City v Millwall a view of the 70s
Thu Sep 18, 2014 9:44 pm
This is the view of a wall bod, taken from another board, it's quite long, but an interesting read if you're into that sort of thing:
so early 70s cardiff always brought a few down the den. apart from one year when only a coach from Barry turned up and them cunts were pissed the rest didnt, as they tormented in a nice way
anyway it was time for us to return the serve but i think our games at theirs may have been night games, but not sure??
a special is laid on and in them days they got in well early and not always escorts etc but this was how most travelled then.
was only no more than 150 i think, but off we set off and into cardiff early,but the only problem was the OB were waiting this time.
on getting off at cardiff central you couldnt fail to notice in the big bus station next door was a sea of denim which moving closer to us as we departed the doors. f*cking loads of em! and i'm guessing this was just the out-of-towners and valley boys?
not even the cardiff city lot might be included here? this was some scruffy bunch of status quo look-a-likes but they wanted to know. OB are all over us coming tightly out the station and keeping that lot at bay who seemed to content themselves with "Kay-Arrrr-Diff" ad nauseum. there was 2 maybe 3 buses parked up and we nicely bundled onto them while a way cleared of the shaking stevens mob.
f**k! well pissed off, but all day yet? buses pull out an its off on a short ride we imagine to ninian park.
all along the road was pockets of taffs giving us the cut throat gesture an we all looking for the urban myth of their mob of birds in DM's,skirts an sharpened steel combs we all heard about?
one funny bit was slowly going past a little team of em an one pulls out a blade showing it to us while his mates point at it.
bits and bobs been going out the thin sliding top windows anyway but fella 2 rows behind me,pulls out a chiv,opens window,
does this discus trick throw trying to hit the cardiff geezer below who had a blade?
his mate....very slowly and drolly......says something like......
"oh thats right brains of britain! throw our one at em! now they got 2 an we got none dopey bollox"
now this is where it got strange i think? we pulls up in the buses on a sort of main rd,get off,hardly any OB about either?
we were told to walk down this street and the grounds at the end. think the buses could not get under the arches that way but??well we could see the floodlights but not exactly close
lovely we all off sharpish an strolling down this terraced house street.nice houses but normal-ish. no one seems about and a bit further on we get to the railway arches and the ninian arms hotel/pub is it? try the doors but shut or empty,cant remember which but we sure there must be loads up ahead as we heard there only entrances/turnstiles on 1 street. the one we on!
so now we're coming along towards the main stand on our left. its like getting the bearings and realise the Grange end up ahead so heading there as thought that their end? all of a sudden theres a bit of a kerfuffle an the milkman + others came along. he's telling us the bearded,big booted cardigan man of ours (RIP) has gone an strolled in the Bluebirds club on his jacks
and looking for their top boy to swap programmes? we're told 13 of them laid into him straight away b4 he even found the other fella. (its always amazed me? how that figure 13 came up? and so sure of it! and that i retained it? it was odd?)
so now the boys all in a conflab about whether to go back towards this alley that leads to the Bluebirds club.......or?
straight up the other way to the Grange end?
while the short discussion taking place OB on scene and basically wrapped us. turns out if we gone the Bluebird way we might have even had a chance to get on the Bob Bank which no one knew about then i think. so OB stick us in towards turnstiles 30ft away and we end up on the terrace in front of main stand towards the canton end. fairly early b4 K.O. + stuck there.
slowly but surely the grounds filling up and surprises us that what we'd call their firm + singers are all congregating on the Bob Bank. like there a few on the Grange and quite a few maybe. BUT! this f*cking lot on the Bob bank,was f*cking massive!
seemed like 1000s of them and this was now a f*cking ocean of denim! we werent segregated entirely and cardiff normals in with us but none of their boys tried get in to my knowledge? we couldnt get out either as quite few OB about.
game starts,recall f**k all of that except in the the front of bob bank at some time during the match, a really terrific row broke out right opposite us on other side of pitch. started with 4 or 6 fellas total with maybe couple more joining in.
this went for quite a while, and really enthusiastic participants involved. shouts of thats so an so from our side but for all i know it could have been valleys vs gogogoch mob?? i think maybe some shouting from seats behind us but was sorted when few boys got up there but again i not fully sure. seemed it?
