Zesh Rehman
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The Palace fans were awful, no atmosphere. But lets be honest, when did the Brighton fans sing? They barely sung at all, shocking for a 'derby' game
The Palace fans were awful, no atmosphere. But lets be honest, when did the Brighton fans sing? They barely sung at all, shocking for a 'derby' game[/QUOTE
You were obviously not there then.
Were you there? there was a 10ft steel wall errected at the top of Homesdale road (did you not see it) we were hearded down to the Clifton and all the way around!! how did you stroll down the Homesdale with a mix of fans
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You were obviously not there then.
There is plenty of unverified BS about this mob down this.... blah blah
But to say brighton did not boss the atmosphere is absurd.
I saw on twitter that a Palace fan was beaten up by a police horse. is this true?
Sadly saw this comment from a Brighton "fan" on another thread.....its very sad reading.
Hightlights from the game
The several albion fans pissing on the caravans on route to the ground
Thr groupon chant catching on
The full bottle of coke nearly hitting parr in the face
The chant about their toilets already being smashed up
Their wooden seats being waved in the air on the way back to the station
Good day and results couldnt belive how run dpwn the ground was though, like gone back in time. Is it the worst ground in the championship?
Fighting a police horse, the guy is a legend
I wonder who started it ? lol i can just see it...
front of the police line pissed palace fan "stop fcking pushing" ... OB edges horse forward,
pissed palace fan, "you push me one more time" ...OB edges horse forward
ppf "right" and pushes the police horse ...
Its nostrils flare, it looks at Nigel, come on then its eyes say, whoa boy says OB, Nigel strips his jacket off "come on then 4 legs" he screams. now they are committed, nigel flexes his muscles, not to be outdone the horse does a 4 legged Ali shuffle, nigel senses his chance and steps forward and chins the horse. the horse is very pissed off that his party piece was interrupted, turning to Nigel he lets out a whinny and pulls off a Bruce Lee esque roundhouse kick catching Nigel full hoofed in the chest, OB performs a minor miracle to stay on board, bouncing around like a kids puppet.
his radio sounds, breathlessly he shouts down it "whiskey 2 zed cannot respond , my vehicle is involved in an altercation with a palace fan, will advise over"
Nigel picks himself off the deck, the horse sneers at him, nigel snarls "is that all youve fcuking got you 4 legged oat muncher ?"
a passing Brighton fan shrieks "thats horsism" and storms off to report it to the appropriate authorities.
Nigel advances and lands 1 2 3 massive right hooks on the horses neck almost causing him to notice... the horse rears up, balances the weight of the fat sweating terrified copper and starts jabbing its hoof into nigels boat, jab jab, hes taking the piss now and nigels struggling, with a whinny the horse uppercuts the poor pissed fan and down he goes flat on his back.
the triumphant horse decides to copy a spotty weed twat that he saw earlier and tries to draw his hoof across his neck but then realises he going to fall over, instead he remembered back when he was a foal, watching wwf through the farmhouse window... the undertaker the crucifiction !!
rising up on his hind legs he balances and looms over the fallen stripey, slowly ...gracefully he falls forward and crushes the fan against the pavement.....
Nigel is proper fcuked, he lays there panting , bloodied and bruised staring dull eyed into the horses ... face to face ... the horse cant speak but nigel knows he wants something ... finally he gets it, with the weight of the horsebastard pressing down on him he takes a shallow breath
"ok ok" he pants "youre the horse ok"
satisfied the horse gets up and saunters off, nigel drags himself to his feet and limps away to immortality, already half convinced he did enough to claim the win.
I pay your fcucking wages he shouts over his shoulder ...
Blimey, I must have been at a different game.
we parked right next to selhurst station, walked around 15 minutes to the ground, saw no trouble at all...( loads of police outside teh White Horse I think it was called). Walked up past the Holmesdale end, tried to get in the seating next to our reserved area as they have chnaged the away end...met with friendly stewards and police who had a laugh about it...not confrontational or anything like that.
At the end of the game, was one of teh last out of our end and spoke to coppers who advised the best way to get to the station, walked down the road full of palace fans heading away and there was no trouble or chanting or anything of the sort. Got chatting to a couple of palace fans who thought we had the first and last 20 minutes of teh game and they had the rest, which was about right.
Got back to the car and sat there waiting for Woodingdean Gull to get back as he had turned the wrong way when coming out of the ground. Most of the traffic had cleared and we got home at 11:30.
