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Terrace culture my arse

 

A trip to Macclesfield. Arranged on Facebook. Booked on the internet. Travelling with SatNav. Texting or Twittering to meet up at a designated pub at a designated time. Wow. What fun.

 

A trip to Macclesfield in the past, 20 years ago, was a more off-the-cuff affair.

 

Friday night consisted of ten pints of bitter around town. A few more shorts down the local till the early hours (unless the law culled the lock-in). A few calls around the pub "Who fancies Macc tomorrow?". A quick count of numbers. One car or two? The train perhaps? Bit late for the train, so the car seems best bet. 5 in number, so driver required. Who's turn was it anyway? Didn't one of us drive to Brentford? Or Leyton Orient the other week?

 

Morning of the game. Maybe time for a trip in town for a haircut. But more than likely lying in your pit sobering up. No Soccer AM to tune into. Football Focus at 12 noon or On The Ball?. but neither would feature the lower leagues, so not really a religious affair watching them.

 

Beep of the horn outside the house. Car full all waiting. Is it the Vauxhall Viva, the rusty Ford Escort MKII or the "state-of-the-art" Skoda? haha.

 

A few tinnies for the trip. Maybe a swift spliff or two.

 

No idea where Macc is. Has someone got an A-Z. Surely one of the lads has borrowed one off their dad or mate at work? Its somewhere south of Manchester, north of Birmingham and east of Wales. But not quite Chester! Then some genius declares "did anyone have the nous to buy a programme last week, pretty sure they print the directions to up and coming away games in them". Alas that would be far too organised.

 

Another "Shudder Tours" outing has begun.

 

As per usual. One of the lads has dug out his 7" vinyl collection and knocked-up a mix-tape for the journey. In keeping with the theme for the day, its more than likely a smattering of the Macc Lads (plus old school favourites like "Down in the Tube Station", "New Rose", 'Made of Stone", "Doing The Dinosaur"!).

 

One of the lads has no tinnies, so its a stop at the local off-licence. But he's no money either. So its a trip to cashpoint. Another brightspark points out he has no money, but needs a different cash point. And whilst we are at it, we've not enough petrol.

 

4 pick-ups, 2 cashpoints, the garage, the offy and we're finally off, three quarters of an hour behind the drunken schedule we'd arranged in the early hours.

 

Not much room in the back. Trying to skin up on a Haynes car manual ain't the easiest. Tobacco all over the seat. Driver ain't happy. He'll be less pleased if there's any bombers dropping out of the reefer!! Not forgetting the ale spillage.

 

Arriving in Macc an hour or so later.

 

Finding a pub that doesn't look too dodgy. There's no pre-arranging meeting point. We've not played here before, so no ideas of good, bad, safe or dangerous. Finally decide on some place with a car park. Walk in. A few sly glances around to see if any other Wanderers fans in or any dodgy looking locals?. turns out there's a bit of both. Ah well, if it kicks off, there's 5 of us, a few more familiar looking lads at the other side of the bar? safety in numbers. Don't know the Wanderers lads, only by face and the customary nod of acknowledgement.

 

Chatting to a lads in the pub pissers. Turns out he's from up Morris Green and he's nipped to the shop for a loaf. Bumped into some mates and now he's in Macc. "The Mrs will go spare!".

 

A few more pints and a cheeky spliff on the walk to the ground. Only a few quid to get in. Might even be able to bribe a steward into letting the 5 of us in for a tenner in his back pocket (we did it at Bournemouth so always worth the ask).

 

Crap game. Bolton win 2-0. Chester haven't really turned their temporary home into a fortress. Makes a change from visiting Sealand Road though.

 

Ah well, its game 5 of a 23 match unbeaten run.

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one of the youngsters with us yesterday stated it was the first time he'd ever stood on a terrace ....i felt very old...and thought how much we had experienced in our time as wanderers fans...

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Terrace culture my arse

 

A trip to Macclesfield. Arranged on Facebook. Booked on the internet. Travelling with SatNav. Texting or Twittering to meet up at a designated pub at a designated time. Wow. What fun.

 

A trip to Macclesfield in the past, 20 years ago, was a more off-the-cuff affair.

