[cite]Posted By: Cwissywissypowell[/cite]Think it's time to face the fact we will never be bigger or better than Millwall.. :-(
And palace look likely to stay up too!!
I won't be wasting my time with this game, can not see us getting anything from this game.
Steady on, mate ........ it's only a knock around pre-season friendly.
It's just an experimental training game for fitness and match practice, before competitive league matches start.
And if the weather's nice, it's a day out in the sunshine and a chance to have a few beers with your mates.
I was at the friendly when JFH and Walker scored. Strange what happened to Walker - he's currently without a club.
It was the least friendly friendly I have ever been to. Never in a million years thought we'd be going back for another friendly, but with us in the lower division.
[cite]Posted By: Saga Lout[/cite]I was at the friendly when JFH and Walker scored. Strange what happened to Walker - he's currently without a club.
It was the least friendly friendly I have ever been to. Never in a million years thought we'd be going back for another friendly, but with us in the lower division.
Can't recall anything particularly unfriendly about the last friendly?
No but the potential is always there. Millwall and Palace need to get significantly higher average crowds than us in the higher division before either can claim to be bigger - but better - that is another story.
[cite]Posted By: Saga Lout[/cite]I was at the friendly when JFH and Walker scored. Strange what happened to Walker - he's currently without a club.
It was the least friendly friendly I have ever been to. Never in a million years thought we'd be going back for another friendly, but with us in the lower division.
Can't recall anything particularly unfriendly about the last friendly?
Well, that's my recollection - maybe it's "banter" to a certain faction of the Millwall support (I'm not including you in that SLL), but it sounded more like vitriol or abuse from where I was standing.
Also, I thought we took a few fans down?
I agree with you - I can't see it being a very popular game for the Millwall fans this time round, given our relative positions these days.
I think last time we brought 1,500 or so out of a crowd of 4k last time. I also think we scored first and they equalised with a screamer before slipped in to second gear.
2pm, London Bridge station - Platform 13 for South Bermondsey, and all's quiet. First trip to the New Den for an away game. It's a funny feeling, especially as the journey's so short. Do I look conspicuous? No. There's plenty of people going to the game, but hardly hundreds of them. Oh, crikey, two rather sad-looking Charlton fans in old, fading kit. Silly buggers. The police are milling around having a chat. But at South Bermondsey, all remains quiet, and taking the sharp right into the away fans' end feels like a cop-out.
Here are again, the start of the season - but instead of greeting old mates at Welling, it's people-watching at Millwall. Or, to be more accurate, watching to our left, a block full of young fans trade abuse with our own fans. But there's a difference. Most of our fans are laughing and smiling. They're snarling. At £10, Alan McLeary's testimonial is cheaper than a trip to the zoo.
And looking around the place, with Charlton fans making up a sixth of the 5,750 attendance, there was a strange atmosphere around the three-quarters empty New Den. Welcome to the Dowie era, with Millwall looking as weak as we did at the start of the Curbishley era. How times change.
On the pitch, real class. Jimmy Floyd Hasselbaink's 10th-minute opener got things going, a fine free kick after Lloyd Sam was brought down by Marvin Williams. Charlton cruised it, Millwall looked poor.
But the hosts edged their way back into it - their bright hopes, Williams and Marvin Elliot, made our midfield (Ambrose, Hughes, Holland, Sam, Alistair John) and defence (Young, Youga, Sorondo, Fortune) look a bit confused to say the least. Getting in all the right places, only the Lions' finishing let them down. But at least it meant Stephan Andersen got a decent work out. Which he did, until Marvin Elliot walloped one home from the rest of the box.
Equality didn't last - Darren Ambrose headed home coolly just before half-time to make it 2-1.
A wholesale change of team by Charlton meant a fresh set of Premiership legs faced a wearying set of League One limbs. And I never thought I'd see one of these again - a goal from a Talal El Karkouri free-kick? I thought he was off. He'll be in Dowie's good books. And ex-Addicks academy kid James Walker fired home four minutes later to make it four.
Charlton were back on cruise control, and Millwall ran out of steam. Police arrived in the east stand midway through the second-half and picked out some of the kids, clambering over stewards as if we weren't 200 yards away. The rest of the Millwall fans didn't throw up a fuss.
