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#162
Posted 11 January 2012 - 07:09 PM
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Sheffield United May 1994.
3-2 Victory with Mark Stein scoring a brace including a 90th minute winner sending Sheffield United down.
Quite a big game in Chelseas history as it was the last game with the old shed end, although sadly I was not in the shed end, and probably wouldn't have been able to tell you which end it was at the time being 10 and it being my first game and all.
If only I knew then that it was the last game of the old shed end I would probably have taken much more interest and really tried to soak up that atmosphere.
I did however meet Dennis Wise & Neil Shipperly pitch side and get them to sign my programme which I still have to this day.... not a bad bit of memorabilia for a first game...
Anyone else attend this game?
3-2 Victory with Mark Stein scoring a brace including a 90th minute winner sending Sheffield United down.
Quite a big game in Chelseas history as it was the last game with the old shed end, although sadly I was not in the shed end, and probably wouldn't have been able to tell you which end it was at the time being 10 and it being my first game and all.
If only I knew then that it was the last game of the old shed end I would probably have taken much more interest and really tried to soak up that atmosphere.
I did however meet Dennis Wise & Neil Shipperly pitch side and get them to sign my programme which I still have to this day.... not a bad bit of memorabilia for a first game...
Anyone else attend this game?
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Posted 16 January 2012 - 09:11 PM
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Carshalton Blue, on 03 January 2012 - 07:20 PM, said:
Chelsea 0 Sunderland 0 1979, first game of the season, dont remember much about the game but can still remember the feeling i got walking down the fulham road & the strong smell of horsesh*t & hamburgers. 
Got an odd reason for remembering this one, I'd helped my stepdad deliver some big, posh handmade fishtanks over Bromley way. He gave me £30 for about 2 hours work and that was a decent amount then, spunked the lot on a massive bender at the ground and didn't remember anything about the game.
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Chelsea vs. Newcastle United, 1974.
“Why do you support Chelsea, then, Chris?” is a question which I have been asked at least five-hundred times I reckon. Well, I started primary school in my Somerset village at Easter 1970. The Cup Final was earlier than usual that year because of England’s preparations for the Mexico World Cup. Not sure of the exact dates, but school began for me just as Chelsea beat Leeds in the FA Cup Final. I have no recollections of either the first game at Wembley or the replay. But I do know that I used to watch the older schoolboys play football in the schoolyard at break times. One team would be Leeds, one team would be Liverpool or the next week, Manchester United and Arsenal. I think ( and this is the story I always tell ) I heard that either Chelsea were a good team or they had just won a big game, so one team would be Chelsea on one particular day. I think that is how it all began. Who knows…maybe on that fateful day, I perhaps joined in with the bigger boys for the first time. It would be nice to think so. Anyway, from the littlest of acorns do mighty oaks grow – from that initial mention of the name Chelsea, they became my team.
Andy Cox was Arsenal, Paul Seviour was Liverpool, Tony Heywood and David Rideout were Leeds, but I was Chelsea. From 1970, I began looking out for their results, but my memories are not particularly great about individual games. I can’t remember the 1971 game in Athens for example. To be honest, my parents weren’t particularly big sport fans…I think my football genes came from my maternal grandfather who had played football and cricket for the village in his youth ( and incidentally, visited Stamford Bridge when he was a young man, the only ground he ever went to…if I am right, he favoured Newcastle and Villa for some reason. )
An important event happened around 1971 or 1972. A friend of ours in Windsor worked with Peter Osgood’s sister Mandy and he said he could get his autograph. I was so excited. The two names I knew at Chelsea were the two Peters, Osgood and Bonetti. I still have that signed photograph and it really cemented my affection for Peter Osgood and Chelsea Football Club.
I have no recollection of the 1972 League Cup Final loss to Stoke, but I do remember hearing “Blue Is The Colour” on the radio and that really affected me too. I guess I must’ve seen Chelsea on TV – I only have vague recollections of the old East stand which came down in the summer of 1972, though. The first FA Cup Final I saw was the 1972 one.