 

Friday night consisted of ten pints of bitter around town. A few more shorts down the local till the early hours (unless the law culled the lock-in). A few calls around the pub "Who fancies Macc tomorrow?". A quick count of numbers. One car or two? The train perhaps? Bit late for the train, so the car seems best bet. 5 in number, so driver required. Who's turn was it anyway? Didn't one of us drive to Brentford? Or Leyton Orient the other week?

 

Morning of the game. Maybe time for a trip in town for a haircut. But more than likely lying in your pit sobering up. No Soccer AM to tune into. Football Focus at 12 noon or On The Ball?. but neither would feature the lower leagues, so not really a religious affair watching them.

 

Beep of the horn outside the house. Car full all waiting. Is it the Vauxhall Viva, the rusty Ford Escort MKII or the "state-of-the-art" Skoda? haha.

 

A few tinnies for the trip. Maybe a swift spliff or two.

 

No idea where Macc is. Has someone got an A-Z. Surely one of the lads has borrowed one off their dad or mate at work? Its somewhere south of Manchester, north of Birmingham and east of Wales. But not quite Chester! Then some genius declares "did anyone have the nous to buy a programme last week, pretty sure they print the directions to up and coming away games in them". Alas that would be far too organised.

 

Another "Shudder Tours" outing has begun.

 

As per usual. One of the lads has dug out his 7" vinyl collection and knocked-up a mix-tape for the journey. In keeping with the theme for the day, its more than likely a smattering of the Macc Lads (plus old school favourites like "Down in the Tube Station", "New Rose", 'Made of Stone", "Doing The Dinosaur"!).

 

One of the lads has no tinnies, so its a stop at the local off-licence. But he's no money either. So its a trip to cashpoint. Another brightspark points out he has no money, but needs a different cash point. And whilst we are at it, we've not enough petrol.

 

4 pick-ups, 2 cashpoints, the garage, the offy and we're finally off, three quarters of an hour behind the drunken schedule we'd arranged in the early hours.

 

Not much room in the back. Trying to skin up on a Haynes car manual ain't the easiest. Tobacco all over the seat. Driver ain't happy. He'll be less pleased if there's any bombers dropping out of the reefer!! Not forgetting the ale spillage.

 

Arriving in Macc an hour or so later.

 

Finding a pub that doesn't look too dodgy. There's no pre-arranging meeting point. We've not played here before, so no ideas of good, bad, safe or dangerous. Finally decide on some place with a car park. Walk in. A few sly glances around to see if any other Wanderers fans in or any dodgy looking locals?. turns out there's a bit of both. Ah well, if it kicks off, there's 5 of us, a few more familiar looking lads at the other side of the bar? safety in numbers. Don't know the Wanderers lads, only by face and the customary nod of acknowledgement.

 

Chatting to a lads in the pub pissers. Turns out he's from up Morris Green and he's nipped to the shop for a loaf. Bumped into some mates and now he's in Macc. "The Mrs will go spare!".

 

A few more pints and a cheeky spliff on the walk to the ground. Only a few quid to get in. Might even be able to bribe a steward into letting the 5 of us in for a tenner in his back pocket (we did it at Bournemouth so always worth the ask).

 

Crap game. Bolton win 2-0. Chester haven't really turned their temporary home into a fortress. Makes a change from visiting Sealand Road though.

 

Ah well, its game 5 of a 23 match unbeaten run.

 

Top post!!

 

Brought back a lot of happy memories!!

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Terrace culture my arse

 

A trip to Macclesfield. Arranged on Facebook. Booked on the internet. Travelling with SatNav. Texting or Twittering to meet up at a designated pub at a designated time. Wow. What fun.

 

A trip to Macclesfield in the past, 20 years ago, was a more off-the-cuff affair.

 

Friday night consisted of ten pints of bitter around town. A few more shorts down the local till the early hours (unless the law culled the lock-in). A few calls around the pub "Who fancies Macc tomorrow?". A quick count of numbers. One car or two? The train perhaps? Bit late for the train, so the car seems best bet. 5 in number, so driver required. Who's turn was it anyway? Didn't one of us drive to Brentford? Or Leyton Orient the other week?

 

Morning of the game. Maybe time for a trip in town for a haircut. But more than likely lying in your pit sobering up. No Soccer AM to tune into. Football Focus at 12 noon or On The Ball?. but neither would feature the lower leagues, so not really a religious affair watching them.

