Yes, I had forgotten about that.
I suppose looking back they should have let his wife out first.
Having met the prick many times when he ran the Far Post in Worthing I`m not sorry.
Yes, I had forgotten about that.
Will not happen in pubs anymore as there are no longer ash-trays........thank f*** , stinky things.
Loads of LADS and hardly a Tacchini in sight.
SAKE.
Saw them at the station, they weren't even Brighton fans (or hoolies), they were Millwall just looking for some trouble. The whole thing is a bit embarrassing really isn't it?I saw them being held, quite funny when they tried to walk away at every chance. One of them had huge scars in the back of his head with massive chunks missing, it was horrific.
Saw them at the station, they weren't even Brighton fans (or hoolies), they were Millwall just looking for some trouble. The whole thing is a bit embarrassing really isn't it?
How do you know they were Millwall?
How do you know they were Millwall?
One of them said it.
There was seemingly a fairly large group of younger fans who fit the description on this thread at Brighton station at about 9am, hence asking where the Millwall thing has come from.
Still had no trouble in St Albans or Luton, just had fun and games on the 2155 Thameslink from St Pancras.
Goarn Buckie..tell us..who was the fun had with?
you have got it all wrong silent bob best you remain silent unless you know the facts, these lads were brighton, good turn out that day from us dont you agree??Saw them at the station, they weren't even Brighton fans (or hoolies), they were Millwall just looking for some trouble. The whole thing is a bit embarrassing really isn't it?
you have got it all wrong silent bob best you remain silent unless you know the facts, these lads were brighton, good turn out that day from us dont you agree??Saw them at the station, they weren't even Brighton fans (or hoolies), they were Millwall just looking for some trouble. The whole thing is a bit embarrassing really isn't it?
oh dearThankfully, most of us fans can be proud of the club that we support without feeling the need to express that pride by beating into a pulp supporters of rival clubs.
oh dear