(Millwall's fans' director has since said they were throwing coins, and the policing costs will have to be taken out of McLeary's testimonial money. Not a happy story.)
On the pitch, our second-half team included French triallist Frank Dja Djedeje, a fact I've only found out now I'm home, so I can't tell you what he was like. Dennis Rommedahl was patchy at best, Jerome Thomas looked okay, Darren Randolph in goal had almost nothing to do. It was that kind of half. Not much you can read much into.
The final whistle came, the kids in the east stand flew out to start trouble/ get back home for tea, and Iain Dowie came over to the away end to applaud the Charlton fans. Nothing to write home about, but even on half-speed we look a little more cohesive than of late. And it's satisfying to have sent the Millwall off with a flea in their ear, especially after their first-half endeavours. Maybe the future's not so bad for them either. Off the field, their old heads have a few lessons to teach their younger heads...
It's Hibs next on the Charlton pre-season tour - I'll next meet it against New Zealand at The Valley. But it's going to be a journey of discovery for us - and our side.
6.30pm, New Cross Road - a couple of post-match pints with Charlton and Millwall fans, laughing at the antics of the "nursery". From New Cross station, a group of 20 young lads appear. "We are Millwall..." they bellow. They must have travelled via a rendezvous at London Bridge station. They walk into the Amersham Arms... and are shown the door by a group of aged Irishmen, engrossed in the hurling on TV. They walk into an off-licence, and back out of it again. Then they try to swagger into the Walpole... and are told they aren't welcome. They aren't happy. Finally, they jump on a 177 towards Greenwich. No-one likes them - but I think they care.
Saga - if you're just referring to the unfriendly abuse/banter from the kiddies to your left, then what do you expect from a "derby"? Not going to singing love songs and swapping flowers just because it's a friendly game!
Quite a different team you had then, how times have changed. It was a cracker of a goal from Elliot. That's all I can really remember about the match!
[cite]Posted By: mascot88[/cite]
maybe, just maybe spend 10 million on curbs, spend 20 mill on the squad and stop fluffing around hoping for a miracle...
2pm, London Bridge station - Platform 13 for South Bermondsey, and all's quiet. First trip to the New Den for an away game. It's a funny feeling, especially as the journey's so short. Do I look conspicuous? No. There's plenty of people going to the game, but hardly hundreds of them. Oh, crikey, two rather sad-looking Charlton fans in old, fading kit. Silly buggers. The police are milling around having a chat. But at South Bermondsey, all remains quiet, and taking the sharp right into the away fans' end feels like a cop-out.
Here are again, the start of the season - but instead of greeting old mates at Welling, it's people-watching at Millwall. Or, to be more accurate, watching to our left, a block full of young fans trade abuse with our own fans. But there's a difference. Most of our fans are laughing and smiling. They're snarling. At £10, Alan McLeary's testimonial is cheaper than a trip to the zoo.
And looking around the place, with Charlton fans making up a sixth of the 5,750 attendance, there was a strange atmosphere around the three-quarters empty New Den. Welcome to the Dowie era, with Millwall looking as weak as we did at the start of the Curbishley era. How times change.
On the pitch, real class. Jimmy Floyd Hasselbaink's 10th-minute opener got things going, a fine free kick after Lloyd Sam was brought down by Marvin Williams. Charlton cruised it, Millwall looked poor.
But the hosts edged their way back into it - their bright hopes, Williams and Marvin Elliot, made our midfield (Ambrose, Hughes, Holland, Sam, Alistair John) and defence (Young, Youga, Sorondo, Fortune) look a bit confused to say the least. Getting in all the right places, only the Lions' finishing let them down. But at least it meant Stephan Andersen got a decent work out. Which he did, until Marvin Elliot walloped one home from the rest of the box.
Equality didn't last - Darren Ambrose headed home coolly just before half-time to make it 2-1.
A wholesale change of team by Charlton meant a fresh set of Premiership legs faced a wearying set of League One limbs. And I never thought I'd see one of these again - a goal from a Talal El Karkouri free-kick? I thought he was off. He'll be in Dowie's good books. And ex-Addicks academy kid James Walker fired home four minutes later to make it four.