The first Chelsea game I can honestly remember seeing on TV was the 1972 opener against mighty Leeds. Their goalie was injured, I think Peter Lorimer replaced him and Chelsea won 4-0. I think Ossie scored.
I remember – specifically – the build-up to the March 1973 FA Cup game with Arsenal. I remember Ossie’s goal in the first game and then watching the action on the 9.30pm news of the replay at Highbury. I remember Bobby Charlton’s last ever game – at Chelsea - being shown on TV highlights in May 1973.
Anyway – you get the picture…I loved playing football at school break times, on Saturdays, in the street, I was a football fan and Chelsea was my team. Imagine my absolute elation when – without prompting from me – my parents announced ( either on Christmas Day 1973 or soon after ) they would take me to see Chelsea play. In London. At Stamford Bridge. I still get chills when I think of that feeling 33 years later.
By a cruel twist of fate, of course, both my idol Peter Osgood and Alan Hudson left Chelsea in February of 1974, a month ahead of my Chelsea debut on March 16th. I was upset, but the thought of seeing the team in the flesh more than made up for this. My mother wrote to the club asking for ticket and travel information and I still have the letter the club sent back, nicely embossed with the club crest. It was signed by an office junior called Jackie, who I believe later became Ray Wilkins’ wife. In due course, the West Stand benches tickets arrived…price 60p each.
I don’t think any of my school pals could actually believe I was going to see Chelsea live. This was unheard of amongst the village kids. I was only eight remember. At last the great day arrived and it is amazing I remember so much. My father was a local shopkeeper and so he pulled a few strings to get the Saturday off. Unfortunately, he wasn’t in great health at the time. He had been diagnosed with throat cancer and was due radiation treatment in May. Thankfully, this was totally successful, but he was feeling a bit under-the-weather on this momentous day.
He drove to London via the Wiltshire countryside and then the M4 motorway. We had arranged to park our car at a nursing home at Park Royal, where an uncle had recently been staying. I suppose we reached there at around 12.30pm. We then walked the short distance to Park Royal tube station and caught the train to Fulham Broadway. I recently visited Park Royal station and it did bring back memories…I recalled walking over the footbridge over the tracks and the art deco façade of the station. In March 1974, my heart must have been beating fast as we boarded the eastbound train. I had been on a tube train before, but this felt so exciting – doing what thousands of Chelsea fans do each week…this is what stuck with me the most I think; a small boy from Somerset being a Londoner for the day.
My first game sticks with me so many reasons. I can recall waiting in line at the bottom of the West Stand steps at the turnstiles. As the West Stand was the stand with the TV gantry, I wasn’t particularly sure what the stand looked like. I distinctly remember walking up the banked steps as if it was yesterday…I can recall the sense of anticipation, the noises of the crowd and specifically the blue paintwork at the back of the stand, the turnstiles, the souvenir huts…just writing these words I am transported back to my childhood. I realise that this day was such an important day in my life and I am so grateful my parents took me. We bought a match programme, which I still have. I remember the smudge from my mother’s wet leather glove is still visible…strange, though, I remember the day as being sunny.
We walked behind the West Stand, right to the end ( the seats were laid on top of the terraces and the access came right at the top of the stand ) and I caught a glimpse of the pitch and the inside of the stadium which had been obscured from view. How exciting. We walked down the access steps and found our seats…six rows from the front, level with the penalty spot at the North Stand end.
We had a black and white TV set at home and of course it was breathtaking to see Stamford Bridge bathed in spring sunshine and in glorious colour. The East Stand was still mid-construction on the other side of the pitch. There was a smattering of away fans mixed in with Chelsea fans on the North terrace to my left. I remember the closeness of those fans to me.
