What is the biggest queue you have been in?
Mine was for the match against Notts County reserves (way back in 1965 or so). We got there at ten o'clock just to make sure of a ticket, as the gates did not open to one o'clock. As we were leaving at half past one, we thought we would queue again and sell the tickets for the Chelsea Cup game again to out mates at school. When we followed the queue four deep all the way down to the railway bridge by the bus station (over half a mile), we though better of it.
Quite a few times with all the turnstiles operating the queue to the North Stand ran all the way back to Sackville Road traffic lights in those days. Most memorable was the epic crush against Rochdale in 1971, when arriving at six o'clock for a seven thirty kick-off, the queues were too long so we joined the shortest one in the north-east corner under the floodlights. With 34,766 fans in the ground, we could see the queue to the Sackville Road traffic lights as the match kicked off. Not that we could clap or anything, we were packed in like sardines that I could not even scratch my nose.
Mine was for the match against Notts County reserves (way back in 1965 or so). We got there at ten o'clock just to make sure of a ticket, as the gates did not open to one o'clock. As we were leaving at half past one, we thought we would queue again and sell the tickets for the Chelsea Cup game again to out mates at school. When we followed the queue four deep all the way down to the railway bridge by the bus station (over half a mile), we though better of it.
Quite a few times with all the turnstiles operating the queue to the North Stand ran all the way back to Sackville Road traffic lights in those days. Most memorable was the epic crush against Rochdale in 1971, when arriving at six o'clock for a seven thirty kick-off, the queues were too long so we joined the shortest one in the north-east corner under the floodlights. With 34,766 fans in the ground, we could see the queue to the Sackville Road traffic lights as the match kicked off. Not that we could clap or anything, we were packed in like sardines that I could not even scratch my nose.
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