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Heroes & Villains => Heroes Discussion => Topic started by: pauliewalnuts on September 04, 2023, 09:34:34 AM
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What do you do in the aftermath of the rare occasion that we are the ones receiving the funeraling rather than carrying it out?
Some of mine are:
- if i didn't see the funeraling in question, I make a point of not watching it, not even our goals, not on telly, not on twitter, not at all. If it comes on whilst I am flicking channels, for example, I rapidly change channel again. So I haven't seen yesterday's goals, and nor shall I.
- absolutely no watching MOTD at all that weekend, not the Saturday or Sunday one, not even the other games.
- no consumption of any other football media such as televised games, web sites, papers, tv etc for at least three days
- no discussing the match with anyone other than on here (misery loves company) and occasionally my brother, but he follows similar roles so any discussion is kept short.
Something else that happens, which is not a rule so much as just something that always occurs, the morning after the day of the funeral, the instant I wake up, I find myself in a normal state of mind for up to around ten seconds, at which point I remember the funeral, and darkness descends.
Also, a follow up, related question, but does anyone else find watching our matches on telly way, way more stressful and nail-biting than actually being there?
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I don't watch MOTD but that's pretty much it. I'm normally pretty grumpy for a bit. I've nearly always seen the goals as I'm at home games and watch the vast majority of aways on iptv, although I'll switch off if it's a mauling.
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Depends how bad. Newcastle, football just didn't exist for a week. I literally didn't read the sports pages, barely came on here except for Off Topic, all of that. Yesterday (I don't hate Liverpool as much, nor are they as direct competitors, nor was the result as bad) I just hoped that Man Utd lost as the guys I watch the games with at the Irish Pub on Strada Nuova are both, how to put it, members of the Red International. Which they did, and I felt better.
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My routine pretty much exactly the same, including only maybe discussing it with my brother.
And yes to the follow up too, I was fairly sanguine stood watching the disaster unfold in front of me yesterday.
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Are we playing tomorrow? I've not seen or heard anything about our game at the weekend.
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I avoid it on the TV completely, but I still force myself to listen to the podcasts I usually do. It helps force me to confront it and move past it.
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At 3-0, I left the room and carried on re-building what seemed to be a never-ending supply of flat-packed furniture. Read the post-match thread about 8pm. Then headed straight to the Leicester born and bred (non-match going) Liverpool fan this morning at work.
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What do you do in the aftermath of the rare occasion that we are the ones receiving the funeraling rather than carrying it out?
Some of mine are:
- if i didn't see the funeraling in question, I make a point of not watching it, not even our goals, not on telly, not on twitter, not at all. If it comes on whilst I am flicking channels, for example, I rapidly change channel again. So I haven't seen yesterday's goals, and nor shall I.
- absolutely no watching MOTD at all that weekend, not the Saturday or Sunday one, not even the other games.
- no consumption of any other football media such as televised games, web sites, papers, tv etc for at least three days
- no discussing the match with anyone other than on here (misery loves company) and occasionally my brother, but he follows similar roles so any discussion is kept short.
Something else that happens, which is not a rule so much as just something that always occurs, the morning after the day of the funeral, the instant I wake up, I find myself in a normal state of mind for up to around ten seconds, at which point I remember the funeral, and darkness descends.
Also, a follow up, related question, but does anyone else find watching our matches on telly way, way more stressful and nail-biting than actually being there?
This is exactly my routine as well. By about the Wednesday after the funeralling it is out of my system as a result. And yes, watching us on TV, I feel physically sick.
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Definitely no MOTD in this house.
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I use a bit of other football to take my mind off it, I watched the ArseManure game on and off.
I struggle to watch any of the game though and yes watching on a dodgy stream is the most stressful thing you can do.
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It's good being here and not having any Japanese players. Not one mention of the game in the press, really.
Now, if Endo had scored, it'd be complete avoidance of technology for a week
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I pretty much watch all our games. But for no particular reason, this one time. I carried in doing some work in the garden and shrugged when I checked the score periodically. I saved the pissed off feeling until later… I certainly wouldn’t watch MOTD.
