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We've all lost the plot now and then following United.
Whether a goal scored, an achievement reached or a moment en route to a match, what would you say sticks out as the most passionate, crazy, funny, euphoric or just mental moment of your Arabian existance?
Remember Terry Butcher's own goal at Tannadice? Where he headed a Main kick from hand over his own keeper?
As Alan Main kicked the ball I was screaming "stop fucking lumping the ball up the park and try and play some fucking footb.......goaaaal brilliant ya beauty"
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Remember a derby in the late 80s or early 90s when a Dundee players was charging up the left as I looked on fae the Shed. A ball boy took the ball off him to the crowds delight. Is that we guy oot there? Ball boys were banned from the pitch as a result.
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My first time surprising myself with a crazy tribalistic reaction to a goal was Gallacher's v Celtic in 88. That shaped many celebrations there after.
Going to work after the promotion play off v Partick and being told by my boss that his wife saw me on the telly last night swinging from the crossbar was a bad one for yer personal promotion prospects after one of the best but one of the most euphoric has to be St Johnstone 2-3 when we came from 2 down to win 3-2. Was on the pitch 3 times and watched the match from 3 different stands.
Funniest thing I've seen related to following Utd was the Easyjet caper by JK fae Butlins/Mill O' Mains....
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Port Vale away pre season OYF
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Morton away the season we were down-2nd last game? Stayed in butlins the night before. SCENES!!
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Not sure if 'craziest' would be the correct term but definitely the most surreal would be me and Motherwellarab in Wee Jim's office having a 'meeting' with him lol.
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Being in the mardi gras the night after we beat thistle was fucking legendary, got home at 6am in work at 8.30am rather blootered
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Craziest would have to be Athens away for me.
Everyone gathering in the main square each day to hear the latest, if you remember the game kept getting moved to different grounds in the city, each time it did the ultras of the home team would wreck their own pitch so AEK couldn't play there. Loads of rivalries in Athens but consistently ever team hate AEK because of their Turkish roots.
Rumours flying around that game had been postponed with United awarded a 3-0 victory, that Goodie hadn't traveled as he punched Pedro in the pus, that we were going to have to play in some other part of Greece with a four hour bus journey etc.
Drinking in the square the night before the game the riot polis turned up, some of the young team got a bit lary with them and it kicked off, they charged us and we ran down some wee side streets weaving through the narrow lanes. Found a wee cafe where the old boy and his daughter were closing up, told him we would spend a fortune if he let us drink. He was delighted. Had to order food so got one gyro and 17 beers, then 17 more, more, and more. What a sing song we had their as more Arabs joined us, I was helping pour the pints and we were there till sunrise.
Day of the game we were now playing in Piraeus, home of Olympiacos. Buses showed up to take us there complete with armed polis escort, four lane motorways closed so we could get right there. Loads of Olympiacos ultras waiting for us at the ground cheering us on and making sure no AEK showed up.
We got searched three times in about 40 yards, massive staircase to a section in the gods where 400 Arabs sat in a massive empty stadium.
We should have to won that game but what a trip, not really crazy in a celebrations type way but by far the most surreal. Not to mention one of our boys got pick pocketed BEFORE we had even left Athens airport on arrival and got his wallet and passport dipped and other mental incidents.
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Craziest moment was seeing my Dad go nose to nose with Jim McLean in 1994, I was cringing in my Dad's car at the time opposite the old ticket office in the ground.
I've wrote this before but there was a fuck up about the Cup final tickets going on general sale and we had been queueing out since the back of 6 am, only to be messed around and sent elsewhere, then back again, then told they were all sold out!
Wee Jim must have came up to see all the commotion and my Dad lost it, he went nuts but the strangest thing is he kept calling Jim 'sir' when he was blowing a gasket. I was so embarrassed, Jim just let him blow off steam then talked him down and they had a quieter conversation that I couldn't hear.
Next thing I know my Dad comes over, opens the car door and said 'come on, they are giving us the restricted view seats in the front row'. Apparently they had a bunch with restricted views that Jim was just going to send back, but he gave them to us, and my Dad and myself got the front row seats just by the corner flag, view was great and the rest is history.
My Dad is no longer here sadly, but I can still see us both in the crowd when Brewster scores THE goal in all the video replays, so thank you Jim McLean for that memory. Sir.