Now! the games ending or near to it and either direction of the middlle of Bob Bank is these 2 long boyo filled thick lines of denim going somewhere. actually behind the grange an canton stands,as the way out it seems. prob a few renditions of your running away type shit but we all knew better. whistle goes a few min later and we go left to exit and perhaps join our united kingdom bredren in a spot of leek skinning.
Yes! everyone concentrating on getting out an we all rubbing our hands together,it is game on my son!!
OB gathering by the gates an saying "right all you londeners over there,wait for escort!"
'Yeah! Right! Bollox to that!' we all out the gates,just in time to f*cking see! that sea of denim smiling right at us from paces away!
oi oi it is off! we loom straight into them and then their off! we got em on the run b4 they could see they outnumbered us so much.
its kicking off but we got em going right towards arches and winning. not realising this, how much more than us lot, we have done. they have got loads more round the corner and loads more now coming behind us as well. but didnt know that then an wouldnt have mattered but its just mayhem. kicking off all over and getting darker by the second. like a layer cake if looked down on it?
us them,us them,etc. it was going across the road,back again,our way,their way,across the road again,everyone is mixed up all over the place and situations changing every second it seemed. it would be us on top it seemed,then them,then f**k knows!
all the time this going backwards an forwards in these arches. seemed like ages but fucked if i know how long?
at one point (or honestly 2 i think?) i gone down and its as i lifting head,all i can f*cking see is.........
snide pod shoes
white socks
tesco bomber jeans
turn-ups
3 inch above ankle
and as getting up
its the gloves an tashes!
even got a help up an "c'mon boyo,up ya get,lets do these cockneys"
so back an fro and i kid you not! this was serious straight rowing,no arms wide,no throwing,no deckchairs,just into eachother.
honestly didnt know where you'd be standing the next 20 seconds time,just getting carried whatever direction it went,no time for resting either i swear! (partially cos we outnumbered by up to 10-1?)
so we now out in skylight but i had noticed just before one of ours,a very rum chap,really having it with a few of them.
now tho,he's starting to get swamped,and disappearing out of sight as more an more of them see him. you'd catch sight of him bouncing up and steaming in but numbers taking its toll.
so, following the Lions code,i'm off,across the street trying to do,i dont what? except hit some taffys.
probably at the same time i doing this,our canine man H,must have also bogged it and coming in from different angle.
we arrive same time,but as anyone who knew him or see him,he was all arms an legs! well he caught me right on the jaw with his elbow and i went down like the proverbial sack of shit! seeing stars the lot,struggling to get up,f*cking funny watching feet!
so what do i see?
snide pod shoes
white socks
tesco bomber jeans
turns up
3 inches above shoes
yep you got it! but no 'c'mon boyo now'
it was BIFF! BOSH! BANG! KAPOW! OUCH!
booted everywhere i was,lol,but they mainly hit eachothers legs as usual and i got out somehow
but us 3 an couple others had to exert ourselves to get in safer ground about 5 feet away i think as thats how mad it was!
it was like, as far as you see on the street, EveryOne! was fighting. but in a fewminutes after this, i honestly dont know how???
it stopped! just like that! to this day not know how? but cardiff seemed to go off down this smaller street?? to city centre way?
and altho more OB there now? All i recall is bending over.....hands on knees.....huffing an puffing.....abso-lute-ly f*cking knackered.....breathing in as much air as i can.....lifting my head.....and seeing.....a street full of millwall in EXACTLY the same state as me.....All OF US!.....JUST PISSING OURSELVES OF LAUGHTER!
So it seemed the Kay-Arrrr-Diff had gone one way (east) an we heading north? to that main rd.