The Chelsea team included such players as Ron Harris, John Phillips, John Hollins, Steve Kember, Dave Webb, Ian Hutchinson and Charlie Cooke. Newcastle United fielded Malcolm Macdonald, Stewart Barrowclough, Terry McDermott and Terry Hibbitt. The gate was 24,000 on that day in March 1974.
What do I remember of the actual game? I remember the middle part of The Shed twirling their blue and white bar scarves. I remember the goal after ten minutes…a header close in from Ian Hutchinson, which bounced up off the ground before crossing the line. I remember two or three Newcastle fans, resplendent with black and white scarves, being sat right in front of me. I remember shouting out “we want two!” to which one of them replied “we want three!” I remember actually thinking “did I stand up and celebrate the goal correctly?” after the first goal. I promised myself that if there was to be further goals, I would celebrate better…I guess I wanted to fit in. Of course, a second goal came along and I stood up and shouted, but it was disallowed. I remember a Topic chocolate bar at half-time. I remember Gary Locke doing many sliding tackles in front of us in the second half. I remember debutant Ken Swain ( previously unheard of by me ) come on as a substitute. I paid just as much attention to the songs coming out of The Shed as to the play on the pitch. Generally, I remember the overwhelming feeling of belonging…that this was right, that I should be there.
As the game ended and the crowd drifted away, I know as I reached the very top of the steps, I looked back at the pitch and the stands with wonderment and hoped I would be back again. My mother bought me a “Chelsea The Blues” scarf at one of the souvenir huts behind the West stand. I was so happy. I wore that same scarf in Stockholm for the 1998 ECWC Final.
I remember we enjoyed a hamburger meal at the Fulham Broadway Wimpy Bar ( a big extravagance, believe me ) – the site of the American Burger Grill today. We caught the tube train back to Park Royal and then home to Somerset, but that is a blur. However something important happened to me that day in 1974...eight hundred games later, I’m still going strong.
“Why do you support Chelsea, then, Chris?” is a question which I have been asked at least five-hundred times I reckon. Well, I started primary school in my Somerset village at Easter 1970. The Cup Final was earlier than usual that year because of England’s preparations for the Mexico World Cup. Not sure of the exact dates, but school began for me just as Chelsea beat Leeds in the FA Cup Final. I have no recollections of either the first game at Wembley or the replay. But I do know that I used to watch the older schoolboys play football in the schoolyard at break times. One team would be Leeds, one team would be Liverpool or the next week, Manchester United and Arsenal. I think ( and this is the story I always tell ) I heard that either Chelsea were a good team or they had just won a big game, so one team would be Chelsea on one particular day. I think that is how it all began. Who knows…maybe on that fateful day, I perhaps joined in with the bigger boys for the first time. It would be nice to think so. Anyway, from the littlest of acorns do mighty oaks grow – from that initial mention of the name Chelsea, they became my team.
Andy Cox was Arsenal, Paul Seviour was Liverpool, Tony Heywood and David Rideout were Leeds, but I was Chelsea. From 1970, I began looking out for their results, but my memories are not particularly great about individual games. I can’t remember the 1971 game in Athens for example. To be honest, my parents weren’t particularly big sport fans…I think my football genes came from my maternal grandfather who had played football and cricket for the village in his youth ( and incidentally, visited Stamford Bridge when he was a young man, the only ground he ever went to…if I am right, he favoured Newcastle and Villa for some reason. )
An important event happened around 1971 or 1972. A friend of ours in Windsor worked with Peter Osgood’s sister Mandy and he said he could get his autograph. I was so excited. The two names I knew at Chelsea were the two Peters, Osgood and Bonetti. I still have that signed photograph and it really cemented my affection for Peter Osgood and Chelsea Football Club.
I have no recollection of the 1972 League Cup Final loss to Stoke, but I do remember hearing “Blue Is The Colour” on the radio and that really affected me too. I guess I must’ve seen Chelsea on TV – I only have vague recollections of the old East stand which came down in the summer of 1972, though. The first FA Cup Final I saw was the 1972 one.
