can remember being at the pub at the station at hove station, and there being bbc cameras, and people walking a banner saying r.i.p goldstone to the ground, being only 14 I had a few cheeky halfs.
I drank myself into a stupor in a bar near where I was living in Canada, popped out to the shops to get something for my tea after the final whistle and bumped into a fellow Brit in the car park, he spotted the stripes and said that his dad was a Brighton fan...I was able to break the good news to him.
The Royal Oak in St. James' Street, now called The Oak, or the Oakey Dokey if your up close and personal, myself and a few others met there as it was close to home and chipped in for a cab to take us to game, thats style
Every home game same routine
I was only 8 and my dad never took me to watch albion till he got a free ticket for up at Gillingham. Only really started supporting Brighton for about 8 years after liking the game up at Gillingham, I always took a liking to the Albion
I wasnt old enough to drink then at the ripe old age of 16
Just walked around hove park and old shoreham road soaking (literally) up the atmosphere and gettin gmy free paper hat from southern sound