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Mucker1884

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  1. 1 hour ago, Eatonram said:

    So who is a big enough person to eat a slice of humble pie?

    According to the latest government figures, most people are big enough to eat 2 slices

     

    ... as long as it's delivered to the feckin' door! 👀

     

  2. 1 hour ago, Kathcairns said:

    I gave it 25 mins and then when i couldnt see the cup being given cause there were still fans on the pitch. blocking the view, gave it up as a bad job and went home,so well done to those who got a good view

    I expected to do the same... but was determined to see it through to the end, as I just thought that was what the players deserved.
    I don't blame you for giving up early.  I was very, very tempted to do the same.  

  3. I must concede...

     I wasn't aware (Due to my ageing eyesight and distance from the pitch) of players being in the thick of the "invasion" until I saw Eboooooo come grinning out of the throngs on the big screen.  That must have been at least 10 mins, so he clearly wasn't in a rush to get down the tunnel.  I've since seen video snippets of players sipping from cans, riding shoulders, and waving flanges... and all seemingly all enjoying their time out there.
    For that alone, I take back some comments.  I concede I was wrong on those points.

    As I witness very little social media, I miss out... through conscious choice, I hasten to add... on all the parent/kiddy stuff, all the look at us pics, all the insta-this and tweetex-that.
    I'm a great believer that memories belong in one's head, not on a screen, a tablet... or even a photo album, come to that!

    From a fan looking down from the stands, as I've posted earlier elsewhere, it did LOOK good.  Excellent in fact. 
    But that was no party out there.  There was very little evidence... in real time... with real eyes and ears... of celebration, joy, or even pure unadulterated relief. 
    I never once, for one solitary second, regretted staying at my seat, and wishing I was down there joining in "all the fun"!  There was nothing to tempt me down there.  Just folk ambling around, clearly not knowing what to do next!
    Now I know that most folk on the pitch were busy concentrating on focusing their cameras and making sure their tweets got through the thick cloud, I understand why there was little in the way of chanting, of jumping up and down with glee, of actual olde-worlde unrehearsed celebration.
    I repeat my words from earlier... a celebration of that ilk back in the eighties was reserved for a wake, not a football promotion party.  For someone who lived, thrived, and occasionally instigated proceedings throughout that era, then yes, by comparison, today's scenes were embarrassing.  They were tin-pot.  I know that, as I have memories.  I just don't have photographic and/or digital memories.  Just actual memories!
     
    Hey, I appreciate times have changed.  I appreciate I am ageing rapidly every day.  I appreciate that folk out there were totally enjoying the experience... as was I... but to claim it was a fantastic atmosphere is phoney in my opinion, as I've witnessed fantastic atmosphere... and been at the heart of it... and today simply didn't compare.
    Today, as a whole, was a great day, but I will maintain to my dying days that the after-match celebrations were nothing short of a let down.  They were certainly nothing special.  

     

    And hear this... after the announcement/request to leave the pitch to allow the players to receive their trophy... that's right, a trophy... at least 50% of those leaving the pitch headed straight for the exits. 
    Yes, I know, not one of you did.  I know all of you went straight back to the stands and stayed to the very end, but don't dare tell me that nobody headed for the exits... Remember, I had a birds eye view.  And no... I can't prove it, as I keep my phone tucked away in my pocket!
    They had had their selfish time on the pitch.  They had had their pics, their tweets, and their instas.  They didn't give a s*** about the players, and their hard-earned trophy.  And for that alone, they can feckoff!  

  4. 21 minutes ago, Comrade 86 said:

    Thank you sooo much for your support mate! Really means a lot!

    Next season we'll be upgrading to full club history bios, analyses of sides' last 142 games played, in depth player profiles, star signs, lunar movements and so much more.

    You'll be sooooooo happy! 😋

    I suspect a misunderstanding...

    Number of pages = depends on the result.  Defeats tend to bring out the longer threads/more pages.
    My comment bore no relation to your excellent opening posts.

    🍻

  5. 4 minutes ago, oodledoodle said:

    They said "please wait for the final whistle before going on the pitch". In my mind that's permission.

     

    I'm not sure they did? 🤷‍♂️
    Wasn't it more along the lines of "Please do not go on the pitch before the final whistle".