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I can't watch MoTD if we lose. I cleansed myself yesterday by listening to the Arsenal game. I find that if I put a bet on a game where I don't care who wins, the pain of defeat drifts away. Although my wife wondered why I was shouting 'get in!' as Arsenal got yet another corner yesterday.
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It doesn't really bother me as much as it used to in my younger years.
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Great thread! Yep, I'm the same as most on here. All football related media is off limits for a few days, Villa podcast aside.
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No MOTD for me after a bad one, and in the main I don't even see the goals (including yesterday) but do follow the scores of other games after such as Arsenal.
I even finding myself counting down the minutes hoping to avoid a proper hammering when the games definitely a lost cause, a symptom of the 8-0 loss at Chelsea more than 10 years ago!
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Personally I try (and usually fail) to avoid the post match thread for a day or 2 and also try to overlook negative comments on threads about individual players, etc. I'm generally pretty positive about most things and I find myself wanting to shake people out of their wallowing in despair but at least some on here like to grip tightly to that are it just creates arguments.
I absolutely don't let it bother me away from here to the point where my wife and kids rarely know what the result of a game was from how I act, Newcastle was slightly different because we had my brother-in-law, niece and nephew down (from Sunderland) and they were a lot more upset about the result than I was.
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When we win I consume every piece of football media available. When we lose I do the opposite.
I thoroughly enjoy it when people lose their shit on here though. I'm looking at you here, Pixie.
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I don't tend to read the post-match threads after a defeat and I might avoid some player threads if it might be a bit of scapegoating.
I tend to only watch MOTD on iPlayer and I can't get iPlayer working just lately so that takes care of that. But I'll go out of my way to watch it when we win whereas I don't after a defeat.
I always go over to my parents' for Sunday Lunch so the 2pm games come with a distraction. I can be a bit pissed off while I'm driving over there but once I'm over there, I'm playing with the dogs which generally shakes me out of it.
I was really pissed off after the Newcastle game but as bad as the collapse was, it was losing Mings that did for me. Think I slept through the evening with how shitty I felt afterwards. Saturday defeats are worse as I don't have the above distraction.
At the moment I'm telling myself that there's 38 games and Newcastle/Liverpool away are 2 of the hardest games of the season and most teams will lose those fixtures. I hate the international breaks and especially losing before one as there's such a long wait before the next game.
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It doesn't really bother me as much as it used to in my younger years.
Same here.
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I try to do something else. I might read a couple of newspaper or internet reports to get an idea what the
biased incompetent Sky big ****** 5/6 loving journos objective, neutral press thought of it. I definitely read the post-match and various other red-hot scapegoat threads (you know, the gaffer, player X or player Y, the pitch, Bailey...) on here but it sometimes gets too much for me.
I don't watch any punditry as a) I'm in France so here is not much Villa comment to be had, and b) I don't give a shit what they say or think, be it positive, negative or total bollocks.
However, at the moment, I see no need to get too upset about a sporraning, as the PL season is a full 38 matches and we've only played 4.
If this were our tenth loss or something, I'd try to stay off HD on here and go in OT for the week. And I'd be looking forward to the next game and hoping we come out for the next game and FTF. Because as fans that is what we do.
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I'm pretty well identical to the OP and I'm the same with test matches against the Aussies, particularly away games.
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No MOTD unless there is something really controversial that caused the loss needing me to have the comfort of the pundits feeling sorry for us, e.g Jack's disallowed goal at Palace.
Diversion - I already watched more Johnny English than the 2nd half yesterday - it just was far more enteraining. Then went straight out for a couple of hours to mow the lawns.
Fortunately I work in a small business with an unusual aversion to football, so there's no ribbing or 'banter' as the kids call it. At 54, you won't catch me having such 'banter'.
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I don't dwell on defeats, I tend to get over them pretty quickly. Like others though, I don't watch MOTD if we've lost.
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I usually shoot loads of zombies in the face.
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Defintely no MOTD and the only football related media I will countenance is the usual Villa podcasts I follow and perhaps the post match thread. I'll be a bit grumpy for the rest of the day and the next morning it'll hit me shortly after I wake up that we got a mauling the day before.
