Back in the bad "good ol days" Chelsea's most loyal travelled to some *god forsaken* places in support of the lads! Would be very interested to here your stories ...

 

ground visited ... journey up ... CFC numbers taken ... opposition supporters ... how bad was the stadium ... stadium atmosphere (inside & out) ... lost in transit! ... break downs! ... most entertaining moments! ... etc. etc. etc. :O)

 

 

Plymouth away one year made for a decent story. I'd managed to miss the special so went down on the Inter City, cab to the ground got me there at half time. Walking around the ground on my own, passing the Plymouth fans - wearing a Chelsea scarf!! - and yellng CHELSEA! at them. Nobody had a go, the ones I saw looked a little sheepish, halfheartedly calling back "Plymouth" at me.

So I got round to the massed ranks of Chelsea fans, catching up on news of the days events. The second half flew by, but as is so often the case, I don't remember a thing about the game. And as usual, we were locked in after the final whistle. But we weren't having that. The back of the stand consisted of corrugated iron sheeting which we tore aside in order to get out before the old bill decided it was safe to end the shut-in.

Once out of the ground, we went charging through a park, over gentle rolling hills coming face to face with the main Plymouth mob. It was obvious there was something afoot, because rather than stand our ground, the whisper went out to back track, but not too quickly. And so we turned and jogged away from the Plympouth mob, who scented blood thinking they were going to make a name for themselves by running the Famous Chelsea.

Not so. Crouching behind the next hill were the main body of the Chelsea support. So we simply joined up, waited for the Plymouth to catch up with us ... and gave the dozy unsuspecting sods the shock of their lives! The look of astonishment on their faces was something I can remember to this day. All good fun!

Yep...Went to carlisle in the 70s..On arriving early in the morning, we made ourway to the hotel where the players were staying. It was very cold indeed akin to being in the outer Hebredes in winter...Unchallanged, we entered the hotel, ran to a tv room where some players were...Opened their door, shouted chelsea at the top of our young voices,and inexplicably ran away chuffed with ourselves...(still unchallenged)...To us silly Bs this was exciting...Players prob thought what a bunch of tossers(5 of us)

One story ive already told..(there are so so many), but ill tell it again for the newer siters...Think it was 19721973..ish...We were due to play at the Bridge but it was snowed off...Hundreds decided to go to fulham v sheff weds...Within this match i met a lady called susan white..She was an owls kopite...Blond , slim n in my op,very pretty....We were instantly in love and i held her tight while we watched the match...At the end we all made our way back to stations and we pecked a kiss goodbye...We both forgot at the last mo to exchange home numbers...I tossed n turned that night so madly in youth love....I had to find her...I called SWFC and told my tale..I was called at home by Derek Dooley the manager who said a story will be printed in the prog..On (just got the prog out to check), 17th march1973 a half page story was there..They sent me a prog whichi .I had to reapply for in 1980 aftermy wife of 1979 though all my progs away in spite..Anyway the lady phoned me...We then decided to meet at Hillsboro in our ithink 6th rd fa cup math there...We met ..we went to the match..I stayed at her parents home...Papers, Sheffield star took pics...toing and froing ensued for 6 months but alas the young stuff couldnt handle long distance love and it was finished....In 1990 i got in contact with susan who was now married, as i was, and we met again in a match SW won at hillsboro...It was nice seeing her again.. we had both put on loads of weight in the years but still had a farewell kiss as i headed back to suffolk where i lived at the time...I havent seen her since but every year we send xmas cards to each other..I recieved my one from her only today

Edited December 22, 201213 yr by Mike Carefree

First time we went to Carlisle was in the classic relegation season 74/5. I was on the special and remember somebody doing a headcount that

totalled something like 120, awful long journey and freezing cold day, wouldn't have missed it for the world.

I wasn't on that special on the way up - but I as on the way back. Me and a mate (JP) hitchhiked up there, nothing unusual about that. What I remember is we had a lift in an artic but nodded off (no it's not one of those stories) and missed the Carlisle turn off on the A1. We walked all the way around the outskirts of Darlington before getting a lift to Newcastle, walked across town, then finally got a lift to Carlisle along the old Hadrian's Wall road.

