often being split in who they supported.
I must admit I used to go to Millwall a lot in the early 70s with my Millwall supporting mate.Stood many a time in the old cbl.But not with a red and white scarf on
If anybody was at Millwall v Charlton in 66 in the cold blow lane end they would’ve seen me in me red and white scarf
You lived to tell the tale.
He was only 10. TBF, In those days you could probably get away with it. As a kid, I’d go to away games with dad and stand in the home end
Went to millwall a couple of times when I was a kid, with my older cousin who was a fan of them, in the Kitchener? stand and used to wear a red and white scarf tied to my arm. I guess I thought it was a form of protest.
Kids wearing other teams shirts/colours in the home end is just about acceptable but if an adult does it's downright disrespectful. Seen full kit wankers at ebbsfleet wearing Chelsea, spurs etc..
I have stood on the halfway line and the home end at CBL in my red and white scarf.
I was with several scum fans of my acquaintence and of course we lost, which helped...
Stood in the CBL lane end with my Spanner neighbour obviously no scarf or colours on me, when two more of his workmates turned with their Charlton scarves on. That was the 2-2 draw when we were 2-0 up. Never saw Millwall's goals, I think I was on the train when they scored.
I have stood on the halfway line and the home end at CBL in my red and white scarf.
I was with several scum fans of my acquaintence and of course we lost, which helped...
Stood in the CBL lane end with my Spanner neighbour obviously no scarf or colours on me, when two more of his workmates turned with their Charlton scarves on. That was the 2-2 draw when we were 2-0 up. Never saw Millwall's goals, I think I was on the train when they scored.
Why is it every time I see the title of this thread, I can picture Jimmy Percy of Sham 69 on ToTP singing 🎵 'Angels with dirty faces'🎵 🤔
If anybody was at Millwall v Charlton in 66 in the cold blow lane end they would’ve seen me in me red and white scarf
Moving on 7 years and I’m now in the away section at the old den with about 300. Middlesbrough fans. (seemed like a good idea at the time). Half time came and it kicked off and I along with most of the Boro fans were exiting through the back gate escorted by The local constabulary.
1996, I was on a Hong Kong stop over on the way to Melbourne. I was supposed to stay with a mate of mine who suddenly got called overseas on business. I had to book a hotel last minute when I landed, which turned out to be on the outskirts of town. Went to a bar in the centre, which was full of expats in little cliques who didn't want to talk to tourists.
Just as I was thinking of moving on, two other tourists walked in and we got chatting. Two good looking girls who turned out to be Charlton fans from Sarf East London - saved the night. Then it turned out they were also staying at my hotel. Was invited back for a night cap, went to unload my mini bar and bring it round, and forgot their room number! Hit the post on that one.
I was living in HK in 96. And you are right.. we did stay in our expat cliques. Unless of course you were a prem footballer. The shenanigans I witnessed down the Jump Club when Chelsea were in town is a story that can now only be told verbally.
Tonight at the harbour in cala n bosch, menorca my 7 year old daughter said quick look dad there's a Charlton fan and I turned to see one of God's chosen stroll past.
The missus stopped for a drink in Lyndhurst (New Forest). Went into the garden and two men sat there one had a Charlton badge on his jacket had a chat the dad was Charlton the son Millwall so I only spoke to the dad and ignored his son.
If anybody was at Millwall v Charlton in 66 in the cold blow lane end they would’ve seen me in me red and white scarf
You lived to tell the tale.
Until they left for the 'new' Den I always went in the CBL end and I wasn't the only one, it wasn't that uncommon what with S London families often being split in who they supported.
I must admit I used to go to Millwall a lot in the early 70s with my Millwall supporting mate.Stood many a time in the old cbl.But not with a red and white scarf on
I went a few times with a Millwall mate, stood at The Den in the bit to the side of the CBL end, all around knew I was Charlton, didn’t wear colours, but it was never an issue. Could have been maybe if we’d ever actually scored !!
Not strange, but down in Tankerton today on the 2 min walk from the car I passed two people, both stopped me to say they were Charlton fans and had a chat. Then walked in the little coffee / ice cream parlour on the front and the lady running it is a ST holder.
Out in Valencia on holiday and went to a local curry house this evening. Only to realise whilst looking to my left whilst eating was Francis Coquelin. Very nice guy who mentioned Bob Peeters. Special shout out to Joe Gomez and Nick Pope. Agreed we have a very special academy and keeps an eye on our results. Seems also to be in contact with Conor Gallagher. Really genuine guy.