Charlton were back on cruise control, and Millwall ran out of steam. Police arrived in the east stand midway through the second-half and picked out some of the kids, clambering over stewards as if we weren't 200 yards away. The rest of the Millwall fans didn't throw up a fuss.
(Millwall's fans' director has since said they were throwing coins, and the policing costs will have to be taken out of McLeary's testimonial money. Not a happy story.)
On the pitch, our second-half team included French triallist Frank Dja Djedeje, a fact I've only found out now I'm home, so I can't tell you what he was like. Dennis Rommedahl was patchy at best, Jerome Thomas looked okay, Darren Randolph in goal had almost nothing to do. It was that kind of half. Not much you can read much into.
The final whistle came, the kids in the east stand flew out to start trouble/ get back home for tea, and Iain Dowie came over to the away end to applaud the Charlton fans. Nothing to write home about, but even on half-speed we look a little more cohesive than of late. And it's satisfying to have sent the Millwall off with a flea in their ear, especially after their first-half endeavours. Maybe the future's not so bad for them either. Off the field, their old heads have a few lessons to teach their younger heads...
It's Hibs next on the Charlton pre-season tour - I'll next meet it against New Zealand at The Valley. But it's going to be a journey of discovery for us - and our side.
6.30pm, New Cross Road - a couple of post-match pints with Charlton and Millwall fans, laughing at the antics of the "nursery". From New Cross station, a group of 20 young lads appear. "We are Millwall..." they bellow. They must have travelled via a rendezvous at London Bridge station. They walk into the Amersham Arms... and are shown the door by a group of aged Irishmen, engrossed in the hurling on TV. They walk into an off-licence, and back out of it again. Then they try to swagger into the Walpole... and are told they aren't welcome. They aren't happy. Finally, they jump on a 177 towards Greenwich. No-one likes them - but I think they care.
How times have changed...... my word ......... what a catastrophic failure, barring administration we couldnt have made worse and poorer decisions, and 5 yr destruction of a well run club, the collapse has been so steep... we can do nothing but take it... but my word it has been a tough road .... maybe in five yrs we will be back on the up... disaster disaster diasaster........ im so low right now.....
[cite]Posted By: mascot88[/cite]
maybe, just maybe spend 10 million on curbs, spend 20 mill on the squad and stop fluffing around hoping for a miracle...
You've just asked for a miracle.
no mate, our miracle happened... and its gone ... finished ... over...
Something I doubt we will ever see from that little club over in peckham.. just a sniff at it would keep them happy for decades...
Indeed. I'd love two years up there, then get relegated due to financial reasons or something. Sod being in prem week in, week out, with the soulless stadiums, happy clappy face paint fans, all seater arenas, overpriced tickets, matches being played at any other time than 3pm on a Saturday, having to be treated to refs favouring the big teams every week, the cheating, the diving, the moaning, etc.
Something I doubt we will ever see from that little club over in peckham.. just a sniff at it would keep them happy for decades...
Indeed. I'd love two years up there, then get relegated due to financial reasons or something. Sod being in prem week in, week out, with the soulless stadiums, happy clappy face paint fans, all seater arenas, overpriced tickets, matches being played at any other time than 3pm on a Saturday, having to be treated to refs favouring the big teams every week, the cheating, the diving, the moaning, etc.
Green Eyes by Coldplay, must be your favourite song?
Something I doubt we will ever see from that little club over in peckham.. just a sniff at it would keep them happy for decades...
Indeed. I'd love two years up there, then get relegated due to financial reasons or something. Sod being in prem week in, week out, with the soulless stadiums, happy clappy face paint fans, all seater arenas, overpriced tickets, matches being played at any other time than 3pm on a Saturday, having to be treated to refs favouring the big teams every week, the cheating, the diving, the moaning, etc.
Green Eyes by Coldplay, must be your favourite song?
