Buzzer
Languidly Clinical
- Oct 1, 2006
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What's your worst/best times when you've lost all reason and screamed at a player or manager. A few times I remember:
Ryan Harley at Reading away, Boxing Day a few years back. We were 3-0 down, Harley had done nothing all game and then late on Bridcutt (I think) had the ball in the their left hand corner but surrounded by 2 Reading players. Harley was stood on the penalty spot waving his arms and shouting for Bridcutt to pass it to him. It was nigh on impossible for Bridcutt to get the ball in and Harley knew this and was just going through the motions of pretending to give a stuff about the match. He really was one of the laziest players ever to wear a Brighton shirt. When the ball went out for a goal kick, Harley waved his arm angrily at Bridcutt and it was at that point that I finally snapped. I shot down the steps to the bit by the pitch and called Harley all the names under the sun. I can't be sure if he did swear back but I thought he had and I upped the abuse to 11. Took me weeks to calm down.
CMS at the Amex in I think the second season there. For the umpteenth time he'd raced down the pitch attacking the South Stand end and his first touch put the ball away for a throw-in. I'd been pissed off with him for ages and unusually for an Amex game, I was very drunk so when he'd proven once again that he was no better than Alex Revell, that poor first touch was the cue for me to get out of my seat and launch a full-on sweary rant with me blathering on about never wanting to see him play for us again. Still gets mentioned by those who sit near me.
The Southampton away game where Taricco got sent off for telling the ref what he thought of the penalty given for a challenge yards outside. All our group of 5 or 6 went mental about it. We attracted the attention of the police and stewards so left sharpish.
Micky Adams MkII at Withdean. A dreadful game, not sure who against probably against Cheltenham (there was a time when we always seemed to be playing them) but we'd scored late on so just needed to hang on for 10 minutes for a vital win. At that time, we couldn't defend a lead if our lives depended on it but rather than keep attacking, Micky substituted a striker for a defender and the team then sat back as the opposition gratefully accepted the invitation to test our fragile defence. Inevitably they scored and I went bat-shit mental at Adams. The only reason I didn't get chucked out was that so many other dads were doing the same.
I was also there at Brentford when Brighton fans were raging against Murray for not acknowledging them as he left the pitch. That was a sight to behold.
Ryan Harley at Reading away, Boxing Day a few years back. We were 3-0 down, Harley had done nothing all game and then late on Bridcutt (I think) had the ball in the their left hand corner but surrounded by 2 Reading players. Harley was stood on the penalty spot waving his arms and shouting for Bridcutt to pass it to him. It was nigh on impossible for Bridcutt to get the ball in and Harley knew this and was just going through the motions of pretending to give a stuff about the match. He really was one of the laziest players ever to wear a Brighton shirt. When the ball went out for a goal kick, Harley waved his arm angrily at Bridcutt and it was at that point that I finally snapped. I shot down the steps to the bit by the pitch and called Harley all the names under the sun. I can't be sure if he did swear back but I thought he had and I upped the abuse to 11. Took me weeks to calm down.
CMS at the Amex in I think the second season there. For the umpteenth time he'd raced down the pitch attacking the South Stand end and his first touch put the ball away for a throw-in. I'd been pissed off with him for ages and unusually for an Amex game, I was very drunk so when he'd proven once again that he was no better than Alex Revell, that poor first touch was the cue for me to get out of my seat and launch a full-on sweary rant with me blathering on about never wanting to see him play for us again. Still gets mentioned by those who sit near me.
The Southampton away game where Taricco got sent off for telling the ref what he thought of the penalty given for a challenge yards outside. All our group of 5 or 6 went mental about it. We attracted the attention of the police and stewards so left sharpish.
Micky Adams MkII at Withdean. A dreadful game, not sure who against probably against Cheltenham (there was a time when we always seemed to be playing them) but we'd scored late on so just needed to hang on for 10 minutes for a vital win. At that time, we couldn't defend a lead if our lives depended on it but rather than keep attacking, Micky substituted a striker for a defender and the team then sat back as the opposition gratefully accepted the invitation to test our fragile defence. Inevitably they scored and I went bat-shit mental at Adams. The only reason I didn't get chucked out was that so many other dads were doing the same.
I was also there at Brentford when Brighton fans were raging against Murray for not acknowledging them as he left the pitch. That was a sight to behold.