Gave this a like, but then opened up the picture and took the like away for the socks 🤷🏻♂️😂
Back in 95, my mate and I went to our first Ireland away game in Lisbon. We’d sat in the Co-Op Travel agents in Woolwich for an hour and the agent had only been able to get us flights, no hotel. She asked whether anything was happening and we let her know that 30,000 Irish fans were expected for the game. We just took the flights and went (with no hotel, or match ticket, at that stage).
Got the bus in from the airport and there was just the two of us and a young lad (Brian) on his own, wearing a Galway United shirt. Asked him where he was staying and he dug into his bag and brought out a worldwide directory of Youth hostels…and two Charlton programmes.
We just looked at him a little shocked and said “Charlton?” Turns out he was a member of the Charlton Athletic Irish Supporters Club.
We managed to get room at the hostel, met a few other fans who took us round the corner to the Portuguese FA and got tickets (the Portuguese fans queuing even pointed us inside to another area where they were selling away tickets. All within an hour of landing.
Back in 95, my mate and I went to our first Ireland away game in Lisbon. We’d sat in the Co-Op Travel agents in Woolwich for an hour and the agent had only been able to get us flights, no hotel. She asked whether anything was happening and we let her know that 30,000 Irish fans were expected for the game. We just took the flights and went (with no hotel, or match ticket, at that stage).
Got the bus in from the airport and there was just the two of us and a young lad (Brian) on his own, wearing a Galway United shirt. Asked him where he was staying and he dug into his bag and brought out a worldwide directory of Youth hostels…and two Charlton programmes.
We just looked at him a little shocked and said “Charlton?” Turns out he was a member of the Charlton Athletic Irish Supporters Club.
We managed to get room at the hostel, met a few other fans who took us round the corner to the Portuguese FA and got tickets (the Portuguese fans queuing even pointed us inside to another area where they were selling away tickets. All within an hour of landing.
Sounds remarkably like some sort of Grooming attempt!
1996, I was on a Hong Kong stop over on the way to Melbourne. I was supposed to stay with a mate of mine who suddenly got called overseas on business. I had to book a hotel last minute when I landed, which turned out to be on the outskirts of town. Went to a bar in the centre, which was full of expats in little cliques who didn't want to talk to tourists.
Just as I was thinking of moving on, two other tourists walked in and we got chatting. Two good looking girls who turned out to be Charlton fans from Sarf East London - saved the night. Then it turned out they were also staying at my hotel. Was invited back for a night cap, went to unload my mini bar and bring it round, and forgot their room number! Hit the post on that one.
1996, I was on a Hong Kong stop over on the way to Melbourne. I was supposed to stay with a mate of mine who suddenly got called overseas on business. I had to book a hotel last minute when I landed, which turned out to be on the outskirts of town. Went to a bar in the centre, which was full of expats in little cliques who didn't want to talk to tourists.
Just as I was thinking of moving on, two other tourists walked in and we got chatting. Two good looking girls who turned out to be Charlton fans from Sarf East London - saved the night. Then it turned out they were also staying at my hotel. Was invited back for a night cap, went to unload my mini bar and bring it round, and forgot their room number! Hit the post on that one.
1996, I was on a Hong Kong stop over on the way to Melbourne. I was supposed to stay with a mate of mine who suddenly got called overseas on business. I had to book a hotel last minute when I landed, which turned out to be on the outskirts of town. Went to a bar in the centre, which was full of expats in little cliques who didn't want to talk to tourists.
Just as I was thinking of moving on, two other tourists walked in and we got chatting. Two good looking girls who turned out to be Charlton fans from Sarf East London - saved the night. Then it turned out they were also staying at my hotel. Was invited back for a night cap, went to unload my mini bar and bring it round, and forgot their room number! Hit the post on that one.
Think I read this one in Escort circa 1984...
Think that version would have had a happy ending ...
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I was with several scum fans of my acquaintence and of course we lost, which helped...
(seemed like a good idea at the time). Half time came and it kicked off and I along with most of the Boro fans were exiting through the back gate escorted by The local constabulary.
Where the bloody hell has Ibiza got to.
Strange.
Went into the garden and two men sat there one had a Charlton badge on his jacket had a chat the dad was Charlton
Hotbed of Addicks. Move the Valley
Got the bus in from the airport and there was just the two of us and a young lad (Brian) on his own, wearing a Galway United shirt. Asked him where he was staying and he dug into his bag and brought out a worldwide directory of Youth hostels…and two Charlton programmes.
That would be telling.
sad times