Ewell CFC

Class. Wouldn’t mind one of them meself. Graft on Micky Droys head, stick it by the front window.,You’d never get burgled

Remember watching Scotland v England Home Internationals on the telly late 70s/ early 80s. England went one nil up, but the Hampden Roar just got louder. Remember saying to the old man “ Great Support seeing as their loosing” With that the camera panned onto a group of smiling calaedonians all supping tins of McEwans. Old Man “ There so smashed they haven’t got a clue what the score is”

Anyone know why there’s no sponsorship on our shirts? Gulf Air deal only started a year or so before.

Went up there on a whim with me older brother in his VW Passat. For some reason I wasn’t at work; me bros interest in Chelsea was on the wane at the time but he rung me up saying he’d always wanted to go to Old Trafford so off we went. Remember hearing Sade Smooth Operator in the motor for the first time- checked online it was only released the day before. One of those games I recall pretty much nothing about, but do remember Chelsea briefly scattering the Stratford End just before final whistle- SH and co made an appearance when the gates were opened.

I nearly played against Socrates. In 87-88 spent a season with Corinthian Casuals. Summer 88 was the centenary of the forming of Corinthians São Paulo. They flew the squad out for 10 days, the high point being a friendly before the main kick off between Casuals and a Corinthians old boys team including Socrates. No one could get near him by all accounts. Wasnt allowed to go owing to the fact I had their worst single season disciplinary record ever. Gutted, however most of me team mates caught a dose out there, so maybe for the best.

Ha. If anyone could stick up Python at the Hollywood Bowl, Four Yorkshireman...Me phones playing up.

I don’t remember it happening again after the pre match row. A few school mates got set upon outside waiting for the South Bank turnstiles to open. An older mate, who was quite involved until recently, reckons West Ham were shocked at the firm we put together that day. They met at Fulham Broadway and came down together. Someone I know tried to get on a certain carriage and wasn’t allowed on, because he didn’t look up to it.

My old man was born in 37 and started going with his dad in the late 40s. My parents emigrated to the states in 63 and came home early 1970. My Dad was a bit aghast at how football had changed and aggro had appeared, and hated it. Under protest in the 70s before me and me brothers were allowed to go on our own he’d take us to the Bridge maybe a couple of times a year, but do his homework- No West Ham games, the likes of Hereford or Carlisle. For some reason we did go to West Ham away with him later on ( Feb 81). We were in the Chicken Run watching it go off in the South Bank. We took a mob there for the first time in ages- the corner flag got chucked around I remember. The chicken run was probably the safest/ most family friendly part of Upton Park back then, but when it kicked off there were plenty of people me old mans age and older encouraging the West Ham boys to get stuck in. That was probably a bit of a turning point with him. Driving home rather than his usual “ Chelsea fans are animals”, it was more “ At least were better behaved than those scummy East Londoners”

Not a right hander thrown. All kicks with those horrible beetle crushers. ( It was the boot boy era I suppose) As a kid I remember some graffiti in Summerstown which said “ Chelsea Shed Kick to Kill”

Ha. The Kerry I talk to is a she. For some reason KD used to antogonise my non CFC mates back then; the Kerry Gold headlines when he’d had a good afternoon used to piss em off.

Didn’t go to the game but popped up there for a pre match drink. Met some blades who were very friendly. As a loose rule, promoted clubs generally make a bit of noise. Still flush with promotion success, novelty factor of being in the top division, few glory hunting JCL’s

Went in the North Stand twice. Once when we played Luton last game of the season ( they got promoted and took a good few down for once- 82 I think, big punch up after final whistle), and Man U 85- Shed was locked out so joined hundreds who went in North Stand. Kicked off and we got escorted past the benches to Shed.

Met some top Chelsea boys on the beach in Nice prior to 98 Super Cup Final. Got on like a house on fire and arranged to stay at one of me new mates the night before we flew to Copenhagen for CL trip. ( Usher at me wedding 5 years later) Stuck me in his spare room- had to get up at 5 AM- couldn’t help but notice on a shelf he had all Chelsea home and away programmes from about 69 onwards- Got approxiamately half hours kip that night.

All time slow Chelsea X1 Beasant D Wood G Roberts M Droy G Locke G Wilkins G Murphy P Nicholas M Fillery A Mayes T Cascarino

Edit: Maybe a smidge unkind earlier re workrate and lack of dribbling skills. Centre forwards back then when the opposition had the ball, generally stood hands on hips on the half way line. Lineker and Shearer couldn’t beat a man either but knew where the net was

Thought as he got older he couldn’t go shoulder of the last defender, waiting for the ball to be slipped behind because he lost a yard. He did a lot of things well- clean pair of feet, good with one on ones with the keeper, pretty strong in the air, surprisingly good crosser of the ball. What he couldn’t dribble past a man- and his work rate could be pretty piss poor. Agree that Durie was more naturally talented.

Woodhouse was a great shop. Talking of the services, there were many lads stationed at Knightsbridge and Chelsea Barracks that used to get down the Bridge.

If that was the 78 game there were song risqué songs to the tune of Boney M ” Brown turd up my arse, it looks like ..... ....”

Nigh on a quarter of Lampard’s goals penalties

Fifth Round of the Cup at Goodison early 2000’s. A real gobsh*te sitting with his oriental partner giving in the Cockney W.....s bit. My mate “ at least I didn’t have to fly to f.....g Thailand to get meself a bird” He went a bit quiet after that

Bit like the Neville brothers at Man U. Jaap Stam called them “ a couple of busy sh*ts”

Bit stingy the way the roof didn’t cover the benches. It reminds me a bit of the main stand at Selhurst, except that had an enclosure.

We were driving home in the small hours from Busby’s on the Tottenham Court Road around this time- had been to a late night Kentucky- for some reason a mate decided to chuck a party bucket full of bones out the window at a geyser in full Tachini tracksuit- point blank range at traffic lights. Never quite worked that one out but bet the bloke was pretty peeved with fat stains over his prize clobber

Yes it would be easier to devote myself to God if he manifested himself once in a while. Announced to the crowd at the Bridge, cut the ribbon for a new NHS facility, appeared at garden fetes etc

I don’t get social media. If it was announced that out of work plumber, Fred Bloggs from Macclesfield said some sh*tty things about black footballers whilst waiting for the 26 bus, the reaction would be “ who gives a f**k” But Fred Bloggs twitter user saying the same is apparantly headline material?