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Hairiest moments involved being surrounded by foes inside grounds at Anfield (Wales - Scotland), Den and White Hart Lane (as referred to earlier in thread). Most concentrated number of Cardiff nutters assembled back then were at Chelsea and Newport.
If that's the game where they clinched promotion, yes, it was scary. We were relegated as well. Seemed every Brum fan was p*ssed. Ran onto the pitch after each of their goals. Was in a section with a mate that def. wasn't an 'away' section. Seems as though in the late 70's, early 80's you could get into anywhere in the ground if you traveled independently - which we invariably did !Originally Posted by insider
Yes we lost two nil
We had a slim chance of staying up if we beat them , hence half of south wales being on that steep away end behind the goal
The crowd was only 15000 mind you , we had over 3000 of that
The week after we played them leeds came to town and it was a full scale riot with one young lad sadly losing his life when a wall collapsed on him
I remember the policing being dreadfu and totally incompetent inside and outside the ground
Birmingham had David Seaman in goal that day.
Our relegation was comfirmed at Plough Lane Wimbledon a few weeks later the same day as the Bradford fire..
Leeds away fa cup 1974? rough as fcuk that day and our transit broke down out side the ground.
Forgot about that one! Mitched off school to attend (13 again). Stood at the front of the Kop, "our" end, with what seemed the whole of Scotland there. Watching the bricks being lobbed back and forth at the back and the steady stream of mostly Welsh fans being carried out with blood pouring. Always remember a 30/40ish Jock telling me that I was lucky that Scotland won else he'd of kicked the shit out of me. As previously said, TWAT.
That's freaky, i was at that game with my then 10yr old, a 40ish bloke walked past the pair of us pre game and made some arsey comment (I couldn't believe it, I was with a feckin' 10yr old!!) What kind of kent behaves like that.
That's the one for me too, went up on the special, okay on the way to the ground, very, very different story trying to get back to the train station. Scary.
The Chelsea game referred to above was in October 1976 I think, we lost 2-1. Anyway we travelled up to North London to stay with an old school friend for the weekend. Train to Liverpool Street, then Tube to Fulham Broadway, all fine until about four stops before our destination. Then the train slowly filled with mad Chelsea fans, some had knives! When the train pulled in to Fulham Broadway and the doors opened the two of us bolted out of the train, out of the station being chased by probably 50 of South London's finest.I was also at that game. I was based at the Merchant Navy training school in Gravesend, Kent. I travelled to WHL with three other cadets. They were a bit naïve (so was I at the age of 17!) and were all wearing City scarves. They soon hid those scarves though as we travelled on the underground with hoards of Spurs fans. Spurs fans had infiltrated the away end with us and were right loons.
The two Spurs fans stood right next to me, as brazen as could be, were telling me how great it was at our place (Ninian) with all the rocks and pieces of concrete flying back and forth on Sloper Road, they both looked in their 40's.
I also travelled on my own to Stamford Bridge, at a time when Chelsea were mental, again, I think that was about '78? They had played Bristol Rovers away at Eastville the Saturday before and rioted, in the mayhem a WPC got knocked unconcious. I saw it all on the HTV West News (my grandmother always tuned her ariel into the west country reception, don't know why!
As we came out of the station and turned the corner we ran in to about 1500 City fans being escorted by the police, cue mayhem as all hell broke lose. We skulked off to safety, but we had tickets in the Home end, so were very, very quite for the rest of the afternoon. The only time I have ever been scared at football.
I have found swansea a bit butterfly inducing on occasions
As a 15 year old boy I caught the X2 from bridgend and it pulled up at the quadrant centre
We were very wet behind the ears and walked into the centre which was rammed with the locals , we tried to act normal but we were bricking it
Luckily Cardiff's lunatics turned out the Jack's ran out to meet them and everything turned to dust
We decided to get into the train escort for the walk back to the station instead of waiting around for the bus back to bridgend
Orient away in 1988. First ever away game and being young and stupid decided to go on the train on my own. Vaguely knew other city fans at central so hooked up with them. Unbeknown to me Chelsea were playing West Ham the same day. There were older Chelsea fans from wales on the train and basically we jumped off a moving train at Newport as they started swinging for us. Arrived late in London, got to Leyton station about half hour after game had started to be greeted by about 80 angry looking West Ham fans in opp platform. Game with Chelsea had been cancelled so they were at ours. 6 of us calmly walked as all sorts rained down across platform. Usain bolt wouldn’t have caught us as we left the station.
300 or so cardiff still trying to get in as we arrived who had just given the West Ham we encountered a good seeing too, so wonder they looked so happy. Pitch invasions by ours during game chasing West Ham out of the ground, cardiff fans stabbed outside. I was very glad to get to Paddington that day.