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Tek wrote:
Not sure if 'craziest' would be the correct term but definitely the most surreal would be me and Motherwellarab in Wee Jim's office having a 'meeting' with him lol.
That was a similar story to mine, Tek, sometime in the 70s. I wrote a letter to Jum pontificating how, in my opinion, he should be running the team which, at that particular time wasn't doing too well, IIRC we were 2nd in the league. Should have been first, but for daft team selections. LOL! This was during the "McLean must go!" period.
A midweek game against Aberdeen and as me and my mate, Stuart Coutts, were about to enter the clubbie (in the stand in those days) Jum was spotted arriving so I nipped over and handed him the letter. Ten minutes later the clubbie steward took a phone call to tell us to get down to Jim's office.
We went and there he was, steam coming out of every orifice! He tore into us, left me without a name, and threatened to ban me from Tannadice! Hegarty had just joined United as a forward but was being played in the position he soon made his own. Once Jim calmed down a bit and stopped ranting and cursing, he said that Hegarty was short of confidence up front, and that he expected that Aberdeen was about to beat us. Which was the cue for a rant at him from me! But if we did somehow manage to win then Stuart and I were to come back to the office and a drink would be given us.
Well, after we won 1-0 (from a header by Hegarty!!) I wrote on the back of a fag packet, "Well done, the drinks are on you!" and stuck it behind Jim's windscreen wiper. No way were we going back to face that fecking madman!
Saturday morning in the clubbie and about to get the first drink in but was told to keep my money as Jum had stuck a fiver behind the bar for us!
More than 20 years later, and I was the announcer and Jim was chairman, I had another run-in with him, but I'll maybe tell that story another time. Suffice for now to say he hadn't changed in all that time...... :-)
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Thanks for sharing yer stories Shedboys. Tip of the ice berg I'm sure.
Leedsy, what years were you the announcer bud?
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scarpia wrote:
Remember Terry Butcher's own goal at Tannadice? Where he headed a Main kick from hand over his own keeper?
As Alan Main kicked the ball I was screaming "stop fucking lumping the ball up the park and try and play some fucking footb.......goaaaal brilliant ya beauty"![]()
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Billy Thompson was in the goal that game.
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Too many to think of TBH, I've been known to kick the arse outta most away games i go to, the game normally gets in the way of a great day.
I do love an all day session to a smaller side in the cup, Huntly back in 95 was epic.
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Rocky Raccoon wrote:
scarpia wrote:
Remember Terry Butcher's own goal at Tannadice? Where he headed a Main kick from hand over his own keeper?
As Alan Main kicked the ball I was screaming "stop fucking lumping the ball up the park and try and play some fucking footb.......goaaaal brilliant ya beauty"![]()
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Billy Thompson was in the goal that game.
Right enough Rocky. One the most memorable own goals at Tannadice for me. I have a feeling he had another similar OG at Tannadice. Anyway, this is the one when BT was in the goal.
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Hard to find footage of the best older crazy memories. There was better footage out there of Jim Hamilton's equaliser in the last minute v the dees. This is the only footage I can find.
Remember circling Juan Sara in the centre circle whilst ripping the piss out of him. Shouldn't quote the words used on a public forum these days. One of my favourite goal celebrations of all time.
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Utter SCENES
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Must be a story oot there fae the Man U away game in 84'.
Edit to say- What a roar when oor Heggy equalised!
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Arabnophobia wrote:
Leedsy, what years were you the announcer bud?
Memory defeats me, really. Sometime in the late-ish 90s. Worst job ever! Stuck in a tiny room with a wee window I could hardly see through and with a poor view of the pitch. Got out of there as quick as I could and returned happily to being a steward in the East stand upper.
Arabnophobia wrote:
Must be a story oot there fae the Man U away game
Well the bus journey down was crazy....wouldnae let us stop in the service stations so lemonade bottles of pish rolling about on the floor....spent half the journey waiting for one to explode under my seat.....and speaking of seats mine detached about twenty mins into the trip....had to haud maself in for hundreds of miles.....finally got off having dodged the pish bombs to be confronted wi what looked like half the world's polis....
Worth it tho for the atmosphere....fucking cracking it was....one of the best