Hands up, I'm not one of the people who made the trip to Charlton, so obviously I haven't taken a personal hit regarding the late postponement. However, I can't help but think that the best way for us as a club to respond would be just to go there and beat them. Obviously, I know that's easier said than done, but I really think the club, and more specifically, the players should use this to their advantage. Be pissed off with the wasted journey, and show them what it means to give the fans, travelling twice, a win. I know this might sound a bit far fetched, but, I do have a tale to tell. In the Promotion to the Prem season, my sister was working at Portsmouth. Our match at Portsmouth away was rearranged. Can't remember the circumstances, but basically Portsmouth felt majorly aggrieved that Barnsley would not rearrange the fixture when Portsmouth wanted it. As it happened, it was rearranged to very close to the end of the season, on a Tuesday night. As my sister was living there, I travelled down, and stayed over. We lost. It was a massive blow to the promotion campaign. It was our game in hand, and we blew it. Wolves were, back in control... For a day at least. Anyway, after the match I got talking to some of the Portsmouth staff. Basically, the story was that Portsmouth were never going to lose that game. The club, the players, the staff, were so p:ssd off with Barnsley for messing about with the rearranged fixture, a seige mentality had kicked in. They were massively up for it. At the time, I thought it was ******, because I thought we had a far bigger incentive..( the Premier league), but as their players came into the players lounge one by one, they were all saying the same thing.... Glad to have beaten us, for messing them about. I guess that it's a different group of players, different decade etc, but it would be nice to think our players want a payback. Or am I too optimistic?
I think that in order to want payback you have to have players who give a **** and apart from two or three we don't have that.
If it was easy as using the inconvenience to our advantage, we'd have won when Plymouth was rearranged
Sure I remember this game Did we lose 4-2 or something like that . Never realised they were a story behind that game Got to say I do enjoy listening to your stories especially the ones I were too young to remember Not trying to make you look old there
I think it was 4:2. Remember being absolutely gutted and having to socialise with Portsmouth people. Old. I feel very old now! Hehe.
Just out of interest if we would have won that match who would we have played and had to win to gain promotion. Would it still have been bradford
Lee Bradbury hat trick redders got 2 from outside area. Had a 'dentist' appointment that day..... Well that's what school thought.
Think if we had beat Portsmouth and with wolves losing day after we would have been up on that result don't quote me on that tho
Yes, I think so. Can't remember if the Palace away game was before or after the Portsmouth game. I think after, because I seem to remember us having an outside chance of winning it at Palace. That's why we took so many down. 3,000 I think But I think Bradford was the first real chance we had (thanks to Grimsby equalising at Wolves the night after the Portsmouth defeat).
I had an event at the Metrodome that day. I had a very understanding boss who let me scarper at 2pm. Got there in no time. Was gutting.
Remember not wanting to socialse with any Portsmouth people as they weren't too friendly. In fact, I remember being glad to get on the bus. I remember being about as p1ssed off as I have ever been on a journey back from an away game - thought we had blown it. I remember then listening to Wolves game at Grimsby the following evening on a very faint signal in the car from BBC Radio Humberside - spent all night stood on the drive smoking like a trooper trying to hear what was going on amidst the hissing from the crap signal and willing Grimsby to win. Remember dancing half way down the street when they won (edit, drew). Happy days!
We would've clinched promotion the following night, after Wolves had been held to a draw at home to Grimsby. That result meant Wolves couldn't reach 80 points. If we'd have beaten Portsmouth, we'd have reached that total on the Tuesday night. As it was, we did it at home to Bradford in the penultimate game of the season on the Saturday.
Yes, that's right - if we had won at Portsmouth then we would have been promoted the following night without playing when Grimsby drew, and would have played Bradford having already gone up. Glad it happened the way it did though - it would have been less of an "experience" if it had happened that way round.
Think Grimsby only drew, but I also remember dancing around my boyfriends (now husbands) flat when they equalised.
Never knew that fired. Although it was only 3 days after the trip to Palace, so two long trips in the space of 3 days may have taken the toll a bit. That's my excuse anyway. For the benefit of other posters this game was (as mentioned by others) indeed 4 days before the fateful Bradford game at Oakwell on 26th April 1997.
In actual fact we had clinched promotion after drawing at Palace, although we weren't to know it, as that put us on to 77 points and Wolves only finished with 76. So despite us all thinking we'd blown it at Pompey we were actually already promoted, sort of. Certainly remember going to Palace with the hope that we'd clinch it that day. Very boozy day too, starting at opening time in the pubs around Victoria and finishing at chucking out time in the Spread Eagle on Parkway in Camden Town. But I wouldn't have changed it for the day at Oakwell against Bradford. Nearly didn't get to that match, as my ticket was lost in the post and they wouldn't give me a replacement for the Ponty, which had sold out, so I ended up in the lower east near the away fans with the part-timers. It was fate though as the players were all celebrating right in front of me after Clint's goal. Well, I celebrated for a couple of seconds before 'needing a sit down!' So glad we didn't leave it to Oxford though, as I couldn't get the day off for love nor money and it would have been the most obvious 'sickie' ever thrown!