Wippa
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Exactly.The old place wouldn't be the same anyway if 3 sides had been rebuilt to be all seated
Exactly.The old place wouldn't be the same anyway if 3 sides had been rebuilt to be all seated
Nothing stands still. Not sure we did sort of die when we're getting bigger crowds now than we would have in the same divsion 30 year ago.We did sort of die. Things have never been the same.
One friendly game and they fucked it off! Strange. I know we're a staunch and stubborn lot but that makes no sense to me. You're giving up a lot more than 90 minutes of football when you fuck Millwall off.I know a lot of people who went to the Sporting Lisbon game and have never been again.
Nothing stands still. Not sure we did sort of die when we're getting bigger crowds now than we would have in the same divsion 30 year ago.
One friendly game and they fucked it off! Strange. I know we're a staunch and stubborn lot but that makes no sense to me. You're giving up a lot more than 90 minutes of football when you fuck Millwall off.
It's a day of being around your own people, from the minute you hit the pub, cafe, p&m shop, it begins. Piss taking, banter with your pals, passion, hope, misery and hope again, a tear up if you're that way inclined, etc. The thought of not having any of that makes me shudder.
Yes you are right but most of the pubs have gone and the people i stood on the terraces with haven't been seen for years. I feel like everything i had in my late teens and early twenties has been taken away and not been replaced with anything worth having.Nothing stands still. Not sure we did sort of die when we're getting bigger crowds now than we would have in the same divsion 30 year ago.
One friendly game and they fucked it off! Strange. I know we're a staunch and stubborn lot but that makes no sense to me. You're giving up a lot more than 90 minutes of football when you fuck Millwall off.
It's a day of being around your own people, from the minute you hit the pub, cafe, p&m shop, it begins. Piss taking, banter with your pals, passion, hope, misery and hope again, a tear up if you're that way inclined, etc. The thought of not having any of that makes me shudder.
I’m 48 this year. I still see loads of the old faces from my teens, people who I met 30 plus years ago when we was at the old den. Sure, a few have dropped away over the years, a few are sadly no longer with us, but that would’ve happened if we had moved or not. It’s still Millwall to me.Yes you are right but most of the pubs have gone and the people i stood on the terraces with haven't been seen for years. I feel like everything i had in my late teens and early twenties has been taken away and not been replaced with anything worth having.
Interesting thread this with peoples different takes on the move. It actually took me nearly two years to go to a game at the new place.I’m 48 this year. I still see loads of the old faces from my teens, people who I met 30 plus years ago when we was at the old den. Sure, a few have dropped away over the years, a few are sadly no longer with us, but that would’ve happened if we had moved or not. It’s still Millwall to me.
Now thirty years on uncle Reg is forgiven, without that man’s courage and foresight we would now not exist, of that I am certain.
That maybe soWe would, but would be as small and insignificant as Leyton Orient or even Charlton