One thing you've never done at a football match

I've NEVER left early . Partly because I'm a tightwad and want my money's worth ... Or at least the whole 90 whatsoever minutes worth of mental cruelty and torment that I've paid for .

Mostly though , because as we all know , amazing stuff often happens as the clock ticks it's last few tocks.
So ... One thing YOU'VE never done at a football match 🙂
Same as you Mull even through the HORRIBLE EIGHTIES I never left early, standing on the Kop watching some dire matches .

I wonder was it loyalty or stupidly 😊
 
Never been in corporate.
Rarely join in chants.
Rarely eat during the match.
Rarely buy a drink.

I'm basically the type of fan clubs don't want. If everyone was like me it'd be a virtually silent crowd of people stood with their hands in their pockets and spending no money.
 
Never left early and never touched the match ball.

Even in a sparse West Paddock the ball never came my way.

I came out of the bar in the North end if the West just after half time at a match v the knobbers and the ball was 5yds infront of me. Like a leaping salmon I duly headed it better than Nelson or Mark McGregor ever did, and received a resounding cheer and clap from the Pool fans nearby.
The game ended 0 -0 and as dull as it was, my header made the knobbers official website match report with something along the lines of "he celebrated like his header had just won the world cup ' 🤣

At Brighton away and Pool hanging on 2-1 up late in the game at the Goldstone the ball came in to the away end for a Brighton corner. I caught it and promptly ran up and down the terrace steps with the ball for a prolonged ammount of time, whilst clapped and cheered on by the travelling Pool fans.
Those were the days of 1 ball games and the ref got so fed up with waiting that he blew for full time, securing a 2-1 Pool win.
Rick Holden referenced this in his autobiography as one of the funniest things he had seen at a natch.

There's 1 common factor in both of these scenarios, an over exuberant quaffing of alcohol on my part.... Kids remember it's not clever and it's not smart😇
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Never left early and never touched the match ball.

Even in a sparse West Paddock the ball never came my way.
Flew back from. New Zealand with my youngest boy. Home to Peterborough in the North and a shot over the bar, and my boy catches it above his head. He freezes as no idea what to do. The crowd are chanting keep it, and the goalie is waving for it back and the stewards are closing in.
 
Imagine how those who left early at the 1953 Cup Final felt?😁👍
At least they beat the traffic and that's what's important, apparently.

I've followed it through in other aspects of life, so with 10 minutes to go, I always leave the theatre and cinema. So I miss the end, and block the view for those still there, but does it matter?

I'm home before the rush, that's what matters.

BTW, I still can't figure out all the fuss about The Sixth Sense. Bruce Willis was such a good grief counsellor and got on well with that boy. Did he see any more dead people?
 
The last roll of san Izal that accidentally flew out of my hand towards the grass was in the late 70s 🤣
Was that in the south west corner?
Reason I ask is izal will have burned through the grass and down to about 8ft deep through the soil and perhaps it left a furrow so deep that*

A) Oyston used the hole to.bury the Brett ££
B) The damage done by the izal led to the drainage/ flooding/sinking orobkems we has in thar corner for years

*delete as necessary
 
I've occasionally had a couple of pints before on an away trip, and memorably once at Scunthorpe three or four.

But I've never drunk beer of any sort inside a ground, and never been drunk at a game.
 
Never filmed myself on a mobile phone while the ball is in play (or at any other time for that matter) like so many “passionate” fans seem to do today.

Or left early.
 
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