When it comes to crazy knife wielding nutjobs... Turkey takes some beating. I was locked in the back of a taxi as I saw a guy stabbing multiple people because his taxi driver ahead of us had bumped the car in front. Having inflicted GBH on them, he strolled towards me and my mate, still childlocked in a cab, I had no choice but to break the door with my feet and peg it to raise the alarm. Cue 5-6 taxis rushing to the scene to inflict "justice" upon the wielder. Lovely. Anyway, I think we'll nick another late equaliser. 2-2. Sent from my G8141 using Tapatalk
True that When I was a youngster I had a fight with a kebab shop keeper. His mate chased me out the kebab shop and down the road wielding a knife.
Whilst working night shift in a certain north west London Borough back in the nineties my colleague and I were shot at three times by some numpty we were about to speak too. We both looked at each other, chased him, caught him and literally beat the crap out of him. And we got put up for commendations too.
I've had similar holiday nightmares. Once, we were given a room in a hotel in Biarritz that was so small you could barely swing a cat and, if that wasn't hellish enough, we had no sea-view. We were given up a much nicer one eventually but not before I'd had to complain to the manager. Given your experience and mine is it any wonder more people are choosing to take 'staycations'
I did! Wettest game ever - tops all of this knife, revolver waving and unlikely sex tales on here.....was out of action for days!
You'd look funny with hair over one ear and nothing over the other one and up top - what a curious wish!
I had a knife pulled on me while walking back from collecting a curry. I only had a tenner on me and offered up my curry instead, saying it was worth more. The offer was impolitely declined and the knifeman made off with the tenner. This was in Highbury Fields. Disappointingly, my assailant used neither of the terms "blud" or "fam". Presumably he was not a local.
I was once accosted by a fellow with a knife near the skateboard ramp in uxbridge. I calmly told him I had no cash, he calmly told me to jump up and down and my ruse was foiled by the jangling of coins in my big baggy skater-shorts pockets. I had to hand over about £3 (a lot of dough back then). Yep, just like the man city fans were. A 4-0 home win is certain.
Imagine my horror when I witnessed a cockroach walking on the floor of my Tenerife hotel room in 1995. Puts guns and knives firmly in their place
Rocked up in 'Ammersmith now. T.b.h., I doubt that there'll be a lot of options pre-match given the k.o. time. Post-match is another matter entirely especially if we've stuffed the robber baron *****. We're in Shed Upper, Row 11, Seats 47 and 48 (or fairly adjacent to that given that it's an away) and will be wandering off 'Ammersmithwards afterwards ...
At the station one night, after I’d finished a late shift I was on my way back home to my wife. She was expecting me and I’d picked up a curry. She was at home and would be opening wine, lining up the the cutlery and be polishing the glasses in preparation. I fumbled for change to pay and pulled out the Queen, smiling, biguiling as I bought a ticket. I walked through the virtually empty station. In the shadows by the platform you could hear the whispers, gruff, blazing voices, hating, waiting. They shouted “have you got any money?” It was at that moment that I saw a group of right-wing skinheads, a waft of stinking bad breath engulfed my nostrils as they brushed past me, that putrid mixture of beer and fags. As it all went off, there was punches and kicking as they all piled in. It was damp and cold. The smell of boot leather blended in with the weather. It was fortunate that the tube arrived when it did and as I jumped on I do admit did feel a degree of sympathy for that poor bugger that they attacked but I soon forgot all that when I got home. I enjoyed my curry, finished the wine and even got laid that night. I suppose the advice is don’t go down in the tube station at midnight.......... Oh and 2-2 Richarlison and Carillo
Sounds like you got unlucky in that something was happening there that day. I don't suppose there was a show of strength with your boys brigade (1st Watford battalion) going down? I'll be at the Goose pub West Brompton pre match from 10:30 if anyone is about. Middle aged (crisis) with one of those black 80s scarves with yellow and red that I twirl around my head when we score.
I am a bit worried , we have started a tradition of having the pre match thread have very little to do with football, and we have kept winning This thread is far to football orientated , for the sake of watford football club won’t somebody go off on a wild tangent
Chelsea 1 3 Watford Richarlison to score our first. Carillo the second. 'Cameo' Capoue the third. Please will those filming the Watford fans bouncing not bounce themselves? Much appreciated SCG
31 years since we won there. A crowd of around 12,000 including yours truly to see David Bardsley with 2, Brian Talbot also with 2 and Colin West. Last game of that season-surely we can break that sequence like we broke the Arsenal one last week-also around 30 years ago
It tickles me when I ponder on how some vegetables are duo named . For instance Eggplants are also known as Melanzani , and Zucchinnis as Courgettes . Isn't that funny ? Do any other forum posters have other similarly humourous, vegetable related anecdotes .