Yesterday it eased it a bit when manure lost very late in their game. It always hurts more when there's an international break coming up because we don't get a chance to put it right soon enough. And I hate international breaks anyway.
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I usually shoot loads of zombies in the face.
Ah. You live in Walsall?
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I usually shoot loads of zombies in the face.
That's France for you, and why were better off out.
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When we win I consume every piece of football media available. When we lose I do the opposite.
This. Also agree it is more stressful not actually being at the match. Which seems like it is the opposite of what it should be.
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I was acceptable of the result at the final whistle as we were poor overall. I try not to let it get me down and remain calm but everyone in the house can detect a mood change in me. I'm snappy, and irritable for the rest of the day. It didn't impact my enjoyment of the Arse v ManU game though. I think ManU fans are suffering more than we are having thought at one stage they'd won it even though they put up a very good fight.
Definitely no Motd...not interested in living through that again. Could only listen to Emery's after match interview this morning.
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Win = watch every bit of football I can.
Lose = the game doesn't exist.
It used to be like that but I'm not so bad now, I think we're in good hands and the direction of travel is positive and despite the two poor losses I think we'll have a good season. After Newcastle I said we'd finish above them, the same can't be said of Liverpool but then perhaps that was bit fanciful anyway.
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Football aside from Villa is a source of either jealous hatred or a sort of teeth-grinding frustration in response to a sense of disrespect towards Villa from a sport that seems to have forgotten us, or seemingly purposefully ignores us. So I tend to avoid it at the best of times. But Lord, after a pummelling, football is so dead to me. I just bury it and ignore it's grotesque corpse until I foolishly get excited about the upcoming game.
Things are different now, but in the past typically I didn't want to hear about Villa either - none of the out of touch social media, the empty quotes from the players, I don't want to dissect the loss and wallow in it, just take it, move on and never talk about it again.
I probably sound like a really angry bitter person there, I'm not, I just really want us to finally start living up to our name and history.
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It doesn't really bother me as much as it used to in my younger years.
Same. The disappointment soon subsides. I was up town for the Newcastle game and already several pints in so that helped blur out that result and yesterday I was sitting in the garden watching it, which was nice.
I love it when we win but generally take the losses on the chin.
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I usually shoot loads of zombies in the face.
Ah. You live in Walsall?
Hah!
Actually yes, once upon a time.
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It doesn't really bother me as much as it used to in my younger years.
Same. The disappointment soon subsides. I was up town for the Newcastle game and already several pints in so that helped blur out that result and yesterday I was sitting in the garden watching it, which was nice.
I love it when we win but generally take the losses on the chin.
You mustn't drink in town.
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What do you do in the aftermath of the rare occasion that we are the ones receiving the funeraling rather than carrying it out?
Some of mine are:
- if i didn't see the funeraling in question, I make a point of not watching it, not even our goals, not on telly, not on twitter, not at all. If it comes on whilst I am flicking channels, for example, I rapidly change channel again. So I haven't seen yesterday's goals, and nor shall I.
- absolutely no watching MOTD at all that weekend, not the Saturday or Sunday one, not even the other games.
- no consumption of any other football media such as televised games, web sites, papers, tv etc for at least three days
- no discussing the match with anyone other than on here (misery loves company) and occasionally my brother, but he follows similar roles so any discussion is kept short.
Something else that happens, which is not a rule so much as just something that always occurs, the morning after the day of the funeral, the instant I wake up, I find myself in a normal state of mind for up to around ten seconds, at which point I remember the funeral, and darkness descends.
Also, a follow up, related question, but does anyone else find watching our matches on telly way, way more stressful and nail-biting than actually being there?
Pretty much describes me to a tee. Although i get more agitated watching a game on tv, but my heart rate/stress levels are up more at the ground, but thats normally alleviated by the group mentality and shared trauma normally, joy more recently
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The original post pretty much sums up my approach.
In 2011 when that lot were handed a trophy on a plate by Arsenal, the next day I systematically expunged all references to it from the newspaper using a pair of scissors and disposed of them before reading what was left.
