I was walking through the streets of Vancouver this morning, all suited and booted, when I noticed a guy wearing a CAFC top and rainjacket. Now this isn't something you see everyday here in Vancouver so i was a little over excited and shouted at him "Oi Mate, Nice Jacket, Charllllllllton". I think I scared the sh*t out of him as he started walking at a rapid pace and hardly acknowledged me. So if the guy in question reads this site I'm sorry.
I did this to Chrissy Powell in the WHSmith at Victoria station once as well.
Anyone ever done the same thing?
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But like you say other side of the world different matter
I wouldn't approach someone with the shirt on for the reason Steve enunciated!
"Hey, Charlton Fan!" I yelled.
Twice.
Then his wife, following behind, got his attention for me. (A bit embarrassing otherwise!) We had a quick chat - they were on a weekend break in Scotland - the father and one of the daughters are regulars at The Valley. Could have happily chatted for a bit longer, but then realised I was in danger of missing my train...
He said people kept coming up to him while he was wearing his Charlton shirt and say with a big smile "Kishishev".
I occasionally shout at people wearing Charlton shirts normally between 3pm and 4.45pm on a Saturday afternoon
He was mucking about with a few other kids who were wearing the usual (Gooners, Man U and a Millwall top) so i shouted "up the addicks".
the kids face was a picture - he was well chuffed!
We used to drink in a locals pub next door to our appartments where they also showed the footy and they all laughed when I told them which 'EPL' club I supported. On my last but one day there, which was also my birthday, had arranged to pop in and play darts and cards with them in the bar, and they had pinned up a Charlton shirt on the ceiling in my honour.No idea where they got hold of it. Then they took all my money in a strange Singaporean card game !!!
standing in line in a Dulles Airport parking lot waiting for a shuttle bus to the departure gate for a flight to Las Vegas, the father of a British family concluding their American vacation behind us tapped my shoulder and asked where I got the Addicks baseball cap on my head. When I replied that I bought it outside the Valley, he turned to my wife and said, "Because if someone got that for him as a gift, that's a cruel, cruel joke."
in January of this year, we had just landed in Baltra and I was reading the OS's report of ZZ's performance in the home fixture against Blackpool on my blackberry when I looked up to see an older gent staring at me. He said, pointing to my hat, "do you support Charlton?" "Up the Addicks" I replied, to wit he said, "Why? They're horrible" and walked away to his tour bus leaving my wife and sisters to laugh at me for the duration of our trip to Puerto Villamil.
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From what I can remember just about every club has their shirts pirated in Asia. Prolly cost them a few Sing $$ and was made in a back street factory somewhere.
Blimey, that's three of us then! ;0)