The first Chelsea game I can honestly remember seeing on TV was the 1972 opener against mighty Leeds. Their goalie was injured, I think Peter Lorimer replaced him and Chelsea won 4-0. I think Ossie scored.
I remember – specifically – the build-up to the March 1973 FA Cup game with Arsenal. I remember Ossie’s goal in the first game and then watching the action on the 9.30pm news of the replay at Highbury. I remember Bobby Charlton’s last ever game – at Chelsea - being shown on TV highlights in May 1973.
Anyway – you get the picture…I loved playing football at school break times, on Saturdays, in the street, I was a football fan and Chelsea was my team. Imagine my absolute elation when – without prompting from me – my parents announced ( either on Christmas Day 1973 or soon after ) they would take me to see Chelsea play. In London. At Stamford Bridge. I still get chills when I think of that feeling 33 years later.
By a cruel twist of fate, of course, both my idol Peter Osgood and Alan Hudson left Chelsea in February of 1974, a month ahead of my Chelsea debut on March 16th. I was upset, but the thought of seeing the team in the flesh more than made up for this. My mother wrote to the club asking for ticket and travel information and I still have the letter the club sent back, nicely embossed with the club crest. It was signed by an office junior called Jackie, who I believe later became Ray Wilkins’ wife. In due course, the West Stand benches tickets arrived…price 60p each.
I don’t think any of my school pals could actually believe I was going to see Chelsea live. This was unheard of amongst the village kids. I was only eight remember. At last the great day arrived and it is amazing I remember so much. My father was a local shopkeeper and so he pulled a few strings to get the Saturday off. Unfortunately, he wasn’t in great health at the time. He had been diagnosed with throat cancer and was due radiation treatment in May. Thankfully, this was totally successful, but he was feeling a bit under-the-weather on this momentous day.
He drove to London via the Wiltshire countryside and then the M4 motorway. We had arranged to park our car at a nursing home at Park Royal, where an uncle had recently been staying. I suppose we reached there at around 12.30pm. We then walked the short distance to Park Royal tube station and caught the train to Fulham Broadway. I recently visited Park Royal station and it did bring back memories…I recalled walking over the footbridge over the tracks and the art deco façade of the station. In March 1974, my heart must have been beating fast as we boarded the eastbound train. I had been on a tube train before, but this felt so exciting – doing what thousands of Chelsea fans do each week…this is what stuck with me the most I think; a small boy from Somerset being a Londoner for the day.
My first game sticks with me so many reasons. I can recall waiting in line at the bottom of the West Stand steps at the turnstiles. As the West Stand was the stand with the TV gantry, I wasn’t particularly sure what the stand looked like. I distinctly remember walking up the banked steps as if it was yesterday…I can recall the sense of anticipation, the noises of the crowd and specifically the blue paintwork at the back of the stand, the turnstiles, the souvenir huts…just writing these words I am transported back to my childhood. I realise that this day was such an important day in my life and I am so grateful my parents took me. We bought a match programme, which I still have. I remember the smudge from my mother’s wet leather glove is still visible…strange, though, I remember the day as being sunny.
We walked behind the West Stand, right to the end ( the seats were laid on top of the terraces and the access came right at the top of the stand ) and I caught a glimpse of the pitch and the inside of the stadium which had been obscured from view. How exciting. We walked down the access steps and found our seats…six rows from the front, level with the penalty spot at the North Stand end.
We had a black and white TV set at home and of course it was breathtaking to see Stamford Bridge bathed in spring sunshine and in glorious colour. The East Stand was still mid-construction on the other side of the pitch. There was a smattering of away fans mixed in with Chelsea fans on the North terrace to my left. I remember the closeness of those fans to me.
The Chelsea team included such players as Ron Harris, John Phillips, John Hollins, Steve Kember, Dave Webb, Ian Hutchinson and Charlie Cooke. Newcastle United fielded Malcolm Macdonald, Stewart Barrowclough, Terry McDermott and Terry Hibbitt. The gate was 24,000 on that day in March 1974.