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In Oz I can watch all games live or the next morning. Problem is I always get up and watch it live no matter what time it's on. I am a pretty rational person as a rule but Villa has and I suspect always will bring the stupid out of me.
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When we win I consume every piece of football media available. When we lose I do the opposite.
This. Also agree it is more stressful not actually being at the match. Which seems like it is the opposite of what it should be.
Same here. In the ground you can shout, swear and externalise but much harder to do in a pub in London ( for me) with an absence of like minded souls. I don’t have any paid sports channels so rarely watch us on the box as a result. The radio is even worse as unless we have the ball in the opposing box I’m convinced the opposition are bearing down on our goal.
There have been many Villa goals over the past decade I still haven’t seen because they were scored in a defeat which I couldn’t stomach watching on highlights. These days I sometimes watch MOTD to get it over and done with, as I did last night.
Losing on a Friday dampens my mood for the weekend, losing on a Saturday usually means drowning my sorrows and losing on Sundays means I’m pissed off at work on Monday. The worst was losing the Sunday late game when I lived in China. Trying to get to sleep at 2am Shanghai time after the Phil Dowd capitulation ( there were others obviously) was impossible and I was tetchy with my colleagues all day, all the worse because I couldn’t share the pain with anybody who could remotely understand.
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Funeraling or funeralling?
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In Oz I can watch all games live or the next morning. Problem is I always get up and watch it live no matter what time it's on. I am a pretty rational person as a rule but Villa has and I suspect always will bring the stupid out of me.
I'm in the UK so I don't have the exact problem but I do the same for both Villa and for England rugby so I suffer for tours/world cups down your way.
I NEVER watch games on delay, without the unknowable aspect to what is happening (even if I have no idea what the result is I know that it's already decided and I could easily find out) I just can't get into it so, win or lose, if I've missed a game I'll check the score and then just settle for highlights.
I actually suspect that the only reason I like live sport is the infinite possibilities side of things, as soon as a game looks settled I'll get a bit bored unless something spectacular is going on (cricket is best for this because you can sometimes see the result coming a long way off but still a bowling spell or a session of batting can be utterly riveting even when completely removed from the context of the game).
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In Oz I can watch all games live or the next morning. Problem is I always get up and watch it live no matter what time it's on. I am a pretty rational person as a rule but Villa has and I suspect always will bring the stupid out of me.
I can watch any game/sport I want in the UK and only for £6 a month (also films/TV) 😎. I rarely do though with football, I just can't be bothered most of the time. I'll watch anything if I have something to root for though, sometimes incredibly petty reasons but say Arsenal v Chelsea? *as Bob Mortimer* "No Thank Yoooou".
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Funeraling or funeralling?
I'd go for funeralling as we have a polysyllabic stem, 'funeral' ending with an unstressed final syllable consisting of consonant-vowel-consonant ending in L. In British English we tend to double our L in this case (cf. travelling, equalling...) which is fairly exceptional as you normally double on a stressed syllable (as in occur/ occurring, refer/referring...)
Of course, users of simplified English in countries that like guns and extremely large portions of food do not always do this, and will write 'traveling' and the like.
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Funeraling or funeralling?
I actually ummed and aahed over this before starting this thread. I decided that as 'to funeral' isn't even a verb, no matter what you all think of my choice, you can all go and fuck yourselves, you ungrateful wankers, because I do not care.
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Love you, too. It's ll.
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Funeraling or funeralling?
I actually ummed and aahed over this before starting this thread. I decided that as 'to funeral' isn't even a verb, no matter what you all think of my choice, you can all go and fuck yourselves, you ungrateful wankers, because I do not care.
When in doubt, ask a goth. Rory will be here at around 4.30am.
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I was so depressed when I woke up the day after the Newcastle game it had me thinking it wasn’t healthy. Probably a direct consequence of being so optimistic all summer.
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If we do well, I make a point of watching MOTD live on Iplayer. Stupid really, because I could watch it the next day on demand. If we've fucked up, then I don't bother.
I am an old grumpy guy, set in my ways.
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Funeraling or funeralling?
I actually ummed and aahed over this before starting this thread. I decided that as 'to funeral' isn't even a verb, no matter what you all think of my choice, you can all go and fuck yourselves, you ungrateful wankers, because I do not care.
