[Albion] Albion legends - venerunt, viderunt, vicerunt…

[Swimboy64]

The days when every players favourite dish was steak & chips

And Lager and Lime

 

[amexer]

when i was first taken to Goldstone am sure we were just as excited to watch Albion as youngsters are now. I went to Hove Park to watch them train and they did use track suit tops as goals. Certainly much closer to the players. My father said he often had a pint with Jimmy Collins (how is he now ) and Bill Cassidy. in the Portland Rd area. He also said even established players were often put up in digs rather than flash house/flat.

 

[Kosh]

I used to spend a lot of my time in the summer hols sitting on the nw terrace watching the training if it rained they’d do small sided under the west stand before it had been completed. I remember Bill Cassidy getting stripped by the others and had to run naked to the changing rooms. This was around 64/5. The players were great to the kids, played cricket with us in the park after their lunch in the cafe. The few who had cars parked inside the gates at the nw corner. They all signed autographs with a smile and were a completely different breed to most of today’s players who don’t have much of a connect with the fans. Different times, different world.

That post, tinged with an edge of sadness, sums up how I’m beginning to feel… I remember travelling down to the Goldstone before the end, literally the end - the Gritt great escape… one or two injured Albion players were in the pub not far from the ground, just mingling… I recall seeing Reinelt literally walking with his boot bag down the street into the ground… smiling and saying hi to the fans as he strolled in…

Not that long ago, but worlds apart…

Now success is wonderful, but the game has clearly lost the common touch… hardly surprising given the ridiculous money involved… but (alas) the days of genuine legends, cult or otherwise, might just be nearing their end… and that does flavour proceedings with a bittersweet taste of, I don’t know, regret I suppose… an ache, that I didn’t appreciate the simpler world of my youth even more…

 

[dejavuatbtn]

That post, tinged with an edge of sadness, sums up how I’m beginning to feel… I remember travelling down to the Goldstone before the end, literally the end - the Gritt great escape… one or two injured Albion players were in the pub not far from the ground, just mingling… I recall seeing Reinelt literally walking with his boot bag down the street into the ground… smiling and saying hi to the fans as he strolled in…

Not that long ago, but worlds apart…

Now success is wonderful, but the game has clearly lost the common touch… hardly surprising given the ridiculous money involved… but (alas) the days of genuine legends, cult or otherwise, might just be nearing their end… and that does flavour proceedings with a bittersweet taste of, I don’t know, regret I suppose… an ache, that I didn’t appreciate the simpler world of my youth even more…

Reminds of the time I drove past the Goldstone after work and saw Matt Le Tissier sitting on a wall on the corner of Newtown Road with his boots round his neck, eating a burger - prepping for Jimmy Case ‘s testimonial. Don’t see top players doing that these days!

 

[Kosh]

Reminds of the time I drove past the Goldstone after work and saw Matt Le Tissier sitting on a wall on the corner of Newtown Road with his boots round his neck, eating a burger - prepping for Jimmy Case ‘s testimonial. Don’t see top players doing that these days!

Yep, I guess this thread was bound to go a bit rose tinted… but… thd old days were a little simpler, maybe a little better too ️

 

[Harry Wilson's tackle]

OK @Kosh

Peter O'Sullivan. Came from Man U. Played for many years. Permed his hair at one point.
Lived in a house on Old Shoreham Road that my dad 'nearly bought' for us in 1969.
Capped for Wales.
Just about survived the Clough madness.

Stuart Henderson.
Magnificent thighs, coated in Wintergreen ointment.
Played for ages.
Did almost nothing, magnificently.

Harry Wilson.
You can guess the rest.

 

[Harry Wilson's tackle]

That post, tinged with an edge of sadness, sums up how I’m beginning to feel… I remember travelling down to the Goldstone before the end, literally the end - the Gritt great escape… one or two injured Albion players were in the pub not far from the ground, just mingling… I recall seeing Reinelt literally walking with his boot bag down the street into the ground… smiling and saying hi to the fans as he strolled in…

Not that long ago, but worlds apart…

Now success is wonderful, but the game has clearly lost the common touch… hardly surprising given the ridiculous money involved… but (alas) the days of genuine legends, cult or otherwise, might just be nearing their end… and that does flavour proceedings with a bittersweet taste of, I don’t know, regret I suppose… an ache, that I didn’t appreciate the simpler world of my youth even more…

I am an old git but I can tell you that...
Everything is better now.

Apart from the sense of glorious neglect, and magnificent irrelevance.

I ought to be a tutter, in a darkened room, seeing as I'm autistic.
Sneering at the topless bottles
And the Prima Donnas on soppy money.

But I am not.

It is better now.
Better club, better team, better ..... hope.

 

[thedonkeycentrehalf]

OK @Kosh

Peter O'Sullivan. Came from Man U. Played for many tears. Permed hishair at one point.
Lived in a house on Old Shoreham Roda that my dad 'nearly bought' for us in 1969.
Capped for Wales.
Just about survived the Clough madness.

Stuart Henderson.
Magnificent thighs, coated in Wintergreen ointment.
Played for ages.
Did almost nothing, magnificently.

Harry Wilson.
You can guess the rest.

Using Sully as the example, I can’t see any of the current first team squad turning out on in Sussex Sunday League after they have retired….unless Joel stays local

 

[zefarelly]

My mate Wolves never stops going on about Steve Bull look at this lot no effort not like Steve Bull, Cunha not fit to clean Steve Bulls boots with that carry on

With all due respect . . . Steve Bull makes Peter ward look like Ansu Fati!

 

[Harry Wilson's tackle]

With all due respect . . . Steve Bull makes Peter ward look like Ansu Fati!

Steve Bull makes Peter Ward look someone who played over 50 times in the top tier.
That's over 50 times more times.
And if I had wings I'd be a bird.
Or a bat.
Or a wasp.
Probably a bat.
Or a wasp.
Definitely not a bird.