Beach Hut
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Pretty sure he did wear one from time to time
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WSF. The Origins Of Casuals In Brighton.
- Thread starter thecavern
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Pretty sure he did wear one from time to time
Ernest
Stupid IDIOT
I remember m s doing his bit for Anglo Dutch relations in Eindhoven in 1982. Still see him around town
looney
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- Jul 7, 2003
- 15,652
Wasn't my lot talking shit you pleb it was a couple of Blackburn Rovers Scarfers who I met in the summer. Its only now that I am connecting the dots, now button it twerp while I read cavemans latest.
Beach Hut
Brighton Bhuna Boy
Bad days, I remember Steve Foster egging us on once from a bar when there was a KO in Holland.
Bevendean Hillbilly
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The only pack you ever ran with was the cubs you dickhead.
looney
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- Jul 7, 2003
- 15,652
Did I say I was in a gang you hopelessly illiterate cretin?
My spellings of but at least I can read you fuckwad, I have got involved a few times in the past and no doubt could recognise a few but this was before my time.
1 night only
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- Apr 29, 2009
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Good work a funny and revealing read,
Is this one punch merchant JL?
This lad who whacked him had a reputation for knocking people unconscious with one punch. He did it in front of me at the Sea House one night after someone poked his finger into the Green Crocodile logo on on his Lacoste and asked
“does it fuckin’ bite?” He got his answer, though he couldn’t have known much about it.
Is this one punch merchant JL?
This lad who whacked him had a reputation for knocking people unconscious with one punch. He did it in front of me at the Sea House one night after someone poked his finger into the Green Crocodile logo on on his Lacoste and asked
“does it fuckin’ bite?” He got his answer, though he couldn’t have known much about it.
Dr. Notthenineo'clocknews
Remainer
them days eh? I was dragged up in Moulsecoomb in the 70's and some of the names mentioned are all coming back to me, however the blast from the past was that Martin Crellin, Corelli I used to call him, I think he had a brother as well who also used to get involved at Palace, he had a beard, i was always wary of any hooligan member who had a beard! (we had one once,1984, don't know his name, ginger bloke, was mates with LB) i'm rambling now.....
brighton bluenose
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"another time we invaded a game at selhurst park. It was around ‘82 palace home to blackburn rovers last day of the season. It was decided this would be an ideal game to infiltrate selhurst park and cause mayhem. At brighton station we were an easy 100 lads. At preston park another forty. It had been planned for weeks in advance i remember an older guy beaky a local face had been involved with the planning. It was all cloak and dagger nonsense with splitting up diversions at east croydon and selhurst park to confuse the ob. The first kick off was at east croydon. A palace firm was spotted on another platform and were called out the fight spanned across several platforms with scuffles breaking out everywhere. I saw a distress flare go whizzing across me to a fence where some palace fans were climbing out. It was pandemonium. A by-stander was pummeled for whacking someone with his briefcase and women were screaming. Beaky was furious. We had blown our cover already for a flash in the pan. But he need not have worried. What happened next at selhurst park would become infamous"
we met up at the turnstiles; some coming from thornton heath station some from selhurst as arranged. A few nods and we
went through. To our left was a large group of traveling fans and when all of our number was through we started to walk slowly along through the main stand near the touchline. Palace fans were singing. Some began looking. It wasn’t a full house but as we snaked along i could the sense the eyes of some of the home crowd trying to make sense of what they were seeing.
Quizzical looks were exchanged. As planned we kept walking. We moved along and eventually ended up on the opposite corner to where we entered. By this time it was clear that a few people had recognized some faces. The game started.
One of our firm d.s
spotted crellin, supposedly their top boy who he’d had previous with at a home game and broken his tooth, part of which stayed in his hand and went poison. At half time we walked back round to the food vendors. On the way back someone threw a cup of tea over a home fan and it kicked off.
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what actually happened was at half-time this lairy little cvnt walked all the way round the touch-line and said to one of bha's lads ;beaky ''m gonna stub this fag out in your eye' the bha fella said 'get on with it then you palace cvnt' and hey presto the cvnt got battered!!"!
we met up at the turnstiles; some coming from thornton heath station some from selhurst as arranged. A few nods and we
went through. To our left was a large group of traveling fans and when all of our number was through we started to walk slowly along through the main stand near the touchline. Palace fans were singing. Some began looking. It wasn’t a full house but as we snaked along i could the sense the eyes of some of the home crowd trying to make sense of what they were seeing.
Quizzical looks were exchanged. As planned we kept walking. We moved along and eventually ended up on the opposite corner to where we entered. By this time it was clear that a few people had recognized some faces. The game started.
One of our firm d.s
spotted crellin, supposedly their top boy who he’d had previous with at a home game and broken his tooth, part of which stayed in his hand and went poison. At half time we walked back round to the food vendors. On the way back someone threw a cup of tea over a home fan and it kicked off.
.[/quote]
what actually happened was at half-time this lairy little cvnt walked all the way round the touch-line and said to one of bha's lads ;beaky ''m gonna stub this fag out in your eye' the bha fella said 'get on with it then you palace cvnt' and hey presto the cvnt got battered!!"!
smudge
Up the Albion!
Enjoying this little thread. If you are of a certain age it brings back memories.
Couldn't beat Palace away back then, f***ing quality.
Couldn't beat Palace away back then, f***ing quality.