What do I remember of the actual game? I remember the middle part of The Shed twirling their blue and white bar scarves. I remember the goal after ten minutes…a header close in from Ian Hutchinson, which bounced up off the ground before crossing the line. I remember two or three Newcastle fans, resplendent with black and white scarves, being sat right in front of me. I remember shouting out “we want two!” to which one of them replied “we want three!” I remember actually thinking “did I stand up and celebrate the goal correctly?” after the first goal. I promised myself that if there was to be further goals, I would celebrate better…I guess I wanted to fit in. Of course, a second goal came along and I stood up and shouted, but it was disallowed. I remember a Topic chocolate bar at half-time. I remember Gary Locke doing many sliding tackles in front of us in the second half. I remember debutant Ken Swain ( previously unheard of by me ) come on as a substitute. I paid just as much attention to the songs coming out of The Shed as to the play on the pitch. Generally, I remember the overwhelming feeling of belonging…that this was right, that I should be there.
As the game ended and the crowd drifted away, I know as I reached the very top of the steps, I looked back at the pitch and the stands with wonderment and hoped I would be back again. My mother bought me a “Chelsea The Blues” scarf at one of the souvenir huts behind the West stand. I was so happy. I wore that same scarf in Stockholm for the 1998 ECWC Final.
I remember we enjoyed a hamburger meal at the Fulham Broadway Wimpy Bar ( a big extravagance, believe me ) – the site of the American Burger Grill today. We caught the tube train back to Park Royal and then home to Somerset, but that is a blur. However something important happened to me that day in 1974...eight hundred games later, I’m still going strong.
Edited by VINCI PER NOI, 10 February 2012 - 07:01 PM.
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Posted 10 February 2012 - 07:14 PM
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1971. My dad took me. In the stands at the corner of the ground, can't remember which end. I was young. It was my first in-person professional football match My enduring memory is noticing that Osgood did a lot of standing around, not a lot of running. Well, that and being a young boy in a stands full of taller grown-ups.
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Posted 14 February 2012 - 06:04 AM
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26th anniversary of my first Chelsea Game.How time flies !
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Posted 01 March 2012 - 01:16 PM
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I was born in Wandsworth so my whole family was Chelsea and my first memory is the fa cup final 1970,My uncle took me to my first game vs Newcastle 1971,stood on the old east stand terrace.Just watched it again on the vintage blues thread for the first time since the day i was there.After that it was my uncle again who took me to chelsea one week and Palace when chelsea were away.i can remember that but can;t remember the first game i went on my own or with mates,although i do know it was around 1974/75 aged 14.Also remember my first away game with a couple of older mates away to Sunderland 75 or 76 aged about 15,i had worked out the train times arriving back at kings cross at 10 0 clock,hour across london so told my mum and dad i was at a party and would be in at midnight,all was going to plan untill the train broke down 200 miles from london,st neaots or something like that,and everyone was running across fields,great fun,got home at 6 in the morning to a good kicking from my old man who knew exactly where i had been
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Posted 01 March 2012 - 03:21 PM
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Mark, was that Newcastle in December 1970 or March 72? We didn't play them in 71 at home.
My first was Palace away, 20 November 1971. W 3-2. First home was vs QPR 3-3 February 23rd 1974.
First away outside London, Liverpool L 0-2 October 78.
First away in Europe, IFK Västerås 1 Chelsea 0, August 11th 1981. Friendly in Sweden
First competion match away in Europe. ECWC Final 1998, Stockholm, Sweden.
Last match at Bridge. Boro, 1988 playoffs. W 1-0
Last Chelsea match. See above, (ECWC Final 1998, Stockholm). W 1-0
First Chelsea goal, Baldwin after 11 minutes in the Palace match, last Chelsea goal. Zola.