When in doubt, ask a goth. Rory will be here at around 4.30am.
Once again, way off, baldy!
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I was so depressed when I woke up the day after the Newcastle game it had me thinking it wasn’t healthy. Probably a direct consequence of being so optimistic all summer.
I was worried in the summer that the last time I felt this optimistic was the summer before Sir Brian left.
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I was so depressed when I woke up the day after the Newcastle game it had me thinking it wasn’t healthy. Probably a direct consequence of being so optimistic all summer.
I was worried in the summer that the last time I felt this optimistic was the summer before Sir Brian left.
Well we did end up qualifying for Europe. I’ll take that again, hopefully without the disruption.
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Funeraling or funeralling?
I actually ummed and aahed over this before starting this thread. I decided that as 'to funeral' isn't even a verb, no matter what you all think of my choice, you can all go and fuck yourselves, you ungrateful wankers, because I do not care.
I just think we wouldn't create the word in this country, so one L is sufficient given its just an Americanism.
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Funeraling or funeralling?
I actually ummed and aahed over this before starting this thread. I decided that as 'to funeral' isn't even a verb, no matter what you all think of my choice, you can all go and fuck yourselves, you ungrateful wankers, because I do not care.
I just think we wouldn't create the word in this country, so one L is sufficient given its just an Americanism.
I thought it carne from, um, Singapore English?
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If we do well, I make a point of watching MOTD live on Iplayer. Stupid really, because I could watch it the next day on demand. If we've fucked up, then I don't bother.
I am an old grumpy guy, set in my ways.
Yep, exactly the same. Always watch MOTD when we win, don't bother if we lose, draw ... depends on whether I think it's a good result or not, but my default position is that Villa are the best team in the world so anything other than a win is an abomination & inno way natural or just.
I'll read match reports properly if we win or draw, skim through them if we lose.
I phone or text my dad when we win. Lose or draw, I never bother. He doesn't want to talk about it, I don't want to talk about it, so that's about that.
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If we win Dad will pull up at the shop and buy the Sports Argus and get me a bag of crisps. Maybe even a Smurf if he needs petrol. If we lose it's straight home for tea.
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If we win Dad will pull up at the shop and buy the Sports Argus and get me a bag of crisps. Maybe even a Smurf if he needs petrol. If we lose it's straight home for tea.
I suppose I was lucky in that my Dad didn't like football and I wasn't subjected to the variation in moods, he was just a miserable sod all the time.
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If we win Dad will pull up at the shop and buy the Sports Argus and get me a bag of crisps. Maybe even a Smurf if he needs petrol. If we lose it's straight home for tea.
I reckon I might still have my Smurf in a box in my mums loft.
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If we win Dad will pull up at the shop and buy the Sports Argus and get me a bag of crisps. Maybe even a Smurf if he needs petrol. If we lose it's straight home for tea.
I reckon I might still have my Smurf in a box in my mums loft.
Make sure it's got a yellow dot on the foot before you put it in your mouth.
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If we win Dad will pull up at the shop and buy the Sports Argus and get me a bag of crisps. Maybe even a Smurf if he needs petrol. If we lose it's straight home for tea.
I suppose I was lucky in that my Dad didn't like football and I wasn't subjected to the variation in moods, he was just a miserable sod all the time.
Same here with my dad.
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What's all this smurf malarkey? Were they free with petrol or something back in the day? My Saturday night treat was a bottle of vimto (with straw) and a bag of RTP crisps from the outdoor of the pub.
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In the 70s, certain garages (BP I think) gave away Smurf figurines. There was a story that went round (it was the 70s so probably true) that they were painted with lead paint. If your Smurf had a coloured dot on the base it was fine. I forget the exact details. For a while they gave away Smurf car window stickers as well. Me and my sister went round a car park in Barmouth and nicked about 20 where they'd put the sticker on the outside.
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What's all this smurf malarkey? Were they free with petrol or something back in the day? My Saturday night treat was a bottle of vimto (with straw) and a bag of RTP crisps from the outdoor of the pub.
