Chelsea FA Cup Final 0-1 - all my life wanted to see Villa win the Cup. Pre-match was great and then the game happened. Possibly the most dour Cup Final ever.
The lowest I remember feeling was Lambert's first home game against Everton. I left at 0-3, the only time I've left a game early, because it was toxic in the Lower Holte. The first game of a new season should be a time of hope, but there was just anger everywhere, and because Lambert was brand new it was unfocused anger, flying in all directions.Losing at home to Watford during the relegation season was grim, but I think I was resigned to it by that point.
Quote from: Pat McMahon on May 25, 2022, 06:52:52 PMOn the criteria chosen by Mr Russell I would go for Villa v Ipswich in 1976. A dreary 0-0 snooze fest by two inept teams. The game was so tepid that the main talking point was a flock of pigeons encamped on the pitch in the second half, a fact picked up by the Evening Mail.In a similar vein mine is probably Wimbledon away at Plough Lane in Oct. 1990, a sparsely attended 0-0 draw. My only memory is two drunk blokes down at the front singing "Jozef Venglos' claret & blue army" for 90 mins much to the bemusement of the solitary copper watching.
On the criteria chosen by Mr Russell I would go for Villa v Ipswich in 1976. A dreary 0-0 snooze fest by two inept teams. The game was so tepid that the main talking point was a flock of pigeons encamped on the pitch in the second half, a fact picked up by the Evening Mail.
Arsenal game, during the lambert era. I was flying over with a friend and his brother on the morning of the game, but on the Thursday my pal rang to say he couldn't find his passport so he ended up booking a second flight so he could travel with his drivers license. We all get to the airport and go our separate ways, only to get a call from my pal to say that he had missed his flight as had mistaken a ticket less flight for one he didn't have to check in for. A normal person might give up then, but he books onto a flight at 210, landing at 3 for a 3 kick off, taxi straight to vp, making it right at half time when we were already 3 down and the worst second half of football imaginable. The best part was ripping the piss out of him in the pub afterwards.