I've booked coach tickets for my son and myself for the Huddersfield game. I havn't been to an away match by coach since the Cardiff v Charlton 1984 on lewis coaches and have a few questions.
Does the gallon Juice bottle still get passed around if you need a pee?
Are you allowed to have a beer on the coach?
If the coach suffers a puncture, will the driver expect the passengers to change the tyre ?
Is it safe to leave things on the coach (such as your jacket).
What time does the coach usually get to the ground, will I have a chance to take in the huddersfield culture?
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I think thats its only claim to culture.
beer: not sure
coach punture fixed by passengers: i hope not
leave jacket on the coach: i usually do
time of arrival: depends on traffic, a few times this season we have arrived before the gates have even opened
beer - no
beer - no.
got the picture.
Those sixty minute stops are always a highlight. Sod going to any pubs before the games, it's all about the £1.75 a bottle of Diet Coke in Smith's.
So come along if you can handle that.
youth 1 "raaa man this coach is taking long times..."
Youth 2 "Yeah bruv, aint leeds nearer man"
Youth 1 "What... What are those fings in that field man... looking like small chunky horses"
Youth 2 "You thick or somthing.. there cows bruv.."
Youth 1 "shut up..."
Youth 2 "serious bruv them moo cows man, where we get bacon from..."
at this point i cranked my ipod to 11 closed my eyes and started dreaming of being on a remote island with keeley hazel...
My God, you really do want it all.
I would have been tempted to have given em a quid just before the coach was about to leave the services and hoped they missed getting on in time!
On a side note, i remember going to Notts forest a few years back and we missed the first like 15/20 mins of the match. A boring 0-0 aswell!
Just goes to show the state of the education system when they don't know we get bacon fron sheep.
Best thing ive ever heard haha.
Was that the FA Cup game? With the near riot on the way out?
After this there was a barrage of stuff from the stand overlooking the away end. And all that separated us on the way out was a plastic police tape.
I and my 8 yo son ended up hiding in a front yard watching police horses, a helicopter and squads of riot police deal with the situation. Which in the end seemed to be Bristol C v Bristol Police.
Another game where I had to swear my son to silence or else his mum would stop him going away, or even to home games.
and it was pwoper nawty after the game------ahhhhhh the good old days .
A couple of us were using our Charlton scarves, matador style in the middle of complete mayhem.
Brilliant.
What is a hand shandy?
A J Arthur Rank.
A .........
Blimey, was that 1994? I remember shielding my Dad from the barrage of objects coming our way outside.
We were well within our rights not to give 'em the ball back, they were quite happy to play on when they had it.
I took Gary and we stood on the opposite side of the road watching the action.
Mind you Gary was 10 at the time. It was don't tell your mum when we get home.
Defiently doesn't feel like 18 years ago either!