You can spend all day aspiring to be somewhere you're not wanted and don't belong. I've enjoyed following my team with my mates at whichever level. I'd love to take our solid 3,000 up to Anfield, Emirates, White Hart Lane etc, liven the premiership up a bit, annoy people, wind them up, have Rooney & Cole shitting themselves at The Den....but week in, week out of that self loving arrogant pompous cheating shit on everyone else league? Football at that level has changed so much. Most Chelsea, Arsenal, etc are fed up with the new fans that come. Blackpool fans are fed up with all the wallies that come to watch them now. It won't be the same. We'll sell our soul. The middle classes will flock. The banter, abuse, wit & laughs will become more isolated at the Den, we'll be watched more, pushed out, taken over, before too long I'll be in the pub moaning that I can't afford to go, that I can't swear or shout, that nobody stands up any more, that The Den has become an easy place for teams to come & play. I don't want that. You may want all that. Most of us don't, which is why we're so very different.
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Steady on, mate ........ it's only a knock around pre-season friendly.
It's just an experimental training game for fitness and match practice, before competitive league matches start.
And if the weather's nice, it's a day out in the sunshine and a chance to have a few beers with your mates.
You hardly brought anyone, rubbish atmosphere. Rather Tottenham, Chelsea or West Ham.....
It was the least friendly friendly I have ever been to. Never in a million years thought we'd be going back for another friendly, but with us in the lower division.
Good to see some Charlton fans are accepting the reality and not all in the same mindset of Leeds & Southampton fans.
Can't recall anything particularly unfriendly about the last friendly?
Well, that's my recollection - maybe it's "banter" to a certain faction of the Millwall support (I'm not including you in that SLL), but it sounded more like vitriol or abuse from where I was standing.
Also, I thought we took a few fans down?
I agree with you - I can't see it being a very popular game for the Millwall fans this time round, given our relative positions these days.
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Millwall 1-4 Charlton
Proper reports: cafc.co.uk, millwallfc.co.uk (need password? - bugmenot.com).
2pm, London Bridge station - Platform 13 for South Bermondsey, and all's quiet. First trip to the New Den for an away game. It's a funny feeling, especially as the journey's so short. Do I look conspicuous? No. There's plenty of people going to the game, but hardly hundreds of them. Oh, crikey, two rather sad-looking Charlton fans in old, fading kit. Silly buggers. The police are milling around having a chat. But at South Bermondsey, all remains quiet, and taking the sharp right into the away fans' end feels like a cop-out.
Here are again, the start of the season - but instead of greeting old mates at Welling, it's people-watching at Millwall. Or, to be more accurate, watching to our left, a block full of young fans trade abuse with our own fans. But there's a difference. Most of our fans are laughing and smiling. They're snarling. At £10, Alan McLeary's testimonial is cheaper than a trip to the zoo.
And looking around the place, with Charlton fans making up a sixth of the 5,750 attendance, there was a strange atmosphere around the three-quarters empty New Den. Welcome to the Dowie era, with Millwall looking as weak as we did at the start of the Curbishley era. How times change.
On the pitch, real class. Jimmy Floyd Hasselbaink's 10th-minute opener got things going, a fine free kick after Lloyd Sam was brought down by Marvin Williams. Charlton cruised it, Millwall looked poor.
But the hosts edged their way back into it - their bright hopes, Williams and Marvin Elliot, made our midfield (Ambrose, Hughes, Holland, Sam, Alistair John) and defence (Young, Youga, Sorondo, Fortune) look a bit confused to say the least. Getting in all the right places, only the Lions' finishing let them down. But at least it meant Stephan Andersen got a decent work out. Which he did, until Marvin Elliot walloped one home from the rest of the box.
Equality didn't last - Darren Ambrose headed home coolly just before half-time to make it 2-1.
A wholesale change of team by Charlton meant a fresh set of Premiership legs faced a wearying set of League One limbs. And I never thought I'd see one of these again - a goal from a Talal El Karkouri free-kick? I thought he was off. He'll be in Dowie's good books. And ex-Addicks academy kid James Walker fired home four minutes later to make it four.
Charlton were back on cruise control, and Millwall ran out of steam. Police arrived in the east stand midway through the second-half and picked out some of the kids, clambering over stewards as if we weren't 200 yards away. The rest of the Millwall fans didn't throw up a fuss.