Thoroughly enjoyable game, rivallry without wanting to punch people...as it should be.
Fighting a police horse, the guy is a legend
I wonder who started it ? lol i can just see it...
front of the police line pissed palace fan "stop fcking pushing" ... OB edges horse forward,
pissed palace fan, "you push me one more time" ...OB edges horse forward
ppf "right" and pushes the police horse ...
Its nostrils flare, it looks at Nigel, come on then its eyes say, whoa boy says OB, Nigel strips his jacket off "come on then 4 legs" he screams. now they are committed, nigel flexes his muscles, not to be outdone the horse does a 4 legged Ali shuffle, nigel senses his chance and steps forward and chins the horse. the horse is very pissed off that his party piece was interrupted, turning to Nigel he lets out a whinny and pulls off a Bruce Lee esque roundhouse kick catching Nigel full hoofed in the chest, OB performs a minor miracle to stay on board, bouncing around like a kids puppet.
his radio sounds, breathlessly he shouts down it "whiskey 2 zed cannot respond , my vehicle is involved in an altercation with a palace fan, will advise over"
Nigel picks himself off the deck, the horse sneers at him, nigel snarls "is that all youve fcuking got you 4 legged oat muncher ?"
a passing Brighton fan shrieks "thats horsism" and storms off to report it to the appropriate authorities.
Nigel advances and lands 1 2 3 massive right hooks on the horses neck almost causing him to notice... the horse rears up, balances the weight of the fat sweating terrified copper and starts jabbing its hoof into nigels boat, jab jab, hes taking the piss now and nigels struggling, with a whinny the horse uppercuts the poor pissed fan and down he goes flat on his back.
the triumphant horse decides to copy a spotty weed twat that he saw earlier and tries to draw his hoof across his neck but then realises he going to fall over, instead he remembered back when he was a foal, watching wwf through the farmhouse window... the undertaker the crucifiction !!
rising up on his hind legs he balances and looms over the fallen stripey, slowly ...gracefully he falls forward and crushes the fan against the pavement.....
Nigel is proper fcuked, he lays there panting , bloodied and bruised staring dull eyed into the horses ... face to face ... the horse cant speak but nigel knows he wants something ... finally he gets it, with the weight of the horsebastard pressing down on him he takes a shallow breath
"ok ok" he pants "youre the horse ok"
satisfied the horse gets up and saunters off, nigel drags himself to his feet and limps away to immortality, already half convinced he did enough to claim the win.
I pay your fcucking wages he shouts over his shoulder ...
Made me laugh out loud.
Fighting a police horse, the guy is a legend
I wonder who started it ? lol i can just see it...
front of the police line pissed palace fan "stop fcking pushing" ... OB edges horse forward,
pissed palace fan, "you push me one more time" ...OB edges horse forward
ppf "right" and pushes the police horse ...
Its nostrils flare, it looks at Nigel, come on then its eyes say, whoa boy says OB, Nigel strips his jacket off "come on then 4 legs" he screams. now they are committed, nigel flexes his muscles, not to be outdone the horse does a 4 legged Ali shuffle, nigel senses his chance and steps forward and chins the horse. the horse is very pissed off that his party piece was interrupted, turning to Nigel he lets out a whinny and pulls off a Bruce Lee esque roundhouse kick catching Nigel full hoofed in the chest, OB performs a minor miracle to stay on board, bouncing around like a kids puppet.
his radio sounds, breathlessly he shouts down it "whiskey 2 zed cannot respond , my vehicle is involved in an altercation with a palace fan, will advise over"
Nigel picks himself off the deck, the horse sneers at him, nigel snarls "is that all youve fcuking got you 4 legged oat muncher ?"
a passing Brighton fan shrieks "thats horsism" and storms off to report it to the appropriate authorities.
Nigel advances and lands 1 2 3 massive right hooks on the horses neck almost causing him to notice... the horse rears up, balances the weight of the fat sweating terrified copper and starts jabbing its hoof into nigels boat, jab jab, hes taking the piss now and nigels struggling, with a whinny the horse uppercuts the poor pissed fan and down he goes flat on his back.
the triumphant horse decides to copy a spotty weed twat that he saw earlier and tries to draw his hoof across his neck but then realises he going to fall over, instead he remembered back when he was a foal, watching wwf through the farmhouse window... the undertaker the crucifiction !!
rising up on his hind legs he balances and looms over the fallen stripey, slowly ...gracefully he falls forward and crushes the fan against the pavement.....