I got the train from Cardiff to Rock Ferry and then double-decker buses took us to the ground. On the way, we saw nothing but Jocks, however, when we arrived outside the Kop End, you could see Welsh scarfs hanging out of those narrow, slit-like, windows they have high up. "Great!", I thought, the Jocks could have threequarters of the ground for all I cared, as long as we have a full Kop End of 20,000+ taffs, who cares!Forgot about that one! Mitched off school to attend (13 again). Stood at the front of the Kop, "our" end
How wrong I was... we were squashed up in the far right corner (looking down at the pitch) and they hurled everything at us, bottles, empty cans, half-full cans, lighters, coins.. the lot!
I was 16 at the time and nervous as hell - but one funny moment was a City lad, Ching, perhaps some of you will remember him from the 70's and 80's (from Canton)? Well, anyway - the missiles are flying over towards us and he stands up on one of the crush barriers and shouts to us.. "C'mon, there they are. Over there"! - he was urging us to have a go at them, but it was the they way in which he felt the need to point out where 18,000 Jocks might be.. we were bloody surrounded by 'em!
Frankly any small northern town in the 80’s was scary.
Not sure if they lobotomise them all at birth and then fed them steroids but it certainly looked like that was the case and then there were the men.
Grim up north did not even begin to cover it.
Can't believe that was ten years ago, great trip, the whole stand was bouncing.Leicester away, in the first leg of the play/off !!!!
When Whitt’s scores, I thought the bloody stand was going to collapse, it bounced so much
I was at both of those games, Birmingham and then Wimbledon when we were relegated in 1985, New street was always an interesting place back in the day
I do remember Ching, yes.I got the train from Cardiff to Rock Ferry and then double-decker buses took us to the ground. On the way, we saw nothing but Jocks, however, when we arrived outside the Kop End, you could see Welsh scarfs hanging out of those narrow, slit-like, windows they have high up. "Great!", I thought, the Jocks could have threequarters of the ground for all I cared, as long as we have a full Kop End of 20,000+ taffs, who cares!
How wrong I was... we were squashed up in the far right corner (looking down at the pitch) and they hurled everything at us, bottles, empty cans, half-full cans, lighters, coins.. the lot!
I was 16 at the time and nervous as hell - but one funny moment was a City lad, Ching, perhaps some of you will remember him from the 70's and 80's (from Canton)? Well, anyway - the missiles are flying over towards us and he stands up on one of the crush barriers and shouts to us.. "C'mon, there they are. Over there"! - he was urging us to have a go at them, but it was the they way in which he felt the need to point out where 18,000 Jocks might be.. we were bloody surrounded by 'em!
Three occasions come to mind:
1. Away at Ashton Gate vs Bristol City. My son's friend (a Wurzel) got us two tickets as we had missed the CCFC allocation. We had to sit in what was their equivalent of the Canton End I guess, amongst some of the roughest Wurzels imaginable. We didn't dare speak during the whole 90 minutes!
2. Away at Highbury in the FA Cup. I think it was one of the last, maybe the very last, game that Arsenal played there. I was on my own and happily set off from the ground back to the Tube station the way I had come only to find the road blocked by a row of burly bobbies linking arms across the street. I felt sure that they would let a harmless, lone, geriatric City supporter through - did they 'eck! I had to wend my way through totally unfamiliar streets with lots of Gunner fans on the look out for City fans - not pleasant. It took nearly an hour to find the Tube station!
3. Wales vs Scotland, home international, early 80's(?) at the Vetch Field. Accidentally ended up with the Jocks in what was effectively a locked cage behind the goal. Thankfully most of them around me were so drunk that by half time they were asleep on the terraces.
The Scotland game at Anfield lives long in the memory. The FAW basically cut their own fans adrift (or Rorke’s Drift). It was more or less we’re filling the ground with Jocks, we’ll be ok up in hospitality, be careful down there. They sold us down the river, twats.
The commentary for the penalty is hilarious. Even kept it going through the slo-mos.
Is that the ‘Wales end’ the penalty is taken at?
It certainly was. Not that you would notice in any video taken of that game, but from that camera angle, we are in the top left-hand corner... somewhereThe commentary for the penalty is hilarious. Even kept it going through the slo-mos.
Is that the ‘Wales end’ the penalty is taken at?
You're absolutely right. Sacrificed the safety of their own fans for the colour of money.
Our supposed end was the Kip, the goals were scored at the other end weren’t they?
The Kip
Leeds 1974. Bad news!
Swansea away, mid nineties. Had a bad pie. Thought I was going to sh!t myself inside out.
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