 

Beep of the horn outside the house. Car full all waiting. Is it the Vauxhall Viva, the rusty Ford Escort MKII or the "state-of-the-art" Skoda? haha.

 

A few tinnies for the trip. Maybe a swift spliff or two.

 

No idea where Macc is. Has someone got an A-Z. Surely one of the lads has borrowed one off their dad or mate at work? Its somewhere south of Manchester, north of Birmingham and east of Wales. But not quite Chester! Then some genius declares "did anyone have the nous to buy a programme last week, pretty sure they print the directions to up and coming away games in them". Alas that would be far too organised.

 

Another "Shudder Tours" outing has begun.

 

As per usual. One of the lads has dug out his 7" vinyl collection and knocked-up a mix-tape for the journey. In keeping with the theme for the day, its more than likely a smattering of the Macc Lads (plus old school favourites like "Down in the Tube Station", "New Rose", 'Made of Stone", "Doing The Dinosaur"!).

 

One of the lads has no tinnies, so its a stop at the local off-licence. But he's no money either. So its a trip to cashpoint. Another brightspark points out he has no money, but needs a different cash point. And whilst we are at it, we've not enough petrol.

 

4 pick-ups, 2 cashpoints, the garage, the offy and we're finally off, three quarters of an hour behind the drunken schedule we'd arranged in the early hours.

 

Not much room in the back. Trying to skin up on a Haynes car manual ain't the easiest. Tobacco all over the seat. Driver ain't happy. He'll be less pleased if there's any bombers dropping out of the reefer!! Not forgetting the ale spillage.

 

Arriving in Macc an hour or so later.

 

Finding a pub that doesn't look too dodgy. There's no pre-arranging meeting point. We've not played here before, so no ideas of good, bad, safe or dangerous. Finally decide on some place with a car park. Walk in. A few sly glances around to see if any other Wanderers fans in or any dodgy looking locals?. turns out there's a bit of both. Ah well, if it kicks off, there's 5 of us, a few more familiar looking lads at the other side of the bar? safety in numbers. Don't know the Wanderers lads, only by face and the customary nod of acknowledgement.

 

Chatting to a lads in the pub pissers. Turns out he's from up Morris Green and he's nipped to the shop for a loaf. Bumped into some mates and now he's in Macc. "The Mrs will go spare!".

 

A few more pints and a cheeky spliff on the walk to the ground. Only a few quid to get in. Might even be able to bribe a steward into letting the 5 of us in for a tenner in his back pocket (we did it at Bournemouth so always worth the ask).

 

Crap game. Bolton win 2-0. Chester haven't really turned their temporary home into a fortress. Makes a change from visiting Sealand Road though.

 

Ah well, its game 5 of a 23 match unbeaten run.

 

Hard to believe that 19/20 years have elapsed

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I was saying the same to me mate on Sat. For that Chester game 20 yrs ago, we were in a Kearsley bookies at 2pm with no ticket and decided to go on the spot. Still it was good on Saturday, definitely that 80s feeling in the second half. Good to see some WWs chaps in Wethys if anyone could remember ( was late in the day for some at 1.30 lunchtime)

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I was saying the same to me mate on Sat. For that Chester game 20 yrs ago, we were in a Kearsley bookies at 2pm with no ticket and decided to go on the spot. Still it was good on Saturday, definitely that 80s feeling in the second half. Good to see some WWs chaps in Wethys if anyone could remember ( was late in the day for some at 1.30 lunchtime)

 

How did you know they were WW? Did they give you the official bum feel or the tongue kiss, reserved usually for click elders.

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stockport last league game i reckon 2000ish...

Turning the question round, then, I wonder what was our first ever league game in an all seater stadium??

I know Coventry were the first to have one, but would we have played them before we played anyone who'd done it??

Where's Biff when you need him :whistle:

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Wiki reckons they made their ground all seater in 1981, but we didn't play them until 1987 and that was in the cup - it was 1995 before we played there in the league. So we must have had a league game in an all seater before that...

 

are you playing yourself here satan? :D

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Someone's just bitter weren't there yesterday :D

 

Haha. Not a million miles off. But would have preferred the old school approach to an away trip.

 

My god, the recollections of the day out to Coventry in the Cup in 1987. Back of a trannie van with about 15 other lads. Mayhem outside the away end after the game.

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