I dont know how or why it ended? I of course think we had it our way from start as 1st running them at exit, but TBH? who knows?
was it OB finally got us apart? dont know?
but looking around some millwall must have gone down that street with them as who was there seconds ago had no where else to go?
we could hear them and smashing windows etc but us few set off for that road we could only go, fully expecting as we turned right the main rd full of them or they flooding out the sidestreets coming at us soon enough.
f*cking odd this. main rd virtually empty except us few. couldnt get down any side street in direction they went.
but you could hear that muffled sound (??) so you know their close but where. and how many? lol!
all calm now and walking towards city centre with the castle i think coming up on our left. gotta say here,apart from the nervous tension it was almost a peaceful stroll. few bits an bobs of running at 'mirage' targets if get my meaning? until!
so we're getting quite closer to town now and the road has a bridge feel to the left of it with big fat concrete railing type things
portico's? is that em?
all of a sudden me mate goes have a look! there they are and its true,not a myth! 4 birds,ugly,skirts(tartan??),high DM's
blokes clothes on top,b*stard haircuts,an i sure sharpened steel combs or blades. And! they wanted to know!
in the middle was this f*cking big lump of a geezer (ginger-ish),did not give a flying f**k! and asks us if tiny was here today.
we walking towards him but he seemed nonplussed and i know this! the 1st 2 or 3 of us kids would have been mangled by him if it kicked off. this was the geezer DR looking for in the Bluebirds club. it was like i turned to my mate (to say oh f**k prob?)then all of a sudden him an the birds gone. NOT bottled it for sure,just gone,think some stairs there. he was a man on a mission so maybe looking elsewhere. was only 5 or 6 of us and about 20/30 feet away but ??
about same time or seconds later we gets a shout from ahead an see 20/30 millwall waving us few forward and they pointing like cardiff just round the corner.
the architecture now went from big sandstone ish buildings to 60s concrete shopping centre type thing.
the millwall boys are in front of an alley walkway leading somewhere but there patience run thin and they steamed whoever thru the alley. f**k! slow down you cunts wait for us. no chance then at millwall. they all just loomed in. anyway now theres about 40/50 of us total and 60 maybe cardiff on the trot.
but! we turn the next corner and its the f*cking bus station + square whatever. heres that ocean of f*cking denim again waiting for us. in fact not just waiting but eagerly anticipating our arrival by running towards us for farewells.
nice one as just at this moment we get our bearings. bus station to right,train straight ahead,shops to left. And!
from the shop way (i think?) comes the usual suspects and the rest of the Wall. lovely an we all 120 ish of us running straight at them.
the whatever the f**k how many of them running straight at us. in between OB desperately trying to swerve us both away with dogs an truncheons etc. getting close but OB winning maybe when maybe a fella off this board sees something!
to the station big doors,turn sharp right,50 ft,out big side door,right Into them!.......they spotted our move and eager to join for farewells. hey hey! here we go!
just within f*cking feet of eachother and OB made it thru the short cut to head us both off and shut doors with seconds to spare!
that was it! now viewing them from platforms and its like oh shit! didnt realise there that many of them LOL
it transpired the special left over an hour before we got there, with 6 (six) people on it! us 130 had to wait hour or 2 for another train. the only other bit of excitement after that was just as our london train approaching the OB must have opened the station cos running up the stairs on platform opposite come a dozen of em on the platform over the other side all 'c'mon!!'
they didnt expect at least 2 millwall to jump down from our platform,across tracks,up and into them.....if they'd stood that is.
that london train coming on tracks was close as well but safe enough i suppose?
left few bits out Jim i sure, as think i had more cover names of peope we know in last one?
if got anything to add please do.....and if anyone knows what happened to Kay-Arrr-Diff after sloper rd row? And if?
any millwall went with them there way to station i'd love to know please...
