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“Nods” I’ll start. Clapping the opposition goal keeper before and at HT before the match starts.

Wingers that take it to the by-line and cross it without Dithering

"The mother and (I assume) daughter duo who stood at the front of the North Bank with their scarves totally covered in badges . ""You'll never make the station..."" Centre forwards."

Northern Sold 2:02 Fri Feb 9 Usually followed by a rendition from the NB of ‘We hate peanuts and we hate peanuts’….from memory? Great times.

"Golden Goal tickets Kaiser Bill's Batman ""There's only one way out"" Keep Upton Park fence free."

I miss the 'Where's your father?' song to the ref.

"EYEEEEEEEEEE.... SEEEEEEEEEEEEE.....EFFFFFFFFFFFF.... PEEEEEEEEEEEEEENUTSSSSSSSSSSSSS ... and then some wag from the NB shouting out... ""ARE THEY SALTED"""

"Muddy pitches Completely white footballs, orange if it was snowing Players numbered 1 -11 No names on the back of the shirts Completely British starting XI Goalkeepers without gloves Every player in completely black boots Little kids being passed down to the front"

For the old uns. Remfrey's records. The Rotal British Legion Band. Half time score board in front of North and South banks.

Oops missed out the……Aaaaaaaaaayyyyy

Oops missed out the……Aaaaaaaaaayyyyy

"Crowd SURGES. Give me a double U, EeeeeeeeeeeeE EeeeeeeeeeeeSSSS TTTTEEEEEE AaaaaaaaaiiichHH EeeeeeeeeeMMMMM Wot ave you got? SORE THROAT. We hate Millwall, and we Millwall We hate Millwall, and we Millwall We hate Millwall, and we Millwall We hate the Millwall Hate Us…."

Restricted views (now just long distance ones) Blokes nicking the corner flag and sticking it in the centre circle.L Proper turnstiles manned by blokes some of whom could be bribed. Coppers helmets getting knocked off when ejecting someone from the crowd Beamback away games screened on shit big screens Queuing down Green street on a Sunday morning to get tickets for a big cup game Cash

Not hearing the team until you got into the ground.

Monkey Boots.

"Touts mooching up and down. Yeh, the 2 pound man on the turnstile. The smell of horse shit and onions. Waiting for the away lot by the queens/wine bar. (Unless already gone to head em off on the underground). A bookies called Coombes. Backstreets. Programme sellers in random places ?ü§? Songs at the away bit ‚ÄúWe are Eeevall‚Äù. (esp at a grim winter game) ‚ÄúYou‚Äôre just a bunch of wankers‚Äù ‚ÄúYou‚Äôre going home like Sandy Richardson‚Äù (for the old‚Äôuns). And amoungst loads of others: ‚ÄúI know a laughing policeman‚Ķ‚Ķ‚Ķ‚Ķ‚Äù ‚ÄúKnees up muvver Braan‚Äù ‚ÄúSouth Bank, south Bank do your job‚Ķ‚Äù Ooh altogether, ooh altogether‚Äù ‚Äúa.g‚Ķ..a.g.r‚Ķ.a.g.r.o‚Ķ...AGRO‚Äù! Supporters buying fanzines after the game. Hamburgers being sold off for a nicker on way back to the station. Haha."

chim chim vinny wid iron you out in heartbeat pal lol

Paddy O'Leary The bloke who had to go and get the balls that went over the chicken run into the street.

"Toilet paper on the pitch. Banners on poles, which were also a big thing at the cup final. The peanuts bloke. Quasi the program seller or the woman with tons of makeup. 50 50 draw tickets. Me on a stool so I could see over the crowd. I remember that band. They used to play a song called Flamingo, which I still hear when I think of them."

"Tomsdad 2:08 Thu Feb 8 Remember them letters ?üòâ that‚Äôs a long time ago. Chim, Pretty sure the two (elderly)ladies were always stood at the front of the south bank?? The two with ‚Äúscarves‚Äù Some great memories on this thread. Nice one Young Woody."

"The Chicken Run being so close to the pitch that some lump could punch Vinnie Jones in the kidneys. He would shit himself and throw the ball anywhere so he could get back onto the safety of the pitch. Crazy gang my arse. The two old birds in the West Side in huge self-knitted scarves covered in West Ham badges. 'boot wrapped round your head, you'll get a boot wrapped round your head'. 'You'll never make the station '. Blow up bananas and real bananas thrown onto the pitch. National Front stalls in Priory road run by Skinheads who under normal circumstances would fight a punk rocker like me but never put a foot wrong as I was West Ham first and a punk second. In a vote it was between us and Leeds fighting it out over who were the most racist club in the land. In the Sound Bank next to the away supporters throwing everything and anything, darts, coins, in fact I had a thermos flask full of scalding Bovril hit one of our own having just missed me. A kid (maybe 14/15?) getting dragged out by old bill using his trunction to choke him for giving Chelsea fans the wanker sign and a bloke jumping onto the crowd and the crowd steering him to headbutt the copper who went down like a sack of shit and the kid getting pulled back by us so he could escape. Fucking hell, there's a lot of memories to pack when I think of Upton Park."

Monty and his bugle

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! You’re shit, aaaaggghh! Toilet rolls. Small boys in the park, jumpers for goalposts. Rush goalie. Two at the back, three in the middle, four up front, one's gone home for his tea. Beans on toast? Possibly, don't quote me on that. Marvellous."

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! You’re shit, aaaaggghh! Toilet rolls. Small boys in the park, jumpers for goalposts. Rush goalie. Two at the back, three in the middle, four up front, one's gone home for his tea. Beans on toast? Possibly, don't quote me on that. Marvellous."

Garibaldi anyone ? I liked a bourbon and a malted milk for dunking

Didn't see a cup since 1980 till our David sorted it last year .