Fitzhugh Fella

Well, even Pardew admitted they deserved it. Totalling up the points he (Walter) gave to Saints players = 64 points and Brighton = 63 points. The reporting in the Echo is shambolic these days and don't get me started on the historical errors in the FE where the other day they mixed up a star player from the 1920s (Bill Rawlings) with Saints chairman from the early 60s (Mr Barber) plus loads of other mistakes.

Don't often agree with you CB but I do over this. Burley was our worse ever manager considering the experience he had before arriving and the way he just lost interest when the money dried up was shocking. He left us in a worse league position than when he arrived and the club was falling apart at the seems thanks to him having given up the ghost.

Don't know if he was at the same game as me but he had Schneiderlin as Saints mom with 7 out of 10 and Lloyd James at 6 out of 10 with the comment "always a threat going forward". Personally I would have said the exact opposite. Considering he gave Glenn Murray, the scorer of Brighton's first two goals 5 out of 10, I would say he is a little out of touch with what really happened at SMS yesterday.

all in good time grass hopper, if its true, all will be revealed but probably not on here!!

Left my first wife that day after an argument about me watching the game on tv. We ended up getting divorced. She hated Saints - funny thing is many years later she re married and her new husband is a season ticket holder at SMS. Considering she lives in London she has been pretty unlucky to meet and marry 2 Saints fans. She actually goes to the odd match now and again - ah well if you can't beat them and all that.

Fahim must never be allowed to leave Pompey. Heard an "interesting" little rumour on Paul Hart from a pretty good source yesterday but libel laws prevent me from adding anything further.

18 Feb 1967 - 4th Round and you were right Huxford scored the own goal. We had beaten Barrow in the 3rd round!

Sheesh - it can only get better!

They can't get any better than that. I was living in Malaya at the time and we sometimes found the quickest way of getting the scores from England was in Sunday's Chinese papers (Monday was the day the English paper carried them). The only things that were printed in English apart from the names was 6 and 2. Me and my Dad were convinced for 24 hours the Chinese press had got the scores mixed up and we had really been beaten 6-2. What a shock on the Monday morning.

I think the great thing about that Sunday, was the fact the WHOLE of So'ton took to the streets to welcome back the team. My Mum and sisters hate football but they were all there cheering and it proved to me that winning the Cup truly unites a City. A never to be forgotten weekend. At the time, being 20 it was almost too enormous an occurrance to fully take on board. It was like a dream. Southampton was an absolute madhouse that saturday night. The whole town was clogged up with emotion, cars, people, singing, joy, delerium. No one wanted to go to bed although we were knackered - how I slept I will never know. Jesus, I still get a shiver now.

One of our best ever away performances - remember it well.

On here? Just don't think fans went away in those days - the travel was too problematical. Happy to hear from anyone to prove me wrong though!

I was there - the most one sided game I ever saw! How did Eric never get picked for Scotland after that match and Brown the Scottish manager was there too!

Love to know who went to the earliest away match on this forum. My first away game was Stamford Bridge, Boxing Day 1969 - we lost 3-0! Anyone used to go away in the 50s or even 40s. My dad went to quite a few in the mid to late 50s. Their can't be anyone still alive who went to away games pre-war can there?

How could I forget it - gutted was not the word! Mind you Anderlecht away was a classic! Chanson D'Amour. I remember the Carrick Rangers away match. Not because I went but it was on radio and I invited Stan Fair Oak (aka Dave Carroll) to come to my Mum and Dad's place to listen to the commentary. It was played in the afternoon for some reason. Anyway he and I drank a whole bottle of galliano (Italian ****tail found in Harvey Wallbangers) and got seriously ****ed. When my Mum came home from work she found the pair of us rolling round the kitchen floor unable to stand. Not amused. Will say hello to Ken tomorrow for you.

Had a pint with him in the Otter last night and passed on your regards. He said he was completely innocent at Orient but had a bit of form and he got 6 months for assaulting a police officer. He served his time somewhere near Ipswich. His Dad told him that it would teach him a few things and indeed it did! Now a grandfather several times over but still large of life and plenty to say for himself. He went to St Georges but got expelled after a couple of years and then went to Toynbee. 4 brothers and 2 sisters, quite an Irish family and still a big Celtic fan to boot.

A "Lynham/Fialka/Jackson consortium" taking over Poopey? My God the thought of that is just so mouth watering!

Yea I was there TeamSaint, not many Saints there and an intimidating atmosphere in that vast ground.

Off the top of my head Peach missed at least 2 out of about 25 - nothing like as good as MLT.

I think it best James stays at Farton - his wages are doing the club serious damage.

Picture of Ken in one of this week's Echos. He is now a top snooker coach based in Chandlers Ford. Nice man too.

Not sure if John Mortimore still has an official position at SMS but I was pleased to see him sitting amid all the Saints fans at Orient. Says a lot when someone who has been President can still go to away matches and sit among the great unwashed! John is a genuine link to the 60s - long may he remain a fan.

Did you know for the 4th Round home tie v Blackpool Aston Villa had a coach load of fans at the game. They were so impressed with our performance at Villa Park in the 3rd Round they vowed to support us in the next. Unbelievable but true!

Yes he was telling me about it - happened at Leyton Orient apparently which is why he made the sentimental trip back there last week! He is about 6 feet 4 inches and wide as a tank. When I first met him in the woods he had a big stick with him and a ferocious looking alsation and the gruffest voice I ever heard. Put the wind up me a bit but I see him regularly now and he enjoys a yarn about the god ol days. Will pass on your regards. He told me he is going to Gillingham! I think there is a lot of older fans getting interested again.

I feel you may be right. Or perhaps I feel more comfortable that it might have outgrown me.