Ah the outdoor of the pub!
I used to go to the one in the Longbridge pub.
You could hear the noise from the bar in the distance when you went in and although I couldn't see over the counter I'd ask for 20 Silk Cut for my Mom and get served every time.
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In the 70s, certain garages (BP I think) gave away Smurf figurines. There was a story that went round (it was the 70s so probably true) that they were painted with lead paint. If your Smurf had a coloured dot on the base it was fine. I forget the exact details. For a while they gave away Smurf car window stickers as well. Me and my sister went round a car park in Barmouth and nicked about 20 where they'd put the sticker on the outside.
In about 1978 my mate - who was 12 at the time but back then it was no big deal to get a pocket money job - worked at Birch’s Garage on Stratford Road.
There was a massive Father Christmas lookalike called Paddy - Irish bloke, unsurprisingly- who ran the place. He must have been about 70 (although the way these things usually work out he was probably in fact only about 40 but hey ho)
My mates job was to go out and help people out if needed as Paddy was about 30 stone and not moving.
Jesus, the fun we had there, mooching about the store room and nicking stuff - they had those smurfs there, fucking hundreds of them, we nicked so many of them. I remember my mom saying “what have you been up to, where have all these smurfs come from?”
We also used to have whole boxes of chocolates away. One of our sports was to chat with Paddy - who was a lovely bloke, it was never malicious - and see how blatantly we could steal and eat the chocolates in the forecourt shop.
I remember one thing we used to do sometimes. He used to go on and on, in the strongest Irish accent I’d ever heard (with the exception of the mother of the friend who worked there, ironically) and never stop talking, so sometimes we’d surreptitiously put sellotape on the PA microphone button for a bit and the entire forecourt would hear him going on and on for twenty minutes about god knows what.
Happy days. Being a kid was so great.
We were such ****** though.
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My wife’s dad used to run a petrol station in Bolton. They’ve still got a house full of the glasses you got with Tiger Tokens.
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World Cup coins from 1970 that looked nothing like the England players. Esso I think.
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World Cup coins from 1970 that looked nothing like the England players. Esso I think.
I had the full set, but I’ve lost it now. Moving, leaving wives etc. I always thought it might be worth a few quid one day.
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I think the 1990 Esso coin collection had both England and Scotland squads.
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I think the 1990 Esso coin collection had both England and Scotland squads.
Like the little 3D motion things in cereal for Euro 96. I got so many of Colin Hendry, I gave up.
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I think the 1990 Esso coin collection had both England and Scotland squads.
Like the little 3D motion things in cereal for Euro 96. I got so many of Colin Hendry, I gave up.
😂
Don't remember them, mate. I was going through an addiction to Country Crisp cereal at 13 when Euro 96 was on, so didn't have the fortune of seeing Colin Henry mixed in with a dried strawberry!
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In the 70s, certain garages (BP I think) gave away Smurf figurines. There was a story that went round (it was the 70s so probably true) that they were painted with lead paint. If your Smurf had a coloured dot on the base it was fine. I forget the exact details. For a while they gave away Smurf car window stickers as well. Me and my sister went round a car park in Barmouth and nicked about 20 where they'd put the sticker on the outside.
BP and National I think. They got quite expensive in the end as there were 'super smurfs' with equipment - surfboards that sort of thing.
(https://i.ibb.co/Z824mv1/Screen-Shot-2017-10-14-at-2-23-46-pm.png) (https://ibb.co/Z824mv1)
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In the 70s, certain garages (BP I think) gave away Smurf figurines. There was a story that went round (it was the 70s so probably true) that they were painted with lead paint. If your Smurf had a coloured dot on the base it was fine. I forget the exact details. For a while they gave away Smurf car window stickers as well. Me and my sister went round a car park in Barmouth and nicked about 20 where they'd put the sticker on the outside.
BP and National I think. They got quite expensive in the end as there were 'super smurfs' with equipment - surfboards that sort of thing.
(https://i.ibb.co/Z824mv1/Screen-Shot-2017-10-14-at-2-23-46-pm.png) (https://ibb.co/Z824mv1)
In having flashbacks to the Teeny Terrapins from Kinder Eggs, now!
