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Hi neighbour?
I live in Laindon Essex, im surrounded by West Ham fans. Believe me when
I say this is a big game for me!.
Hi to both of you, I live just of Staceys Corner.
Hi neighbour?
I live in Laindon Essex, im surrounded by West Ham fans. Believe me when
I say this is a big game for me!.
I'm Spurs and in Chelmsford. O'Connors pub in Moulsham always has a pretty decent Spurs turnout for any games being shown on TV.
One of my mates at middle school supported Watford one season and then Liverpool the next. I asked him how he could swap teams and he said he was a "John Barnes" supporter. No doubt my mate started following Newcastle, Charlton, Celtic and Jamaica then suddenly stopped liking football. Remarkable.
The fuck is wrong with you?There was a lot of people that supported Liverpool just for John Barnes. I grew up in east London I’d admit had a soft spot for West Ham strike partnership of Tony Cottee and Frank McAvennie...however Tottenham was my love
The fuck is wrong with you?
My grandad is a Gooner but has been more times to Spurs (and always cheered us on when there) after my dad decided on Spurs in the 60s. He's 91 and can't get to games any more but I'm betting the last 10 games at least he went to were all Spurs games with me and my dad.Rivalries were less fierce back then weren't they? My dad used to go to the odd West Ham game with his mates and vice Versa.
We didn't really have much of a Hardon for eachother back then did we?
The clubs...not me and my dad.
My grandad is a Gooner but has been more times to Spurs (and always cheered us on when there) after my dad decided on Spurs in the 60s. He's 91 and can't get to games any more but I'm betting the last 10 games at least he went to were all Spurs games with me and my dad.
Rivalries were definitely more respectful and amicable back in the day.
You can divorce him nowadays Riggs.Rivalries were less fierce back then weren't they? My dad used to go to the odd West Ham game with his mates and vice Versa.
We didn't really have much of a Hardon for eachother back then did we?
The clubs...not me and my dad.
My grandad is a Gooner but has been more times to Spurs (and always cheered us on when there) after my dad decided on Spurs in the 60s. He's 91 and can't get to games any more but I'm betting the last 10 games at least he went to were all Spurs games with me and my dad.
Rivalries were definitely more respectful and amicable back in the day.
We've probably stood side by side in O'Connors mateI'm Spurs and in Chelmsford. O'Connors pub in Moulsham always has a pretty decent Spurs turnout for any games being shown on TV.
And you got all the aggression out of the way at the game and in the streets outside, nowadays we just shout at each other on line.I know a few ould fellas who used to alternate between WHL and Highbury on alternate Saturdays.
It was different socially back then - no garden centres and shopping malls to roam around and waste time and money on fripperies. Pubs were 12-2pm in a lot of areas and didn't open again until 7pm.
TV was total crap as well plus football was a few shillings on the turnstile. A lot of men worked on Saturday morning in factories and elsewhere and went straight to the match after finishing their week's work.
For me in to late 1960's and early seventies there were only 3 teams I went to watch, that was Tottenham,
(Leyton) Orient and of course Totenham reserves, when only the enclosure under the old West stand was open.
No mate, they only show the legal matches on Sky & BTWill they show the game on Saturday?
My Grandad was best mates with Bruce Forsyth growing up...both went to Latymer in Edmonton, they both used to go Spurs one week, Arsenal the next.I know a few ould fellas who used to alternate between WHL and Highbury on alternate Saturdays.
It was different socially back then - no garden centres and shopping malls to roam around and waste time and money on fripperies. Pubs were 12-2pm in a lot of areas and didn't open again until 7pm.
TV was total crap as well plus football was a few shillings on the turnstile. A lot of men worked on Saturday morning in factories and elsewhere and went straight to the match after finishing their week's work.
For me in to late 1960's and early seventies there were only 3 teams I went to watch, that was Tottenham,
(Leyton) Orient and of course Totenham reserves, when only the enclosure under the old West stand was open.
The tribalism on social media is to blame. I suspect if it didn’t exist things would be the same.
I know a few ould fellas who used to alternate between WHL and Highbury on alternate Saturdays.
It was different socially back then - no garden centres and shopping malls to roam around and waste time and money on fripperies. Pubs were 12-2pm in a lot of areas and didn't open again until 7pm.
TV was total crap as well plus football was a few shillings on the turnstile. A lot of men worked on Saturday morning in factories and elsewhere and went straight to the match after finishing their week's work.
For me in to late 1960's and early seventies there were only 3 teams I went to watch, that was Tottenham,
(Leyton) Orient and of course Totenham reserves, when only the enclosure under the old West stand was open.
My Grandad was best mates with Bruce Forsyth growing up...both went to Latymer in Edmonton, they both used to go Spurs one week, Arsenal the next.
But this is the 40s and 50s im talking about...not the 80s with Riggis dad cheering on Tony fucking Cottee, which is frankly unacceptable.
During the 60's my Dad says he often went to Highbury when Spurs were playing away. He says the good thing is at that time they were quite shit and used to lose a lot .
...riding your horse home afterwards?Jim Furnell in goal and Ian Ure centre half with the Metropolitain Police Band marching up and down the pitch at half time.
My Grandad was best mates with Bruce Forsyth growing up...both went to Latymer in Edmonton, they both used to go Spurs one week, Arsenal the next.
.... Good game ?
But this is the 40s and 50s im talking about...not the 80s with Riggis dad cheering on Tony fucking Cottee, which is frankly unacceptable.
And the singing policeman too.Jim Furnell in goal and Ian Ure centre half with the Metropolitain Police Band marching up and down the pitch at half time.