so early 70s cardiff always brought a few down the den. apart from one year when only a coach from Barry turned up and them cunts were pissed the rest didnt, as they tormented in a nice way
anyway it was time for us to return the serve but i think our games at theirs may have been night games, but not sure??
a special is laid on and in them days they got in well early and not always escorts etc but this was how most travelled then.
was only no more than 150 i think, but off we set off and into cardiff early,but the only problem was the OB were waiting this time.
on getting off at cardiff central you couldnt fail to notice in the big bus station next door was a sea of denim which moving closer to us as we departed the doors. f*cking loads of em! and i'm guessing this was just the out-of-towners and valley boys?
not even the cardiff city lot might be included here? this was some scruffy bunch of status quo look-a-likes but they wanted to know. OB are all over us coming tightly out the station and keeping that lot at bay who seemed to content themselves with "Kay-Arrrr-Diff" ad nauseum. there was 2 maybe 3 buses parked up and we nicely bundled onto them while a way cleared of the shaking stevens mob.
f**k! well pissed off, but all day yet? buses pull out an its off on a short ride we imagine to ninian park.
all along the road was pockets of taffs giving us the cut throat gesture an we all looking for the urban myth of their mob of birds in DM's,skirts an sharpened steel combs we all heard about?
one funny bit was slowly going past a little team of em an one pulls out a blade showing it to us while his mates point at it.
bits and bobs been going out the thin sliding top windows anyway but fella 2 rows behind me,pulls out a chiv,opens window,
does this discus trick throw trying to hit the cardiff geezer below who had a blade?
his mate....very slowly and drolly......says something like......
"oh thats right brains of britain! throw our one at em! now they got 2 an we got none dopey bollox"
now this is where it got strange i think? we pulls up in the buses on a sort of main rd,get off,hardly any OB about either?
we were told to walk down this street and the grounds at the end. think the buses could not get under the arches that way but??well we could see the floodlights but not exactly close
lovely we all off sharpish an strolling down this terraced house street.nice houses but normal-ish. no one seems about and a bit further on we get to the railway arches and the ninian arms hotel/pub is it? try the doors but shut or empty,cant remember which but we sure there must be loads up ahead as we heard there only entrances/turnstiles on 1 street. the one we on!
so now we're coming along towards the main stand on our left. its like getting the bearings and realise the Grange end up ahead so heading there as thought that their end? all of a sudden theres a bit of a kerfuffle an the milkman + others came along. he's telling us the bearded,big booted cardigan man of ours (RIP) has gone an strolled in the Bluebirds club on his jacks
and looking for their top boy to swap programmes? we're told 13 of them laid into him straight away b4 he even found the other fella. (its always amazed me? how that figure 13 came up? and so sure of it! and that i retained it? it was odd?)
so now the boys all in a conflab about whether to go back towards this alley that leads to the Bluebirds club.......or?
straight up the other way to the Grange end?
while the short discussion taking place OB on scene and basically wrapped us. turns out if we gone the Bluebird way we might have even had a chance to get on the Bob Bank which no one knew about then i think. so OB stick us in towards turnstiles 30ft away and we end up on the terrace in front of main stand towards the canton end. fairly early b4 K.O. + stuck there.
slowly but surely the grounds filling up and surprises us that what we'd call their firm + singers are all congregating on the Bob Bank. like there a few on the Grange and quite a few maybe. BUT! this f*cking lot on the Bob bank,was f*cking massive!
seemed like 1000s of them and this was now a f*cking ocean of denim! we werent segregated entirely and cardiff normals in with us but none of their boys tried get in to my knowledge? we couldnt get out either as quite few OB about.
game starts,recall f**k all of that except in the the front of bob bank at some time during the match, a really terrific row broke out right opposite us on other side of pitch. started with 4 or 6 fellas total with maybe couple more joining in.
this went for quite a while, and really enthusiastic participants involved. shouts of thats so an so from our side but for all i know it could have been valleys vs gogogoch mob?? i think maybe some shouting from seats behind us but was sorted when few boys got up there but again i not fully sure. seemed it?
