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One SUFC game/day you could erase from memory happily.

Been so many but one that I wish I had never gone to was Wrexham away 1987 towards the end of the season and trying to lose 3rd spot to Wolves. This was our vital game in hand but we lost 4-0 and it could have been more. Only highlight was this lone plain clothes cop in the stand told us not to swear!!! hey it was football and we were losing 4-0 so I took up a position where nobody could see me and lobbed up a meat pie that sadly didn't hit him but splattered all over the place and then he starts shouting 'Who throw that pie'. Like anyone is going to own up and grass. Everyone was laughing and he was made to look the complete idiot he was.
 
Scarborough Away in the FA Cup a few years ago. A win and we take on Chelsea at home in front of the Sky cameras, just a shame we lost as it was hell of a long trip back.
 
Letting in 8 away at Gillingham

or losing at Harlow

The Gillingham game is one I still have nightmares about.

The last game under Whelan we lost 3-0 (I think) to a Huddersfield team full of teenagers. I have seen some poor Blues teams and performances, but never a performance where none of the players tried.
 
I have seen some poor Blues teams and performances, but never a performance where none of the players tried.

Then let me remind you of our first round exit at home in the FA Cup to Doncaster - who, at the time, were bottom of the Conference - in (I think) 1999 or 2000.

A more gutless, shameful performance I have never had the misfortune to witness. How Alvin the Chipmunk didn't have the decency or courage to fall on his sword that evening, I'll never know. A day that disgraced our manager and our club.

:(
 
Then let me remind you of our first round exit at home in the FA Cup to Doncaster - who, at the time, were bottom of the Conference - in (I think) 1999 or 2000.

A more gutless, shameful performance I have never had the misfortune to witness. How Alvin the Chipmunk didn't have the decency or courage to fall on his sword that evening, I'll never know. A day that disgraced our manager and our club.

:(

Now that was totally necessary. A shambolic display.
 
Then let me remind you of our first round exit at home in the FA Cup to Doncaster - who, at the time, were bottom of the Conference - in (I think) 1999 or 2000.

A more gutless, shameful performance I have never had the misfortune to witness. How Alvin the Chipmunk didn't have the decency or courage to fall on his sword that evening, I'll never know. A day that disgraced our manager and our club.

:(

Luckily for me I missed that one.
 
The Gillingham game is one I still have nightmares about.

The last game under Whelan we lost 3-0 (I think) to a Huddersfield team full of teenagers. I have seen some poor Blues teams and performances, but never a performance where none of the players tried.

I echo that, I was even more annoyed watching the Huddersfield fans do the conga along the north bank. No effort, no commitment, nothing.
 
Four-nil at home to Watford. There were loads of them in the West Stand as they were riding high at the time, and I completely lost my rag when the fourth goal went in. It lacked the menace I was hoping for as I actually fell over as I jumped from my seat to turn and dish out some fightin' words. Humiliation in every sense of the word.

I disliked it because of the constant "4-0 to the golden boys" chant that continued from bazeleys hatrick goal till the final whistle
 
Mine is a shambolic display against Carlisle away. It was Alvin Martins first season in charge, and it was just after Brentford away on boxing day, so I guess it was in the new year. We got tonked 5-0, with the great Neville Southall in goal (not so great after that game). The only highlight was the fact that our numbers on the away terrace were increased by around 10 queen of the south fans who had come to cheer on their legend Andy Thomson. Im sure that we never won a game when Neville played for us, and im pretty sure that the first game that Royce played after Neville had f**ked off we won.
 
Mine is Walsall away last Saturday.

The nightmare started for me the day before when I got back from the train station after picking up my ticket. Somehow on my way back (only a minute walk) I'd managed to lose £30 which I had taken out the cashpoint for my match ticket and a few beers. This couldn't have happened at worst time as me and my partner had just recently got back from holiday, plus I'd been down to Essex the week before for the Huddersfield game. So money was tight! Anyway I managed to convince my missus that I should still go and that we could still afford it.

After finishing my night shift I set off and arrived at Birmingham New Street with plenty of time to spare. I then withdrew another £30 out of the cash point and went off to have a pint or two. On walking back into the station to get the train to Walsall I then realised that somehow I'd managed to lose another £20 and my return ticket back to North Wales! Seeing as I still had my outward ticket I thought that the customer helpdesk might be able to help me but a fat lot of good that did. I decided that I would try and get back home without a ticket and just hope I could blag it.

I made my way to the Bescot Stadium thinking things couldn't get any worse. My partner then phoned me to see how I was getting on but the conversation turned into an argument after I told her what had happened. I switched my phone off, put it in my bag (so I thought) and arrived at The Bescot hoping to enjoy the match. Just before the game started I felt a little bit guilty so decided to ring the missus only to find I had now lost my phone aswell. All I can say is the first half and the last minute goal just about summed up my day out, a bloody nightmare!

Things did eventully get better as a ticket inspector that was on the first train to Crewe managed to get me on the North Wales train at no extra cost. But I can't see the missus letting me go to another game for a while. Lets just hope she mellows out in time for Stockport away!
 
Luckily, my mind seems to have an automatic erase function when it comes to disastrous performances from yesteryear. So anything pre- Tilson has been deleted (except maybe Palace away in the League Cup - 1-9 or something like that).

What still does spring rapidly to mind was the 0-4 shambles away to Hull City when we barely got out of our half.

At least we have a chance to even things up next Tuesday.
 
Mine would have to be a toss up between losing 8-1 at Gillingham...awful day (mind you, it looked a decent result when Gills won 10-0 the following week vs. Chesterfield!!!!) and the shambolic "performance" at Doncaster in the second leg of the play offs a couple of seasons back...still hurts!!
 
swansea away (last year?) think we lost 3 or 4-0, moose got sent off early. we didn't get a sniff. it was cold. long journey back.
 
7-0 reverse against Derby in a league cup game. Got to Derby around 4pm for a 7.30 kick off with Matt Pepper (RIP) and the zones own Libertine. After being offered out by some Derby fans as soon as we get there and later bein goffered out by Brains and his mob as they thought we were Derby. 90 minutes later and the worst performance I have ever seen by a professional football team and being laughed and spat at by Derby supporters for the majority of the game, it was time to go home.
with a new car and a bit inexperienced what the lights meant on my dashboard I was unaware that the alternator was packing up. Just got hom ein time although I fell to sleep at the wheel while on the M1.
the next day my car packed up while I was out on a date.
 
MK Dons away a few seasons back. Never, ever, ever, been so cold as that afternoon. Hell, I've done Canada at -25 degrees and it didn't feel as bad as it did that day. Total strangers huddled together trying to gather what warmth we could get and stop that biting wind almost cutting us in half. Truly one to forget.

And to add even more misery to the day our coach burst a tyre cutting a corner out of the car park. Arghhh, the memories.
 

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