    That's entirely different to your quote, and covers their arses when it comes to thousands breaking the law on their property!
     

    Yes, it was inevitable.  No, there was nothing more the club could have done to avoid the invasion.  But that still does not make it right or acceptable.

    ... and as for the atmosphere once they were on the pitch... Embarrassingly non-existent, imo.
    If we'd have partied like that back in the '80's, it would have been called a wake!  👀

    Children sliding around on the hallowed turf, and grown-ups wandering aimlessly wondering "What happens now".  No "scenes".  Very little jumping around singing and cheering. No passion.  No emotion.  I repeat... embarrassing. 
    To be fair, having a good overview of the proceedings from my seat, I suspect the majority were puffed out after all that exercise!  Looked like most of them had never been near a sports pitch before!  

    It was fully expected of course (as a lot of anti-social/selfish behaviour is nowadays!), so it certainly didn't spoil my afternoon, but I still maintain a lap of honour by the players, management, and Mr Clowes... along with their nearest and dearest... would have been much more preferable... especially in front of 25k+ still in the stands.
    But much of the stands were nigh on empty within 5 minutes of the final whistle.  When the (majority of the ) pitch invaders eventually left the pitch, they weren't miraculously full again, which would imply most had given up, and headed home.
    Check out the numbers still there once the trophy was brought out.  It was like the raffle results at a village fete!  

     

     

  6. 1/  Has the whistle gone yet?  Do we have to go back to finish it off?  🤷‍♂️
    2/  The "Stand up for David Clowes" had me welling up... as did his double lift of the trophy.  ("Once more for the cameras please David"!)
    3/  "Ok... erm... well... how about you agree to stay off the pitch until after the final whistle then?  Deal?".  That has to win the safety announcement of the year award!  🤣
    4/  Visually, the scenes (on the pitch) afterwards looked stunning.  But the atmosphere was lacking.  Lots milling around wondering "What the heck do we do now"!  Very little in the joyous celebration department was evident from the stands.  Just a couple of ripples.  Nowt special.  I repeat... visually stunning. 
    5/  Disappointed with the lack of a lap of honour (No surprise there!), but so glad I hung back to the end, and watched (on the big screen) Mr Clowes lift that trophy.  What. A. Hero.  🐏
    6/  Yeah.  After 49 years, it's up there.  It's still means summat.  I still feel it... which is nice!

    Now... where's that bottle of Emva Cream... Cheers, fellow Rams.  🍻

  7. 21 minutes ago, Geriatram said:

    Sadly this will be my last match today. My first was in 1956 as a 13year old, My dad used to take me before that but he stopped going when we went down to the third division north. My mate and I would catch the 12 oclock bus from Melbourne and be the first in the ground. We stood in the Normanton end pigeon loft, I think it was 3 shilling. To this day I remember that team. We were champions in 1957 and I ran onto the pitch after the last match against Southport, Ray Straw scored 37 goals that season, The next ten years saw me start work, get married and have two children, I had moved to Derby, and after my family, the Rams were the most important thing in my life I never missed a home game in those ten years even though we were only an average second division side. And then in 1966 after England won the world cup my mate and I decided to have a season ticket, Little did we know what would happen that season, I was at work one day and a Rams supporting work mate told me we had signed a player from Bradford Park Avenue, his name was Kevin Hector I'd never heard of him but he was without doubt the most wonderful footballer to grace the Baseball Ground I had ever seen, and because of this we wanted to see more players like him which led to Tim Ward getting the sack and BC becoming Manager, what followed was ten years of unbelievable success and enjoyment. And then things started to go wrong off and on the pitch and I stopped being a season ticket holder during Peter Taylors time as manager, i still loved The Rams of course and when I turned 65 and retired my old mate from Melbourne and I bought season tickets again. But sadly covid left my best friend of 80 years with a dementia problem and he know no longer knows me. For the last two seasons I have been going alone to the match but its just not the same for me. Therefore I am calling it a day, as I write this I am welling up as I will do this afternoon. Thank you Derby County for every thing I will love you till I die.     

     

    Well, that touched a duct!

    All the very best to you sir, and here's to you remembering today for many, many more years to come.

    🐏🤍

     

     

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