Now! the games ending or near to it and either direction of the middlle of Bob Bank is these 2 long boyo filled thick lines of denim going somewhere. actually behind the grange an canton stands,as the way out it seems. prob a few renditions of your running away type shit but we all knew better. whistle goes a few min later and we go left to exit and perhaps join our united kingdom bredren in a spot of leek skinning.
Yes! everyone concentrating on getting out an we all rubbing our hands together,it is game on my son!!
OB gathering by the gates an saying "right all you londeners over there,wait for escort!"
'Yeah! Right! Bollox to that!' we all out the gates,just in time to f*cking see! that sea of denim smiling right at us from paces away!
oi oi it is off! we loom straight into them and then their off! we got em on the run b4 they could see they outnumbered us so much.
its kicking off but we got em going right towards arches and winning. not realising this, how much more than us lot, we have done. they have got loads more round the corner and loads more now coming behind us as well. but didnt know that then an wouldnt have mattered but its just mayhem. kicking off all over and getting darker by the second. like a layer cake if looked down on it?
us them,us them,etc. it was going across the road,back again,our way,their way,across the road again,everyone is mixed up all over the place and situations changing every second it seemed. it would be us on top it seemed,then them,then f**k knows!
all the time this going backwards an forwards in these arches. seemed like ages but fucked if i know how long?
at one point (or honestly 2 i think?) i gone down and its as i lifting head,all i can f*cking see is.........
snide pod shoes
white socks
tesco bomber jeans
turn-ups
3 inch above ankle
and as getting up
its the gloves an tashes!
even got a help up an "c'mon boyo,up ya get,lets do these cockneys"
so back an fro and i kid you not! this was serious straight rowing,no arms wide,no throwing,no deckchairs,just into eachother.
honestly didnt know where you'd be standing the next 20 seconds time,just getting carried whatever direction it went,no time for resting either i swear! (partially cos we outnumbered by up to 10-1?)
so we now out in skylight but i had noticed just before one of ours,a very rum chap,really having it with a few of them.
now tho,he's starting to get swamped,and disappearing out of sight as more an more of them see him. you'd catch sight of him bouncing up and steaming in but numbers taking its toll.
so, following the Lions code,i'm off,across the street trying to do,i dont what? except hit some taffys.
probably at the same time i doing this,our canine man H,must have also bogged it and coming in from different angle.
we arrive same time,but as anyone who knew him or see him,he was all arms an legs! well he caught me right on the jaw with his elbow and i went down like the proverbial sack of shit! seeing stars the lot,struggling to get up,f*cking funny watching feet!
so what do i see?
snide pod shoes
white socks
tesco bomber jeans
turns up
3 inches above shoes
yep you got it! but no 'c'mon boyo now'
it was BIFF! BOSH! BANG! KAPOW! OUCH!
booted everywhere i was,lol,but they mainly hit eachothers legs as usual and i got out somehow
but us 3 an couple others had to exert ourselves to get in safer ground about 5 feet away i think as thats how mad it was!
it was like, as far as you see on the street, EveryOne! was fighting. but in a fewminutes after this, i honestly dont know how???
it stopped! just like that! to this day not know how? but cardiff seemed to go off down this smaller street?? to city centre way?
and altho more OB there now? All i recall is bending over.....hands on knees.....huffing an puffing.....abso-lute-ly f*cking knackered.....breathing in as much air as i can.....lifting my head.....and seeing.....a street full of millwall in EXACTLY the same state as me.....All OF US!.....JUST PISSING OURSELVES OF LAUGHTER!
So it seemed the Kay-Arrrr-Diff had gone one way (east) an we heading north? to that main rd.
