[Albion] Who else has completely lost their voice?

[Green Cross Code Man]

My voice has packed up completely. In spite of my protestations before the match that I'd be controlled and sensible as I have a shocking cough, I managed to surprise myself with the level of vitriolic booing and shouting at Potter et al, along with so many joyful manifestations due to our amazing and wonderful performance. I can only now manage a strangled croak and have had to resort to a lovely hot toddy made by Mrs GCCM.

Anyone else suffering?

 

[A1X]

Yep, not quite gone but suffering a bit. Also walked back into the concourse and felt slightly deaf just by the sheer din at the end of the game.

 

[Zeberdi]

Yep - almost!

 

[Elbow750]

Me too. Voice is just hanging on in there.

 

[Dibdab]

Mine went at about 8 mins into the game. Happy days .

 

[Reagulls]

Yep, another one here, not lost but croaky! 95 mins of cheering, booing, singing and shouting took its toll! One of my favourite days at the Amex...

 

[DarrenFreemansPerm]

I’m hoarse from all the booing. Very satisfying.

 

[Knocky's Nose]

Glad I'm not the only one. I sound like Tom Jones (talking, obvs) this evening

 

[ManOfSussex]

I'm husky. When 'You're just a shit Brighton and Hove Albion!' breaks out its difficult not to join in by screaming it as well.

 

[Terry Butcher Tribute Act]

Gone. Best Amex atmosphere since Sheffield Wednesday. Incredible performance. What a day

 

[Muzzman]

Tried to speak when I woke up this morning… the squeaky sound I made woke the cat.

 

[Mackenzie]

Yep voice box wrecked, I shouted so loudly for that fourth goal that I went giddy through lack of oxygen (I really ought to grow up).

 

[Couldn't Be Hyypia]

Woke up this morning and only a whisper is coming out. f***ing brilliant. Let's keep doing this to ourselves at the Amex.

 

[BNthree]

Woken up this morning and sound like I’ve smoked 60 a day for the past 30 years.

 

[Green Cross Code Man]

Yep voice box wrecked, I shouted so loudly for that fourth goal that I went giddy through lack of oxygen (I really ought to grow up).

I bought a ticket for my mate who is a Brighton fan but hasn't been for years. He was taken back as well by his reaction to our goals, and although he is only early 40's, he described his feelings as 'thinking I may have a heart attack' and 'When the fourth went in, I thought I was having a stroke'. He is usually a very self-controlled person.

The aftermath of the first and fourth goals in particular was something else, even better than the Man U game, I hugged so many similarly euphoric strangers, and I believe the experience for both fans and team will prove cathartic - we can put behind the Potter thing now and look more positively at what the future holds.

 

[Tom Hark Preston Park]

Sounding like vintage Sean Connery this morning Mish Moneypenny. May need to gargle with pints of whisky later

 

[zefarelly]

At least one octave lower and a sore throat.

worth every penny.

 

[Guinness Boy]

Woken up this morning and sound like I’ve smoked 60 a day for the past 30 years.

Ha! Exactly where I am. I had my covid booster yesterday morning which probably isn't helping but I sound like Barry White doing a prank call this morning.

 

[zefarelly]

I’m hoarse from all the booing. Very satisfying.

Someone had to . . . .

 

[faoileán]

My voice has packed up completely. In spite of my protestations before the match that I'd be controlled and sensible as I have a shocking cough, I managed to surprise myself with the level of vitriolic booing and shouting at Potter et al, along with so many joyful manifestations due to our amazing and wonderful performance. I can only now manage a strangled croak and have had to resort to a lovely hot toddy made by Mrs GCCM.

Anyone else suffering?

I'm croaking badly after bellowing for 90 mins from WSU