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The "I had a dream about how Saturday went" thread


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As the big day rolls nearer and nearer I'm sure more and more of us will find thoughts of The Day Of Retribution seeping into our unconscious. For many of us it will even seep into our dreams. For those who do, please chronicle what happens in this thread please.

 

This is not a "in my dream scenario" thread, this is people who have actually had a dream in which they thought the events were actually happening. No 'hilarious' made up ones please, unless they are REALLY funny (I'll be the judge thankyou!)

 

 

To kick off, here's mine from last night:

[setting the scene: Due to a badly timed Stag do I am watching the game in a pub at Heathrow airport rather than at SMS. This bit is true]

The game begins more evenly than I was expecting/hoping. Quite a niggly midfield battle with chances few and far between. There appears to be a bit of a hangover from the Blackpool game still. Good news is Lamberto is playing. Then disaster strikes midway through the first half (somewhere between 21-23 mins) as Chris Maguire is fouled in the box for a penalty. Mayhem ensues but when all calms down Maguire steps up to take it. Kelv goes the right way (to his right), but Maguire manages to put it just over the bar...a foot lower and it would have gone right in the top corner.

 

Buoyed by this, Saints start to find their feet and push on. The big moment comes towards the end of the first half (around 38 mins). A Saints player (hard to discern) bursts through past the defence into the box, gets to the ball just before the onrushing keeper (a bit like Guly's close miss at the start of the Blackpool game, but more central). He pokes the ball past the Keeper and it rolls at speed right inside the far post. I turn around celebrating, completely mental, kicking down tables and smashing up pint glasses (OK that didn't happen - I'm even embellishing my own dream!), BUT I'm surprised by the lack of similar reaction around me. As I turn back round the replay is showing that the ball hit the inside of the post, rolled right along the line, hit the outside of the other post and then bounced right back into the keeper's arms. Still 0-0. Sh!t. It turned out the player with the shot was Harding. There was no further incident until HT.

 

Unfortunately I then have to board the plane / woke up. Honestly, I am as disappointed by this anticlimax as you.

 

 

Oh, and from Friday night...

 

Reading 2 - 1 Leeds

Barnsley 1 - 1 West Ham

 

Unfortunately that meant we did go into the Pompey game in 2nd place. But I was very happy - and surprised - by the West Ham result.

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I don't know why but for some reason the volume went really loud on the weather and said today will be the best day of the weekend and the rest will be dull so from this I think Reading and West Ham lose and we draw... I ****ing hope not though

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I dreamt that Ashdown pulled up injured during the warm up and they had to start the match with Kitson in goal, Saints just took the pesh shooting from anywhere, final score 8-1 (their goal was an own goal scored by Fonte who was still peshing himself laughing after Lallana lobbed Kitson from the halfway line.

 

 

None of this is true, I made it up.

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True.

 

Last night I dreamt that I forced a fart out and crapped everywhere. In my dream I woke up to inspect the damage and it was a real post-curry diarhea job. Woke up trying to decide how I would explain it, or hide it from the wife.

 

I take this to mean we will **** all over the dirty fish-****ing bastards.

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True.

 

Last night I dreamt that I forced a fart out and crapped everywhere. In my dream I woke up to inspect the damage and it was a real post-curry diarhea job. Woke up trying to decide how I would explain it, or hide it from the wife.

 

I take this to mean we will **** all over the dirty fish-****ing bastards.

 

You crap on your wife and that's the conclusion you draw ?

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I dreamt that I went to the stadium and there were skates on the roof of St Mary's lobbing rocks at us and singing "No one likes us". Didn't seem to dream about the game itself but we won 5-0 and afterwards I got noshed off by Jessica Alba in the disabled toilets. Pretty weird dream. Hope it happens though.

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I had the dream in December 2009. :)

 

I have a dream. Next year the two teams meet at SMS in the CCC, about 10 matches before the end of the season. Saints spank P****y, a result which then confirms our automatic promotion to the PL and their relegation to L1. What could be sweeter? :D

 

Of course our favourite Cheats Takeover Saga Thread resident Skate thought otherwise. :lol:

 

And then the alarm went off, The marshmallow you were stuffing down you throat at half time was your pillow,:D

 

ps Dream on Pony Boy,

 

Okay, after we crucify them tomorrow we won't be mathematically up, and the Cheats won't be mathematically down, but both will be awfully close. :D

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I can't remember. My football related dreams are usually so fuuucked up. They're never playing at a recognised ground - it's usually in a city park, a beach or up a mountain. The stadiums are these surreal constructions consisting of winding steps, corridors and massively high tiers, pitches of an odd shape, or going round corners and me often racing to get there and arriving halfway through.

 

Is there a psychology student in the house?

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I had the dream in December 2009. :)

 

 

 

Of course our favourite Cheats Takeover Saga Thread resident Skate thought otherwise. :lol:

 

 

 

Okay, after we crucify them tomorrow we won't be mathematically up, and the Cheats won't be mathematically down, but both will be awfully close. :D

 

That is feckin awesome :toppa:

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I can't remember. My football related dreams are usually so fuuucked up. They're never playing at a recognised ground - it's usually in a city park, a beach or up a mountain. The stadiums are these surreal constructions consisting of winding steps, corridors and massively high tiers, pitches of an odd shape, or going round corners and me often racing to get there and arriving halfway through.

 

Is there a psychology student in the house?

 

Mine are the same! The stadia are usually a right mess in my dreams.

 

I once dreamt I was George Burleys right and man, except that involved making sandwiches for Claus Lundekvam. You got to the dressing room by going down some steps in the centre circle. I ended up giving the team talk, becoming the chair man and scoring the winning goal. Weirdness.

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My mate and I often talk about being a future management duo - me the calm, collected tactician and he the tea-throwing bollocker assistant manager. I had a dream a few days ago that Saints were playing a team wearing blue (couldn't tell whether it was P*mpey or not) and we were in charge. Egil Ostenstad came on to score the winner for us, 2-1 to Saints after a niggly game.

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Just woke up. I dreamt I spent the whole game trying to find our seats in a stadium that wasn't St Mary's! We didn't see any of the game but we had a penalty saved by Kelv. The Pompey fans were in small marques a long way from the pitch. No idea what the final result was!

 

All a bit strange

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I had a strange dream about being in their section of the ground and then switching off some big buttons at the back which were for some noise or music which helped their singing and then I ran down the stairs shouting something and back into our section...I then thought I had escaped and a giant skate about 60 ft just walked over the fence after me...I woke up shortly after that

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Just woke up, and I had a dream we were winning 6-0 at half time, which actually ended up as the final score. Mind you, we had a couple of our academy players in the line up, who were also the scorers, and we had a new signing playing called Charles Dickens.

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Just woke up, and I had a dream we were winning 6-0 at half time, which actually ended up as the final score. Mind you, we had a couple of our academy players in the line up, who were also the scorers, and we had a new signing playing called Charles Dickens.

 

he was a Skate...anyway hope it's not a case of Great Expectations before the game and Bleak House afterwards.

Mind you Bleak House is a good name for Nottarf

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