(Millwall's fans' director has since said they were throwing coins, and the policing costs will have to be taken out of McLeary's testimonial money. Not a happy story.)
On the pitch, our second-half team included French triallist Frank Dja Djedeje, a fact I've only found out now I'm home, so I can't tell you what he was like. Dennis Rommedahl was patchy at best, Jerome Thomas looked okay, Darren Randolph in goal had almost nothing to do. It was that kind of half. Not much you can read much into.
The final whistle came, the kids in the east stand flew out to start trouble/ get back home for tea, and Iain Dowie came over to the away end to applaud the Charlton fans. Nothing to write home about, but even on half-speed we look a little more cohesive than of late. And it's satisfying to have sent the Millwall off with a flea in their ear, especially after their first-half endeavours. Maybe the future's not so bad for them either. Off the field, their old heads have a few lessons to teach their younger heads...
It's Hibs next on the Charlton pre-season tour - I'll next meet it against New Zealand at The Valley. But it's going to be a journey of discovery for us - and our side.
6.30pm, New Cross Road - a couple of post-match pints with Charlton and Millwall fans, laughing at the antics of the "nursery". From New Cross station, a group of 20 young lads appear. "We are Millwall..." they bellow. They must have travelled via a rendezvous at London Bridge station. They walk into the Amersham Arms... and are shown the door by a group of aged Irishmen, engrossed in the hurling on TV. They walk into an off-licence, and back out of it again. Then they try to swagger into the Walpole... and are told they aren't welcome. They aren't happy. Finally, they jump on a 177 towards Greenwich. No-one likes them - but I think they care.
Ha ha!
Were you part of the Scottish 60s band, McLovin Spoon Fall .....?
What was their number 1, "Summer in the Shitty"?
Bit like a pre-season friendly at the New Den.
Quite a different team you had then, how times have changed. It was a cracker of a goal from Elliot. That's all I can really remember about the match!
Christ I hate the world right now.........
Spend some money, get in a manager that can actually make it work and end our collective nightmare.....
maybe, just maybe spend 10 million on curbs, spend 20 mill on the squad and stop fluffing around hoping for a miracle...
You've just asked for a miracle.
You got one last season. You actually won a playoff final.
;o)
How times have changed...... my word ......... what a catastrophic failure, barring administration we couldnt have made worse and poorer decisions, and 5 yr destruction of a well run club, the collapse has been so steep... we can do nothing but take it... but my word it has been a tough road .... maybe in five yrs we will be back on the up... disaster disaster diasaster........ im so low right now.....
no mate, our miracle happened... and its gone ... finished ... over...
Without spending £2m, let alone £20m!
they will be more pissed off about this than us !
ill take us happy or sad....
good or bad.......
it is just a shame that we almost got established, we almost made it...
Something I doubt we will ever see from that little club over in peckham.. just a sniff at it would keep them happy for decades...
Indeed. I'd love two years up there, then get relegated due to financial reasons or something. Sod being in prem week in, week out, with the soulless stadiums, happy clappy face paint fans, all seater arenas, overpriced tickets, matches being played at any other time than 3pm on a Saturday, having to be treated to refs favouring the big teams every week, the cheating, the diving, the moaning, etc.
Green Eyes by Coldplay, must be your favourite song?
You can spend all day aspiring to be somewhere you're not wanted and don't belong. I've enjoyed following my team with my mates at whichever level. I'd love to take our solid 3,000 up to Anfield, Emirates, White Hart Lane etc, liven the premiership up a bit, annoy people, wind them up, have Rooney & Cole shitting themselves at The Den....but week in, week out of that self loving arrogant pompous cheating shit on everyone else league? Football at that level has changed so much. Most Chelsea, Arsenal, etc are fed up with the new fans that come. Blackpool fans are fed up with all the wallies that come to watch them now. It won't be the same. We'll sell our soul. The middle classes will flock. The banter, abuse, wit & laughs will become more isolated at the Den, we'll be watched more, pushed out, taken over, before too long I'll be in the pub moaning that I can't afford to go, that I can't swear or shout, that nobody stands up any more, that The Den has become an easy place for teams to come & play. I don't want that. You may want all that. Most of us don't, which is why we're so very different.
80's I'd prefer.