Funny you should say that, out walking the dog yesterday. Saw a robin seeing on a fence by First Avenue up by Bostall Heath. The thing is it didnt fly away as I was by. Thought to myself 1-0 to Charlton, must have a bet on.
Didn't do it, later check the horse result and see first avenue came it @ 20/1. It was a sign, just realise it.
I had a dream last night where we were losing 2-0 at half time. The 2nd goal was on the stroke of half time and was from a corner. Ben Hamer had a technique to face the wrong way when a corner was taken and then turn quickly when the ball was mid-air to keep himself more alert. What happened was he ended up facing the wrong way and their player had a simple nod in for the goal. The crowd went mental at Hamer.
Dream ended there, so no 2nd half update. The real excitement though come before the game. As the pubs were closed, a couple of us were sitting in what seemed like a dressing room getting changed. A big group of Millwall come in and asked for directions to somewhere. I gave the directions to a guy i seemed to know, he said Cheers Smudge, then punched me in the face, breaking my nose. He seemed really guilty about it, pulling a face to suggest he had been made to do it. Heavily outnumbered i had to simply sit and take it, but i was surprised it did not hurt more.
Strangely, the Covered End was at the point of pre-upper tier development, with no roof on the original Covered End.
I had a dream last night where we were losing 2-0 at half time. The 2nd goal was on the stroke of half time and was from a corner. Ben Hamer had a technique to face the wrong way when a corner was taken and then turn quickly when the ball was mid-air to keep himself more alert. What happened was he ended up facing the wrong way and their player had a simple nod in for the goal. The crowd went mental at Hamer.
Dream ended there, so no 2nd half update. The real excitement though come before the game. As the pubs were closed, a couple of us were sitting in what seemed like a dressing room getting changed. A big group of Millwall come in and asked for directions to somewhere. I gave the directions to a guy i seemed to know, he said Cheers Smudge, then punched me in the face, breaking my nose. He seemed really guilty about it, pulling a face to suggest he had been made to do it. Heavily outnumbered i had to simply sit and take it, but i was surprised it did not hurt more.
Strangely, the Covered End was at the point of pre-upper tier development, with no roof on the original Covered End.
I had a dream last night where we were losing 2-0 at half time. The 2nd goal was on the stroke of half time and was from a corner. Ben Hamer had a technique to face the wrong way when a corner was taken and then turn quickly when the ball was mid-air to keep himself more alert. What happened was he ended up facing the wrong way and their player had a simple nod in for the goal. The crowd went mental at Hamer.
Dream ended there, so no 2nd half update. The real excitement though come before the game. As the pubs were closed, a couple of us were sitting in what seemed like a dressing room getting changed. A big group of Millwall come in and asked for directions to somewhere. I gave the directions to a guy i seemed to know, he said Cheers Smudge, then punched me in the face, breaking my nose. He seemed really guilty about it, pulling a face to suggest he had been made to do it. Heavily outnumbered i had to simply sit and take it, but i was surprised it did not hurt more.
Strangely, the Covered End was at the point of pre-upper tier development, with no roof on the original Covered End.
Must admit, I've had better dreams.
I love the Ben Hamer corner technique, made me laugh out loud, just how do our brains come up with these things. I am 44 and last night started going through positive scenarios about next saturday before I drift off to sleep just as I did when I was 12!
Excited already and refusing to allow the last 100 years form in this fixture to cloud my optimism
Charlton 4 Millwall 0 and we'll all live happily ever after...
Yep , i'll take that , Slap up fry up Brekkie early doors , 4-0 win over Millwall , followed by a few renditions of Jeremy Kyle ... sounds like a perfect day to me.
For God only speaks to the one true Lord (Curbs) and he only speaks to the chosen one, Saint Christopher of the Powellites.
For it is written on the holy tablets (No Substitute by Keith Peacock £9-99 from the Valley superstore) that Saint Yann from the land of frogs will rise up against the unclean hordes from Bermondsey and smite them down with his sword as the noon day sun has passeth over the red Valley after the ides of March.
And there will be great singing and dancing in the Floyd Road and it will be unwise to travel on public transport in south London until after 6pm.
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Didn't do it, later check the horse result and see first avenue came it @ 20/1. It was a sign, just realise it.
I had a dream last night where we were losing 2-0 at half time. The 2nd goal was on the stroke of half time and was from a corner. Ben Hamer had a technique to face the wrong way when a corner was taken and then turn quickly when the ball was mid-air to keep himself more alert. What happened was he ended up facing the wrong way and their player had a simple nod in for the goal. The crowd went mental at Hamer.
Dream ended there, so no 2nd half update. The real excitement though come before the game. As the pubs were closed, a couple of us were sitting in what seemed like a dressing room getting changed. A big group of Millwall come in and asked for directions to somewhere. I gave the directions to a guy i seemed to know, he said Cheers Smudge, then punched me in the face, breaking my nose. He seemed really guilty about it, pulling a face to suggest he had been made to do it. Heavily outnumbered i had to simply sit and take it, but i was surprised it did not hurt more.
Strangely, the Covered End was at the point of pre-upper tier development, with no roof on the original Covered End.
Must admit, I've had better dreams.
I saw next doors ginger tom licking his lips today! : (
Hope it's not a sign!
Excited already and refusing to allow the last 100 years form in this fixture to cloud my optimism
Dream on my friends. Dream on.
For God only speaks to the one true Lord (Curbs) and he only speaks to the chosen one, Saint Christopher of the Powellites.
For it is written on the holy tablets (No Substitute by Keith Peacock £9-99 from the Valley superstore) that Saint Yann from the land of frogs will rise up against the unclean hordes from Bermondsey and smite them down with his sword as the noon day sun has passeth over the red Valley after the ides of March.
And there will be great singing and dancing in the Floyd Road and it will be unwise to travel on public transport in south London until after 6pm.
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