Nigel is proper fcuked, he lays there panting , bloodied and bruised staring dull eyed into the horses ... face to face ... the horse cant speak but nigel knows he wants something ... finally he gets it, with the weight of the horsebastard pressing down on him he takes a shallow breath
"ok ok" he pants "youre the horse ok"
satisfied the horse gets up and saunters off, nigel drags himself to his feet and limps away to immortality, already half convinced he did enough to claim the win.
I pay your fcucking wages he shouts over his shoulder ...
Your best mob out for a long time did well to keep themselves to themselves as they didnt show, Palace fans never attack scarfers, women or children you are confusing us with Millwall. You had a small group of about 30 lads that tried to get into a pub in Norwood that was surrounded by old bill, Palace fans poored out into the street and your lads ran. On route to the stadium i never encountered a single Brighton fan until we got to the police cordon on Holmsdale Road, you did exactly what you did on your own turf and hid behind the police giving large, came unstuck this time though as the risk is sometimes worth the reward and a few of yours got spanked before the game. I was amazed how quiet Croydon and Norwood were all day, did you lot turn up on the coaches ten minutes before kick off or what, We took over brighton town centre early afternoon. After the game you did exactly what i expected you to do and all held hands behind the old bill in your escort to the station. The Palace fan who chucked the flare i agree was a first class idiot. In respect to the couple that got attacked, they were Brighton fans after all and obviously a couple of fellas.
See you next season luvvies.
Demonstrating the most concentrated levels of vile scumbag I have noted in some time. Congratulations on your undoubtedly pathetic life and the values to which you obviously ascribe. What a f***ing piece of shit.
edit: in such contrast to genius of sir nigel... i'd watch it eagleshire you don't want all this albion thinking your not such a bad bloke after all
Fighting a police horse, the guy is a legend
I wonder who started it ? lol i can just see it...
front of the police line pissed palace fan "stop fcking pushing" ... OB edges horse forward,
pissed palace fan, "you push me one more time" ...OB edges horse forward
ppf "right" and pushes the police horse ...
Its nostrils flare, it looks at Nigel, come on then its eyes say, whoa boy says OB, Nigel strips his jacket off "come on then 4 legs" he screams. now they are committed, nigel flexes his muscles, not to be outdone the horse does a 4 legged Ali shuffle, nigel senses his chance and steps forward and chins the horse. the horse is very pissed off that his party piece was interrupted, turning to Nigel he lets out a whinny and pulls off a Bruce Lee esque roundhouse kick catching Nigel full hoofed in the chest, OB performs a minor miracle to stay on board, bouncing around like a kids puppet.
his radio sounds, breathlessly he shouts down it "whiskey 2 zed cannot respond , my vehicle is involved in an altercation with a palace fan, will advise over"
Nigel picks himself off the deck, the horse sneers at him, nigel snarls "is that all youve fcuking got you 4 legged oat muncher ?"
a passing Brighton fan shrieks "thats horsism" and storms off to report it to the appropriate authorities.
Nigel advances and lands 1 2 3 massive right hooks on the horses neck almost causing him to notice... the horse rears up, balances the weight of the fat sweating terrified copper and starts jabbing its hoof into nigels boat, jab jab, hes taking the piss now and nigels struggling, with a whinny the horse uppercuts the poor pissed fan and down he goes flat on his back.
the triumphant horse decides to copy a spotty weed twat that he saw earlier and tries to draw his hoof across his neck but then realises he going to fall over, instead he remembered back when he was a foal, watching wwf through the farmhouse window... the undertaker the crucifiction !!
rising up on his hind legs he balances and looms over the fallen stripey, slowly ...gracefully he falls forward and crushes the fan against the pavement.....
Nigel is proper fcuked, he lays there panting , bloodied and bruised staring dull eyed into the horses ... face to face ... the horse cant speak but nigel knows he wants something ... finally he gets it, with the weight of the horsebastard pressing down on him he takes a shallow breath
"ok ok" he pants "youre the horse ok"
satisfied the horse gets up and saunters off, nigel drags himself to his feet and limps away to immortality, already half convinced he did enough to claim the win.
I pay your fcucking wages he shouts over his shoulder ...
erm yeah id best keep my head down
yes obviously or someone from one set of fans or the other will end up having to 'do' you
i'm not sure exactly the kind of joke i'm making here tbh