 

And as was so often the case, we bunked back on the special. I say "bunked" but nobody ever checked the tickets on the way back.

Was waiting for a coach to take us to Bristol city early 80's in Battersea which failed to turn up,so someone went over to the bus station and nicked a double decker red bus what was loaded up with crates of beer and we went up there on that.On the way back we saw a sign Barn dance and about 20 of us all skinheads in dm boots went to this barn dance and the locals welcomed us,stomping up and down to take your partners one two three,Got back to Battersea and dumped the bus which was trashed for good measure.

EXCELLENT.....

 

Was waiting for a coach to take us to Bristol city early 80's in Battersea which failed to turn up,so someone went over to the bus station and nicked a double decker red bus what was loaded up with crates of beer and we went up there on that.On the way back we saw a sign Barn dance and about 20 of us all skinheads in dm boots went to this barn dance and the locals welcomed us,stomping up and down to take your partners one two three,Got back to Battersea and dumped the bus which was trashed for good measure.

Did the Carlisle trip twice, first time by coach, 2nd time Soccer special. 75-76 & 76-77, Remember being dropped off by Hadrian's Wall, coach park, Bitter Cold, 13th Dec lost 2-1

Nice story there Mike Carefree.  I don't think I've ever had my pulling pants on at a football match.  Might be a good idea for a new thread.  "Have you ever pulled at a football game?"  To be honest, I always think the calibre of women at football stadiums seems a bit substandard.....you rarely see a stunner.  In fact, the only two times I've ever been sat next to a beauty were abroad.....one when I went to see the Rome Derby in the Stadio Olympico.....but she was with her boyfriend.  And the other was in the Nou Camp in 2005 when Drogba got sent off.  A Spanish Senorita just came and plonker herself down right next to me......in a spare seat in the Chelsea end!?  I was younger then so froze and didn't do anything.....but nowadays I'd have been all over it like a wet flannel.  Would die on my ar*e but I'd still have a shot on goal.

 

Back to the subject matter in this thread.....was anyone at Rotherham when we lost 6-0?  Before my time but I had the goals on my 'Danny Baker's Right Hammerings' video.  Petar Borota was wearing a ludicrous John McEnroe head band and was all at sea for a lot of the goals.

Edited December 27, 201213 yr by BernardLambourde

Yeah i went to Rotherham,one of my worse trips.Set of early by coach to be there for 11 o clock opening time,met on the motorway by the old bill and escorted straight to ground where we were put straight in on the open side bit of terrace,4 hours on a open terrace just waiting for the game to start,pissing down with rain,lost 6-0,missed a twice taken pen,few of ours got slapped in their end,put back on coach and escorted back to motorway to journey home.Support was still great though,still singing when we were 6-0 down.Not one of my better days out with Chelsea.

Nice story there Mike Carefree.  I don't think I've ever had my pulling pants on at a football match.  Might be a good idea for a new thread.  "Have you ever pulled at a football game?"  To be honest, I always think the calibre of women at football stadiums seems a bit substandard.....you rarely see a stunner.  In fact, the only two times I've ever been sat next to a beauty were abroad.....one when I went to see the Rome Derby in the Stadio Olympico.....but she was with her boyfriend.  And the other was in the Nou Camp in 2005 when Drogba got sent off.  A Spanish Senorita just came and plonker herself down right next to me......in a spare seat in the Chelsea end!?  I was younger then so froze and didn't do anything.....but nowadays I'd have been all over it like a wet flannel.  Would die on my ar*e but I'd still have a shot on goal.

 

Back to the subject matter in this thread.....was anyone at Rotherham when we lost 6-0?  Before my time but I had the goals on my 'Danny Baker's Right Hammerings' video.  Petar Borota was wearing a ludicrous John McEnroe head band and was all at sea for a lot of the goals.

 

Huddersfield at home league cup lost 1.0, a certain poster tubbed his now mrs in the shed end ladies bog during the game, at least one Chelsea bod scored that night ;-)

Yes I also went to that Rotherham match but apart from the score remember little else. I think kingy is right not one of the better days out.

