I've heard some of the best one liners, piss takeing and drop dead insults ever, down the Den. To refs, players, stewards ,OB and away fans at Wall. All comes out naturally and often in the tone that it should for best affect. No growling or amplified ,spit littered frothing, but just cool, calm, perfectly timed comedy.
We were playing Luton and the player with the headband was Steve Foster.
Lovell just been appointed manager of Herne Bay
Gerry Armstrong scored the goal against Spain mate.
I remember Les smacking Danny Wilson straight on the chin. I think it was this match.
That's a superb post and summary about what was a way of life for many of us of a certain age. Everything was changing for the better for some of us. The the hifi systems, Clobber, electronic and imported dance music and wages.Millwall in the 80's created a way of life for me, when i think of it now, completely entwined, one, made the other. The Crown and Anchor, The Fox, The Old Kent Road,.........one night after we came beck from Southampton i think, Arsenal were in the Frog giving it large. A small group of kids (we were only kids ourselves but they were younger than us )came out as we were passing and told us that they were terrorising all inside. We waited until they came out and chased them all over and give it to them
getting a coach to Coventry from the Tyrell, and making the coach driver drive through a market as he didnt know the way
The coaches from the Lizzie.
Meeting and becoming friends with people i hade never met before, Charlie, Podge, Lenny, T B and H...............The O K R was buzzing every weekend after football.
The other pubs, Kellys, The Kings on the rye, Cheeks, The Lyceum, the pub at the bottom of Blackheath (That Greg owned, name escapes me know.) That club in Herne Hill, opposite Brockwell Park, ................ Had a big row with Chelsea there one night, we were massively outnumbered, but didnt fold and gave it to them.....the next week........... What a Millwall turn out, they fecking shite themselves...........................
the specials, (not the group) Rashers, Farah's Le Pel, Swan lager, (the black ones were stronger) The music
It really was a way of life. every monday planning for the away games. Wages were really poor then, but we did it all, for so many years. Clothes, music, spills, wicked people, the old den, the peanut seller, crowds of 3'000 at times. I just loved it all. Unless one was there, it is just too hard to describe without sounding like a pussy. Samsons, Gillys the Apples and Pears, the Windsor, that one in Tower Bridge. Everywhere in our area was Millwall, no grey areas. Definatley no other shirts
It was all Millwall related, and of the 80's.
This is before i recall the games.......... But to me, it was a time, and the best time i have had with the lions. As stated, bigger results and games in the new den. But the 80's.................. absolutely loved, loved, loved it ..........
Bon bonnie? Ginger Bob used to do the sherberts from there if i remember correctly.
It was a member of the fire crew that was attending the match who helped fix the floodlights. I think he was an electrician by trade. I was there off duty.
It was never dull was it. By far my best decade following the club. i'm into my fourth decade now.
Peeeaaaanuts!
Loved SansomsThat's a superb post ans summary about what was a way of life for many of us of a certain age. Everything was changing for the better for some of us. The the hifi systems, Clobber. electronic and imported dance music,, waged. At the age of 16 i was earning £65 a day for digging trenches for murphys. McNicholas, Hollerens etc. A pint was a pound, fags,less, rent- fuckall, and only your dick to keep. The rest on Millwall, clobber. Music and sorts, fucking marvellous times!
Amen to that mate. Top people. i'm good pals with another chap from that lot and age group. We still go together and speak on the blower often. They're a bit older than me but they're all still in good nick healthwise. They still have the odd dance in them on occassion and under the correct circumstances.
Bon bonnie? Ginger Bob used to do the sherberts from there if i remember correctly.
I used to go to the Grange and Sansoms a lot of the time. Never liked the dunne cow or Gin Palace.
Had a lot of mates from Bermondsey, Walworth which was rare for a bod from Peckham but i never got involved with what amounted to blue on blue. I also knew Arsenal bods from Walworth, a black Chelseas bod also from se17, all thugs but decent away from football.
I see my Chelsea mate absolutely clobber the icf's Cassandra into a gibbering pulp on the old kings road. We had an away game so 15 or so of us Wall went ChelseasV Vermin with the little nutter we knew from Walworth. He's black chap that was okay with our older lot.
Anyway after the game- Chelsea mob outside start moving through those flats and to the Nell gwyn pub and plot up. Next thing West ham come round the corner further up the road and come forth and bosh it's off. Chelsea straight into them- West ham standing now.
By this point me and the other Wall lads are whacking anything that moved and taking a few digs too. Start moving forward cause there's gaps opening up. That's when the little black fella windmills Casandra to the floor. He then took a few good volleys from a few innocent bystanders from Peckham ,who, by chance, were on there way to an antique auction on Lotts road*
I bet he hasn't put the above in his fucking jackanory Trilogy.
Casanadra- 40 years -
A blurred history of facts & walk down lost memory Lane.
* Never defeated but often unseated.*
Available from all shit charity shops from Monday.
I wonder does he put a defender up front!
Bold move that paid dividends.I wonder does he put a defender up front!
has his son Mark as his assistant, who was also a decent goal scorer in the Ryman leagueI wonder does he put a defender up front!
But sometimes it feels like yesterday mate. I still have some very clear and evocative memories about some games, events people etc.
Often a starting point for us if we didn't go Horseshoe first. I liked it, always good dj's. Same for the Grange. You remember the black chap and sometimes Wall attendee Danny Walters ?
What happened? small fine from Greenwich or Tower bridge magistrates?
Did Hamilton lay it on for him then?. I’m blaming the 90’s for my lose of memory
