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Heroes & Villains => Villa Memories => Topic started by: Andy_Lochhead_in_the_air on November 11, 2018, 07:46:57 PM
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Never been completely pissed at a game myself that I couldn't remember the match clearly. However, I do regret missing Dalians wonder goal at Wimbledon because I had gone for a leak due to a few beers.
Athletico Madrid away the guy in front of us slept through most the game (and threw up on the bus back to the airport after the game!) - what a waste of money !
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I'd be staggered if any of the clean living folk on this site have ever been to a football match even mildly tipsy.
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Happy to say I was completely wankered at Wembley in the final in 2015. I can barely remember the match at all, for which I’m very grateful.
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Never been pissed but been pissed off quite often.
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Anderlecht away. I was well gone
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Plenty of times, the most recent was on the way to the Play Off Final, I sobered up enough to be able to watch the match, something I now regret.
The most notable must've been a trip to Craven Cottage during the second, and rather bleak by then, SGT period.
We were on the Fulham High Road waking landlords at 9am, and ended up in the Eight Bells. When we left we headed in the wrong direction and it took a few minutes to realise, so we doubled back and of course, popped back into the Bells for a quick one, well, why not?
The game was pretty desperate and at half time I was convinced that the game was over, I was heading for the exit under the stand when a random fan stopped me and put me straight. We both went for a piss and I then enquired as to who had scored our goal - "It's nil nil mate" came the reply.
I returned to the stand to witness a, dull, goaless second half. That bloke should've let me leave.
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A mini bus load of us went from The Bell pub in Marston Green to Maine Road in December 1992 and I remember we set off early and got to Manchester early and had several pre and post match drinks (including the driver as I recall). I got dropped off near a bus stop around the corner from my parents house at God knows what time late on the Saturday night or possibly Sunday morning. The timing was perfect because as soon as I exited the mini bus I threw up prolifically at said bus stop. I seem to recall having quite an afternoon session before we played Inter at Villa Park in 1990. I was so hyped up before the cup final in 1994 that I didn't go to bed at all and stayed up emptying my parents drinks cabinet. I am pretty sure I drank a couple of things I had never drank before or since like Advocat and Cinzano (not together I don't think, but then again I couldn't swear to that). I remember staggering down the road for a paper at about 8am. I think I had pretty much sobered up by kick off but I still recall giving Karen Brady dogs abuse as she walked through the Villa fans before the game. A mate of mine who was not usually one of the most sensible ones on big Villa days out actually told me to tone it down a bit.
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Barnsley away in the FA cup, '94 I think. I went last season and had absolutely no recollection of the environment in any way from my first visit.
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Barnsley away in the FA cup, '94 I think. I went last season and had absolutely no recollection of the environment in any way from my first visit.
If it was '94 you would have been in Exeter. But if you did get so thoroughly pissed in a city of cider, tractors and wurzels believing you were in a town of flat caps, whippets and closed coal mines I salute you. ;D
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Worst for me was the 2000 FA Cup Final. Cried throughout 'Abide With Me', that's literally all I remember about being in Wembley.
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Worst for me was the 2000 FA Cup Final. Cried throughout 'Abide With Me', that's literally all I remember about being in Wembley.
I went on another 'barmy bus' (mini-bus) trip to Wembley for the semi with Bolton in 2000 organised by a guy I knew from managing a couple of bookies in Witton and Newtown around that time. We had quite a session both pre match and post match. My wife was with me on that occasion too. We came back minus one of our crowd as he was spending the night in the nick after pushing a guy through a pub window (my wife and I missed the incident as we were next door at a fast food place at the time, although we heard the noise of the glass smashing). The guy's mate defended his absent friend on the journey back by saying the bloke thrown through a window deserved what he got as he had called his mate a West Ham fan.
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Worst for me was the 2000 FA Cup Final. Cried throughout 'Abide With Me', that's literally all I remember about being in Wembley.
To be fair you didn’t miss anything.
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Every game. Along with a fair few others on this site.
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The only time for me I think was going to the works Xmas do in 1989, getting hammered then going to the ZDS Cup game against Forest with 5,000 others!!!
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Barnsley away in the FA cup, '94 I think. I went last season and had absolutely no recollection of the environment in any way from my first visit.
If it was '94 you would have been in Exeter. But if you did get so thoroughly pissed in a city of cider, tractors and wurzels believing you were in a town of flat caps, whippets and closed coal mines I salute you. ;D
It was '95. I was so pissed I didn't know what year it was.
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Shrewsbury away when were in Division 3.
The train special pulled in ridiculously early for some reason, and we were all slammed.
There was a pitch invasion, and George Curtiis was laughing his head off.
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The only time for me I think was going to the works Xmas do in 1989, getting hammered then going to the ZDS Cup game against Forest with 5,000 others!!!
I was at that game and also the one against the same team in the same competition two or three years later. I have never been so cold at Villa Park. In hindsight, rather than being literally stone cold sober I could have done with being tanked up and warmed up on whisky or brandy that night.
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Happy to say I was completely wankered at Wembley in the final in 2015. I can barely remember the match at all, for which I’m very grateful.
Same, I was absolutely written off, it was fucking ace.
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League cup game Vs Liverpool in 2002. Had been at my Xmas works do and mixing the wine. Not only was the kick off delayed but it went to extra time. The game finished near midnight and a 4-3 thriller. I was destroyed. So ill the next day.
I was well on the way to an advanced state of liquid refreshment before this season's play off final. Drinking cider in the Liquor Station in Wembley High Street to kill a bit of toothache - which worked - I thought I had better sober up which I did just as the game started.
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Never in my life have I seen so many pissed people in one place than the League Cup final against Leeds. I think I sobered up on the following Wednesday
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Happy to say I was completely wankered at Wembley in the final in 2015. I can barely remember the match at all, for which I’m very grateful.
Same, I was absolutely written off, it was fucking ace.
I sat in front of a delightful gentleman at the Chelsea FA cup final who slept through the second half and then puked down the back of my trousers at the final whistle. Not sure what stank more, him , my strides or the performance.
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Where do I start Ipswich away circa 78 - 17 at the time but had gone on a beano with some old timers. - you can imagine the state of me by kick off - fell asleep quite a few times mostly aways. Pissed my pants prior to bogs on coaches.
Once got back from a Hone game. My lemon and her mate were due to be going to some show and I was penned in not pensiled for babysitting- got chased out of the house by a frozen leg of meat
Am proper villa ha ha - at least my many falls from grace don’t include drugs