As for 'god forsaken places' one of the worst must have been ( and probably still is) Wrexham, what a s**hole, I'd be surprised if anybody argued with me on this one!

I was in the Rotherham end on my own. Long story, but me and a few mates had afters in a pub, having a great old time with the locals. By the time we got in we were already 3-0 down. Pissed as a fart, my mates went over where the main body of our support was gathered, I wandered over towards the Rotherham End. We were so awful, 4-0, 5-0, finally 6-0 down. I turned my back on the game and started wandering through the Rotherham, trying to do a Glasgow accent - which always seems far easier to do when you've had a few, telling them: "I'm no English ya bassa"

When the game finished I walked out with the Rotherham mob, still doing my Glasgow accent, even asking for directions to Glasgow. I remember whispering to some copper that I wasn't really Scottish, and wanted to get back with the Chelsea... to this day I have no idea what happened next. I came to a couple of hours or so later in the back of a carload of Chelsea fans pulling up at a service station. Still dazed I didn't even ask how I'd got there - they were grinning, so there surely was a story to tell. Instead I wandered off and got another lift back to North London, and from there I got a tube home.

 

if anyone from that first car (the one I woke up in) happens to read this and remembers me, I would dearly love if if they could fill in a gap or two for me.

Huddersfield at home league cup lost 1.0, a certain poster tubbed his now mrs in the shed end ladies bog during the game, at least one Chelsea bod scored that night ;-)

Who said romance was dead

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I was at The Bolton Wanderers, Away Game 75-76 or 76-77, I was in the ground early, It was the open, away end, I can't remember if it was raining ?, but rather than get wet, we decided to invade the pitch, and headed for the Bolton end. As the police with dogs moved towards us & the centre of the pitch, from the right hand side,The Bolton fans ran from their end, towards the open end, within about 10 minutes we'd switched ends, I swaggered slowly towards their end, as the the Police ran with dogs toward us, there was a mass panic as the 4ft perimeter wall, was suddenly about 8ft, as there was a dry moat running along it, a mad scramble ensued, but with the help of other fans we made it into the home end. Where we stayed for the whole game. It has to be one of the strangest things I witnessed at football.

Went to the Bolton one as well and its just like Volk said,only thing is i was only 16/17 and with my dad and his mate.I can remember nearly everyone on the train was pissed,walking to the ground i found my mate pissed and asleep just outside so we carried him in and he slept the whole game on the terraces at the away end,i too had to stay at the away end as 1 my mates asleep and 2 I'm with my dad.Anyway we took all the abuse for the chelsea taking their end and for good measure a horse trod on my dad's foot and he nearly got nicked for calling the copper a C**t. Funny the things you remember

Who said romance was dead

 

 

Chelsea v Burnley FA Cup Saturday 28th Jan1978, on arriving at The Bridge, The game was postponed due to waterlogged pitch. The word went round, go to Arsenal v Wolves. Along with quite a few others we went in The North Bank, however a few hundred, managed to group together, in The Clock End, you could hear them for most of the match, the game was televised, & the commentator even gave them a mention. Only 3 days later the game was played, Chelsea winning 6-2. Att 32,168. On the way back at KIngs Cross, a mob of West Ham, stormed the Tube, as we entered the station they lined the platform, there was well over 150+, they had replayed a 1 -1 draw, and had been thrashed 6 -1 at Loftus Rd. They kicked the sh*t out of the Chelsea fans, who were just regular supporters, Scarf's & colours on etc, I tried to leave the tube, by an end door as they piled on, I never wore any colours, to or from grounds, maybe a small pin badge on the underside of my collar, a group of them threw me off the tube and against the wall, I said I was with them, my brother supports West Ham, and I was well clued on games he'd been to, that season, I went with him to a 5-0 League Cup defeat a few months earlier at Nottingham Forest, I told them about the things that had happened at the game, they let me go, that was probably the best West Ham game I'd been to....Lol 

If memory serves I think we played Middlesboro away on New Years day back in the 80’s, can’t remember the exact year and I think it might have even been an 11 o’clock kick off too. Only reason I think it was an early kick off was because after getting hammered in some boozer seeing in the New Year we had to board our coach (in west London) at around 1am.

