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TL;DR cliff notes: Blatant whine from non-British dude.
As I’m from the other side of the ocean, I don’t have that many experiences to choose between. This one wasn’t a bad game as such, but a bit special and anti-climatic. November 2011. We were on a very good run, having fucked up Liverpool recently and winning the NLD. Now it was time for Villa at home.
I flew to London with a couple of mates the day before. I had only bought a plane ticket, as we were gonna stay with a friend to one of the guys. As we arrived at the airport, I was made aware that he lived in Woolwich. Great start!
In the evening, we went to Camden for some reason, and one of the guys wanted to buy some smoke. The fella living in Woolwich said he knew where to buy something, and we stood by a bridge in Camden. A suspicious looking fella showed up, and one of the guys followed him, only to come back running with two guys chasing him. So we all went running for a couple of minutes. Cue fucked up evening.
Next day, we were going to the game. It was a late game, 9 pm IIRC. On our way to the Lane we ran into some no-good fellas on the street who threatened to stab us. Great.
Finally! At the Lane. Bale, King, Modric, a firing Adebayor.. What’s not to like? Villa were fucking atrocious. Adebayor scored 2 in the first half. Nothing happened in the second half. The athmosphere was dead that night, and it was a boring football game. Well, victory. Off we go.
We hadn’t eaten yet, so we found some Indian place up the street. We were the only guests.
Cue 5 guys with diarrhea in a small apartment in Woolwich. Back we go the next day.
Thanks Londonochbye:
Probably the 3 nil home defeat to West Ham under avb, that was pretty traumatic , if I remember correctly we would have gone top with a win and it's pretty much when things began to unravel for avb
Or the one nil home defeat to Woolwich when sherwood was in charge and having to listen to their lot sing , he wants us to win for 89 mins
would have been Robbie EarlePort vale away in the FA cup, open terrace, pissed down and Robbie Elliot??? I think decided to put in a ronaldo like performance
Like therapy this, there will be lots more.....
Sorry backing down just shat myselfYou having a dig?!?!
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This probably gets my vote too. I was born in 1993 so missed most of the mid 90s turmoil, and walking out of this game was the only time I was genuinely concerned about relegation.1-0 defeat to Hull, Ramos' last home game I think?
Dreadful performance, players didn't look like they cared, bottom of the league and the only noise from the away end.
All three West Ham games that season were awful - particularly the league games.That was soul crushing, I thought we had been playing awful up to that point but getting lucky results then 3-0 defeat to West Ham and not long after 6-0 to City and 5-0 to Liverpool.
That was such an odd season, we got so many victories under both AVB and Sherwood we didn't deserve, as if the gods loved us. Terrible football particularly under AVB, how we even came 6th I don't know.
I have seen us finish far lower and been far more happy with the season. There seemed to be such a disconnect between the fans and club. It's amazing how things change, feels good again.
Are you happy now?