My first was Palace away, 20 November 1971. W 3-2. First home was vs QPR 3-3 February 23rd 1974.
First away outside London, Liverpool L 0-2 October 78.
First away in Europe, IFK Västerås 1 Chelsea 0, August 11th 1981. Friendly in Sweden
First competion match away in Europe. ECWC Final 1998, Stockholm, Sweden.
Last match at Bridge. Boro, 1988 playoffs. W 1-0
Last Chelsea match. See above, (ECWC Final 1998, Stockholm). W 1-0
First Chelsea goal, Baldwin after 11 minutes in the Palace match, last Chelsea goal. Zola.
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Posted 01 March 2012 - 05:27 PM
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Garry i think it was 70/71 1-0 win and keith weller got the goal,My first euro trip was with england,to luxembourg in 1977,you know i cant remember my first with Chelsea.Went up to middleboro for the play off game but missed the one at the bridge due to trouble with the mrs,started to slow down a bit at going then due to kids and all that,funny enough it wasn't till i went to Portugal for the euro's in 2004 that i got the bug back again and started to go again.Sadly to say Modern day football is again doing my head in.Might come to Sweden in Nov for the England game though if you fancy meeting up for a beer.
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Posted 01 March 2012 - 07:44 PM
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1990 Chelsea 2 Derby 1 (9 years of age)
Stood in the Shed End with Dad.
Wise's and Townsend's home debuts. Shilton in goal for Derby post World Cup 90.
Can't remember much of the game. The programme had Dorigo on the front and it is about somewhere.
Will have to look it up to see who scored.
Stood in the Shed End with Dad.
Wise's and Townsend's home debuts. Shilton in goal for Derby post World Cup 90.
Can't remember much of the game. The programme had Dorigo on the front and it is about somewhere.
Will have to look it up to see who scored.
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Posted 02 March 2012 - 05:07 AM
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Chuck Taylor, on 01 March 2012 - 07:44 PM, said:
1990 Chelsea 2 Derby 1 (9 years of age)
Stood in the Shed End with Dad.
Wise's and Townsend's home debuts. Shilton in goal for Derby post World Cup 90.
Can't remember much of the game. The programme had Dorigo on the front and it is about somewhere.
Will have to look it up to see who scored.
Stood in the Shed End with Dad.
Wise's and Townsend's home debuts. Shilton in goal for Derby post World Cup 90.
Can't remember much of the game. The programme had Dorigo on the front and it is about somewhere.
Will have to look it up to see who scored.
Chuck I'm pretty sure Peter Nicholas got the winner in that game from a rebound after Wisey had clattered the bar with a free kick. Can't remember who scored the first goal but it was a decent game.
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Posted 02 March 2012 - 07:23 PM
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If you didn't Google that then I'm effing impressed!
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Posted 02 March 2012 - 07:49 PM
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forbzy, on 02 March 2012 - 05:07 AM, said:
Chuck I'm pretty sure Peter Nicholas got the winner in that game from a rebound after Wisey had clattered the bar with a free kick. Can't remember who scored the first goal but it was a decent game.
David Lee got the first goal, Dean "C*nt" Saunders scored for Derby.
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Posted 04 March 2012 - 03:28 PM
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Chuck Taylor, on 01 March 2012 - 07:44 PM, said:
1990 Chelsea 2 Derby 1 (9 years of age)
Stood in the Shed End with Dad.
Wise's and Townsend's home debuts. Shilton in goal for Derby post World Cup 90.
Can't remember much of the game. The programme had Dorigo on the front and it is about somewhere.
Will have to look it up to see who scored.
Stood in the Shed End with Dad.
Wise's and Townsend's home debuts. Shilton in goal for Derby post World Cup 90.
Can't remember much of the game. The programme had Dorigo on the front and it is about somewhere.
Will have to look it up to see who scored.
I got thrown out that day, 3 mins in to the game lol! still got my warning letter from CFC.
Lost my mship but got it back on appeal a month later.
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