Carried on drinking all the way up north, don’t remember much of the journey, don’t remember getting to the ground, don’t remember the game and don’t remember getting home.

 

Was my one and only trip to Middlesboro if indeed it was Middlesboro!!

Have a vague recollection of something an old pal said (who is sadly no longer with us) that went along the lines of...

 

Middlesboro was a sh*thole, everything was broken and Ayresome Park was a dump.

 

Any of you guys remember this game or have I got it all wrong?

Edited December 28, 201213 yr by PlateSpin

Nice story there Mike Carefree.  I don't think I've ever had my pulling pants on at a football match.  Might be a good idea for a new thread.  "Have you ever pulled at a football game?"  To be honest, I always think the calibre of women at football stadiums seems a bit substandard.....you rarely see a stunner.  In fact, the only two times I've ever been sat next to a beauty were abroad.....one when I went to see the Rome Derby in the Stadio Olympico.....but she was with her boyfriend.  And the other was in the Nou Camp in 2005 when Drogba got sent off.  A Spanish Senorita just came and plonker herself down right next to me......in a spare seat in the Chelsea end!?  I was younger then so froze and didn't do anything.....but nowadays I'd have been all over it like a wet flannel.  Would die on my ar*e but I'd still have a shot on goal.

 

Back to the subject matter in this thread.....was anyone at Rotherham when we lost 6-0?  Before my time but I had the goals on my 'Danny Baker's Right Hammerings' video.  Petar Borota was wearing a ludicrous John McEnroe head band and was all at sea for a lot of the goals.

No pants required...I know what you mean...A lot of girls i met away would be sheepskinned n booted, but underneath be quite cute.....Ahhhhhhhhhh...Where has all my hair gone

Edited December 28, 201213 yr by Mike Carefree

we played boro in dec 82 plate spin we lost 3-1 darren wood scored for boro!,in 83 we played leicester on the 3rd of january that was an early kick off me and my mates went on the national express from victoria when we got there it was a really long walk from the coach station to the ground so after the game( which we lost 3-0)we decided rather then go through the walk again we'd get on the supporters club train when the geezer came round for the tickets i told him the old bill wouldn't let us go through the town centre and forced us on the train even though we had coach tickets,well this ticket bloke done his nut saying your lucky this is a non stop train or i would have chucked you all off when i said we are all chelsea mate no need for that he started giving me a lecture i couldn't say to much cos i think he would have got us nicked at st pancras if i had

Think I’ve found what I was on about whitewall. The game was played on 2nd January 1984, we lost 2-1 Tony McAndrew scoring for us. I keep forgetting that the internet has all the answers if you look hard enough!

I must have been on the sauce from New Years Eve until we got to the ground

Edited December 29, 201213 yr by PlateSpin

I can remember a trip to Oldham by coach being a good trip,2 coaches turned up at their supporters club to watch the offical supporters play a match against oldham offical supporters and then on the piss after in their bar,lots of banter flying around but no trouble till a mob of man city turned up and the oldham boys and chelsea boys run the city fans together,i can remember them (oldham) waving us off as we boarded our coach late into the night.As for wrexham went there twice and drank in their supporters bar too and can't remember any trouble either,Shrewsbury has a funny story one year, there was a newspaper article on it somewhere,shrewsbury were really in trouble money wise and had only 3 or 4 match balls with the groundsman having to row a boat out to fetch the ball everytime one was kicked over into the river,well the first ball was kicked into the chelsea end and was duely passed along the chelsea fans to be belted out the ground and off went the groundsman,5 mins later the second ball and the same thing,gets down to the the last ball and same thing again just as the groundsman comes puffing and running back with the first ball,had him going the whole of the first half and think the chelsea fans got bored with it in the end,i'd loved to find that article.And another trip to Shrewsbury when it had been snowing and having a snowball fight with speedie and a few other chelsea players.