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In the 70s, certain garages (BP I think) gave away Smurf figurines. There was a story that went round (it was the 70s so probably true) that they were painted with lead paint. If your Smurf had a coloured dot on the base it was fine. I forget the exact details. For a while they gave away Smurf car window stickers as well. Me and my sister went round a car park in Barmouth and nicked about 20 where they'd put the sticker on the outside.
BP and National I think. They got quite expensive in the end as there were 'super smurfs' with equipment - surfboards that sort of thing.
(https://i.ibb.co/Z824mv1/Screen-Shot-2017-10-14-at-2-23-46-pm.png) (https://ibb.co/Z824mv1)
Nowadays stuff like that would be done via NFTs and in 40 years time, absolutely nobody would remember them.
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God that picture of the Smurfs takes me right back. I always wanted the fencing (ie posh swordsman rather than wooden garden panels) one, and was absolutely delighted when I got it, as I think it was quite rare. I lost it not long after to my great dismay, I think a lad called Colin nicked it.
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God that picture of the Smurfs takes me right back. I always wanted the fencing (ie posh swordsman rather than wooden garden panels) one, and was absolutely delighted when I got it, as I think it was quite rare. I lost it not long after to my great dismay, I think a lad called Colin nicked it.
Fuck Colin, what a knob.
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World Cup coins from 1970 that looked nothing like the England players. Esso I think.
There was also Joe Mercer's Great Britain Soccer Squad 1971 football busts (https://picclick.co.uk/Joe-Mercers-Great-Britain-Soccer-Squad-1971-football-202650021412.html) from Cleveland Petrol (Esso).
No Villa players as you'd expect.
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God that picture of the Smurfs takes me right back. I always wanted the fencing (ie posh swordsman rather than wooden garden panels) one, and was absolutely delighted when I got it, as I think it was quite rare. I lost it not long after to my great dismay, I think a lad called Colin nicked it.
Fuck Colin, what a knob.
We should make a documentary about our quest to track down Colin (the arsehole) and find out what happened to Risso's Smurf.
Narration done by Jon Ronson or Louis Theroux, someone like that.
Premiere it at the Sundance Festival.
Rave reviews in the Guardian.
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Forget the documentary, let's get Shane Meadows to make a film, Risso played by Paddy Considine; 'Dead Man's Smurf'?
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When we catch him we can make him suck a non-yellow dot smurf. Eat lead m-fcker.
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But in this world, Colin would immediately benefit from the publicity and rebrand himself as a right wing reactionary gobshite with a slot on GB News, and we don't want that.
The wanker.
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Re-worked theme tune
Riss was so upset he cried,
All the way to the chip shop
When he came out there was Colin,
Standing at the bus stop
(And guess who was with him? Yeah, fencer smurf, and they were both laughing at him)
Oh, he is cruel and heartless
To pack Riss in for Colin
Just 'cause he's better looking than him
Just 'cause he's cool and trendy
But I know he's a moron, Colin is a moron
Colin is a moron, Colin is a moron...
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probably trying a bit too hard tbf.
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This page has made me smile! Not like when Colin half-inched my smurf, I cried loads.
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Everyone knows that people with the name Colin should be avoided.
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Everyone knows that people with the name Colin should be avoided.
ChicagoLion is an anagram of Colin Al Gooch.
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Everyone knows that people with the name Colin should be avoided.
ChicagoLion is an anagram of Colin Al Gooch.
Used to open the batting for Saudi didn't he?
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(https://i.ibb.co/7G68m6S/20-BDAB12-5-D31-4309-AF94-65-BCA4-D9439-C.jpg) (https://ibb.co/7G68m6S)
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I stole my best mate’s (earlier version of a) Hot Wheels car once. 50-odd years later I still feel bad about it. In my defence, he was a nose.
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Everyone knows that people with the name Colin should be avoided.
I have 2 uncles called Colin and can absolutely confirm this.
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Avoid any highlights because I've already seen the game. Don't look at the league table after any defeat. I'll watch the villa youtube vloggers though.
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I carry on as normal and I love the Villa when I was young it got to me more.