SussexHoop
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- Dec 7, 2003
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Marlton & Hove Albion
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Just don’t ask me where that kind of behavior comes from. It’s probably latent in every human being on earth. Even you.
Speak soon.[/QUOTE]
I think it was the first time Chelsea came down. Two of my mates got caught and nicked on a roof top just off North St with half a dozen molotov cocktails (Unigate Full Cream and Four Star). It seems utterly bewildering now but 100% true. Two nice boys from Hollingbury turned terrorist.
I recall an away day to Peterboro in the FA Cup. Cold as all f*** and the game played with Orange Ball on a snow white pitch. Prior to Hillsborough with 5-6,000 crammed into that little terraced away stand. I was with the White Admiral "All Stars" and remember the Chief Cuntstable of Cambridgeshire boarding the bus 2 hours after the final whistle and telling us we were never again welcome. On the way home on the A1, most of the contents of the filling station was transported onto the bus (Big cans of 10W40, Boxes of Crisps, Windscreen Wipers you name it). Poor cashier gripping the till. Happy and splendidly stupid days.
Diadora BB Elite Gold, Fiorucci Jeans, Lacoste, Ellesse, Sergio Tachini, Burberry, so ridiculous. We all looked like Danny Dyer in "The Business". I'm quite sure no other country could or wanted to emulate a movement so odd. Young men of modest means thieving and spending every penny on clobber, to belong, desperate for recognition and respect. Ultimate insecurity and mindless thuggery.
The anthems of the 80's. Who needed Adam Ant, Echo & the B, Duran Duran?
'You'll never make the station", "You're gonna get your f***ing head kicked in", "Got left, right, left". "Give me a B......."
Testing your manhood on Friday nights when a big name was in town. Tottenham, Chelsea, Man U, Leeds.....the whole town seemed like a battle zone and we'd usually end up with the loss.
From along way away Brighton in the early 80s now feels like a movie set and me sat in the front row. Never really an actor, ice cream in hand and hoping it carried on forever.
Speak soon.[/QUOTE]
I think it was the first time Chelsea came down. Two of my mates got caught and nicked on a roof top just off North St with half a dozen molotov cocktails (Unigate Full Cream and Four Star). It seems utterly bewildering now but 100% true. Two nice boys from Hollingbury turned terrorist.
I recall an away day to Peterboro in the FA Cup. Cold as all f*** and the game played with Orange Ball on a snow white pitch. Prior to Hillsborough with 5-6,000 crammed into that little terraced away stand. I was with the White Admiral "All Stars" and remember the Chief Cuntstable of Cambridgeshire boarding the bus 2 hours after the final whistle and telling us we were never again welcome. On the way home on the A1, most of the contents of the filling station was transported onto the bus (Big cans of 10W40, Boxes of Crisps, Windscreen Wipers you name it). Poor cashier gripping the till. Happy and splendidly stupid days.
Diadora BB Elite Gold, Fiorucci Jeans, Lacoste, Ellesse, Sergio Tachini, Burberry, so ridiculous. We all looked like Danny Dyer in "The Business". I'm quite sure no other country could or wanted to emulate a movement so odd. Young men of modest means thieving and spending every penny on clobber, to belong, desperate for recognition and respect. Ultimate insecurity and mindless thuggery.
The anthems of the 80's. Who needed Adam Ant, Echo & the B, Duran Duran?
'You'll never make the station", "You're gonna get your f***ing head kicked in", "Got left, right, left". "Give me a B......."
Testing your manhood on Friday nights when a big name was in town. Tottenham, Chelsea, Man U, Leeds.....the whole town seemed like a battle zone and we'd usually end up with the loss.
From along way away Brighton in the early 80s now feels like a movie set and me sat in the front row. Never really an actor, ice cream in hand and hoping it carried on forever.
then and now
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- Jan 16, 2010
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I remember PG when he was told by Alan Mullery that all the reserves and youth team were travelling to palarse with the 1st team to watch the game, he told mullers he couldn't sit near the palarse fans and keep quiet so he was told to stay home, on the Sat morning himself with at least another 50 schoomers ( clarkes ,walkers,adams ect) were on the 9am train for norwood junction after some fun and games around norwood we went to the ground only for PG to be spotted by Graham Mosely our keeper at the time who pissed himself laughing at PG as he knew PG wasn't supposed to be at the game
getofftheropes
bossa nova
Intresting read mate,please keep up the good work.
raymondbriggs
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This is true,with the burrell we ran the holmsdale at half time,a few chants of "millwall and Brighton"sent the scum into a full panic.
Dr. Notthenineo'clocknews
Remainer
I met a guy about 15 years ago in, of all places Boston USA he was living there, builder, claimed he got 2 years for that petrol bomb incedent the night before the Chelsea match, If I remember, his initials were SH
Dr. Notthenineo'clocknews
Remainer
No you just want to carry on spouting shit.I hardly missed a game in the 80's and yes millwall often took the piss.But if some clown had been shouting your disgusting nickname I am sure palace would have made a better fist of it.Another thing millwall never waited till half time to clear the holmesdale.
Marlton & Hove Albion
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I'm sure quite a few have been reading this thread with the full conviction that most of it is just made up or at least embellishing. Those poor misguided lads got sent to a young offenders hotel for a stretch. Although they were mates, thank god they did get caught before they killed someone. Neither were WSF, so goes to show the level of insanity during that era. What a small world that you met one of them in Boston and got talking about it....