I dont know how or why it ended? I of course think we had it our way from start as 1st running them at exit, but TBH? who knows?
was it OB finally got us apart? dont know?
but looking around some millwall must have gone down that street with them as who was there seconds ago had no where else to go?
we could hear them and smashing windows etc but us few set off for that road we could only go, fully expecting as we turned right the main rd full of them or they flooding out the sidestreets coming at us soon enough.
f*cking odd this. main rd virtually empty except us few. couldnt get down any side street in direction they went.
but you could hear that muffled sound (??) so you know their close but where. and how many? lol!
all calm now and walking towards city centre with the castle i think coming up on our left. gotta say here,apart from the nervous tension it was almost a peaceful stroll. few bits an bobs of running at 'mirage' targets if get my meaning? until!
so we're getting quite closer to town now and the road has a bridge feel to the left of it with big fat concrete railing type things
portico's? is that em?
all of a sudden me mate goes have a look! there they are and its true,not a myth! 4 birds,ugly,skirts(tartan??),high DM's
blokes clothes on top,b*stard haircuts,an i sure sharpened steel combs or blades. And! they wanted to know!
in the middle was this f*cking big lump of a geezer (ginger-ish),did not give a flying f**k! and asks us if tiny was here today.
we walking towards him but he seemed nonplussed and i know this! the 1st 2 or 3 of us kids would have been mangled by him if it kicked off. this was the geezer DR looking for in the Bluebirds club. it was like i turned to my mate (to say oh f**k prob?)then all of a sudden him an the birds gone. NOT bottled it for sure,just gone,think some stairs there. he was a man on a mission so maybe looking elsewhere. was only 5 or 6 of us and about 20/30 feet away but ??
about same time or seconds later we gets a shout from ahead an see 20/30 millwall waving us few forward and they pointing like cardiff just round the corner.
the architecture now went from big sandstone ish buildings to 60s concrete shopping centre type thing.
the millwall boys are in front of an alley walkway leading somewhere but there patience run thin and they steamed whoever thru the alley. f**k! slow down you cunts wait for us. no chance then at millwall. they all just loomed in. anyway now theres about 40/50 of us total and 60 maybe cardiff on the trot.
but! we turn the next corner and its the f*cking bus station + square whatever. heres that ocean of f*cking denim again waiting for us. in fact not just waiting but eagerly anticipating our arrival by running towards us for farewells.
nice one as just at this moment we get our bearings. bus station to right,train straight ahead,shops to left. And!
from the shop way (i think?) comes the usual suspects and the rest of the Wall. lovely an we all 120 ish of us running straight at them.
the whatever the f**k how many of them running straight at us. in between OB desperately trying to swerve us both away with dogs an truncheons etc. getting close but OB winning maybe when maybe a fella off this board sees something!
to the station big doors,turn sharp right,50 ft,out big side door,right Into them!.......they spotted our move and eager to join for farewells. hey hey! here we go!
just within f*cking feet of eachother and OB made it thru the short cut to head us both off and shut doors with seconds to spare!
that was it! now viewing them from platforms and its like oh shit! didnt realise there that many of them LOL
it transpired the special left over an hour before we got there, with 6 (six) people on it! us 130 had to wait hour or 2 for another train. the only other bit of excitement after that was just as our london train approaching the OB must have opened the station cos running up the stairs on platform opposite come a dozen of em on the platform over the other side all 'c'mon!!'
they didnt expect at least 2 millwall to jump down from our platform,across tracks,up and into them.....if they'd stood that is.
that london train coming on tracks was close as well but safe enough i suppose?
left few bits out Jim i sure, as think i had more cover names of peope we know in last one?
if got anything to add please do.....and if anyone knows what happened to Kay-Arrr-Diff after sloper rd row? And if?
any millwall went with them there way to station i'd love to know please...
Re: City v Millwall a view of the 70s
Fri Sep 19, 2014 10:23 pm
I'm a bit surprised no-one replied to this, anyone would think your all obsessed with our next potential manager.... 
Is there anyone from the 70s on here who can either confirm or deny any of this?
Is there anyone from the 70s on here who can either confirm or deny any of this?