Worst away days you've had?

Ipswich was disappointing, the better team won on the day but going home couldnt help been gutted thinking what if Barnard had scored the pen before halftime, or hiristov scored that header from point blank, and you kind of felt that was our big chance to get back to the premiership gone.

 

How many of the above fit round a trip to blackpool...

 

Man Utd 7 - 0 Barnsley.
Altrincham
Sheff weds 2-1 Barnsley. Di Canio should have got sent off and then scored the winner.
Oldham away in the FA Cup. Gunner Halle fell over and got a pen in the fog.

 

I went to all of those games. Humiliating.

 

Was that the one where Morgan gave away a penalty for handball I think? I was too young to have gone but I remember crying myself to sleep that night thinking we'd blown it.

 

That was a mate of mine. His day didn’t start too well. He had a skin full and lost about £40 at cards. The someone threw a firework in the Barnsley end and it landed in his turn up - blew it to Smithereens. Then the game started and we got walloped.

I think he invaded the pitch at 4-0 down. Didn’t realise who it was at first but then he started weaving in and out of the Blackburn team, so we knew it couldn’t be one of our players.

He got right up to the dugout and gave Clarke a right mouthful.

I took him to court shortly afterwards. He got a heavy fine and a 12 month banning order so sold me his season ticket for £20. I think he diddled me.

 

There have been so many that this thread could beat the US Election one.

if I had to go for one Nightmare it would be the Premier League game at Old Trafford. I cut short a family holiday in Florida to be there. Left the family over in Florida. Arrived knackered at Manchester airport at 1pm. Rushed to the ground. Was sat in the Main Stand at pitch level (our allocation had been sold out immediately). Never realised Utd had such a crap cambered pitch.

Then it got worse. The Referee blew his whistle to start the game. We were lucky to get nil.

A few hours later, in the middle of the night, (time differences) I got a phone call from ar Lass. “How did you get on?” She said. I knew the marriage would never last.

 

Those Halifax days in the 70s

 

Travelling to Grimsby in snow hoping game wouldn't be called off only to get there and attend the game and watch us lose 6-1 with one of our own players scoring against us. Then travel back wondering what just happened thinking I wish the pitch had been frozen afterall.

 

2-1 defeat at Walsall, march 2002, made it very difficult for us to stay up, relegated after a 2-0 home defeat by Norwich.

 

The game was good but the whole day was ruined with the journey back to the car after brum in the playoffs after we’d thumped em 4-0. They were waiting down every street, throwing stones, threatining, fighting, attacking women and kids the lot. Scum of highest order. Then when we got to the cars they were running up and down kicking cars in and smashing the windows. Horrible journey away from the ground.

wont go back there again.

 

January 15th 1977, away at Torquay. Set off just after midnight on coach, got there 8am, Torquay was shut, and was freezing with a bitter wind. We had to huddle into the only cafe open for miles, shivering in misery. Kick off 3 pm, awful match. 83rd minute Torquay scored the only goal. By that time I'd lost interest in living and was a numb block of ice.
Long crappy journey back but at least it was above freezing on the coach!
A close second in terms of result and temperature was the 3-0 loss at Port Vale in January 1977. We were desperately hoping the game would be called off at half time with the pitch an ice rink, but the ref allowed it to continue-unfortunately.
There followed a series of battles with the Burslem boot boys, and the famous (at the time) capture of a Vale hooligan and kidnapping him back to Barnsley, and the horrific journey in a snowstorm over Woodhead Pass-with no windows in the coach and us looking like snowmen.
Happy days....

 

Southend in December 1992, last Saturday before Christmas. Bus broke down at Woodall services and we were waiting an hour and a half for a replacement thereby scuppering any chance of a pre-match drink. Once there we are put on the open away end and it was pouring down and proper freezing. Southend has given away tickets to local schools who were sitting in the covered stand to our right and the police point blank refused to let us get under cover, to top off an already wonderful day Stan Collymore took us apart with a hat-trick and did some tip-top shithousery right in front of us. Back to the bus, everyone sopping wet, we had to wait about an hour before we set off because the windows inside were so misted up due to all the steaming bodies on board.

Ah, happy days...

 

Huddersfield Town in Danny's 2nd season in charge. We're well beaten 0-3 and we're desperately short of defenders so much so we're forced to bring on Mal Shotton, who by that time is nudging 40 years old, on as a sub. I'm living and working over that way and I get grief from my colleagues in the days following the game. It's obvious we need more defenders and shortly after de Zeeuw is recruited and the season after we're promoted!

 

I went to that Brighton game with the current Mrs. D. R.. We met the Quiet One and his good lady outside the ground. I had stumped up for the expensive seats whilst our friends had opted for the less expensive seats so we went through separate turnstiles. However, we met inside the ground where we were told we could sit where we liked. Thus we sat together in the dear seats, much to my annoyance. The result didn't make me feel any better.

 

I tried to find a video of the invisible man penalty when I posted this originally, with absolutely no joy.

Sods law that someone posts it on Twitter a few days later, albeit long enough for this look like a very random bump.

For those who've never seen it, here you go. For those who were there, you've probably never forgotten it.

 

I'm smiling at that and I shouldn't really. Always boils my piss when the commentator bottles it - even after seeing the incident played back numerous times. "Now then, lets have a look. Was it a penalty...............................................................................................................Referee says yes. Let's see what Gunner Halle can do with this." ********.

 

Thanks for posting mate and Yes I was there and I will never EVER forget, Mr George Cain

 

19th January 1991 vs Oldham, lost 2-0 on a the drastic plastic. It was freezing cold, and the car nearly got stuck in the mud car park. Boundary Park back then was truly awful on a winter's day.