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Southampton to Liverpool in December 2004 with my mate in tow. Both of us in a decrepid Rover 115 SD hammering up the A34/M40/M6. Appalling traffic, sh*t weather and the windscreen jets ran out of water. Had to stop many times to get the window clear! Took the mother of all cross country rat runs to avoid the M62/M6 junction, under up going via Crewe, Northwich and Runcorn. Made it with time to spare after all that only for my mate nearly denied admitence for having a can of Cider in his bag!

 

Oh, and we lost 1-0......

 

 

 

I remember that game very well! It took 8 hours to travel from Soton to 'Pool, in very bad weather. I had a job to walk when I got out of the car, I was so stiff!

My grandson, H, was the Saints Mascot at that game. He met SG and Michael Owen had come over from Spain to watch the game. We have great photos of him, having a kick about on the pitch at Anfield.

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My clutch cable snapped on my Renault 5 Turbo at the Hedge End junction on the M27, Boxing Day (?) many years ago.

 

Had to phone my old man, who picked me, took me on to the Dell (where we won & Frankie Bennett scored i think), he went back & fixed my car & then picked me after the game :p...who needs the RAC

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I remember that game very well! It took 8 hours to travel from Soton to 'Pool, in very bad weather. I had a job to walk when I got out of the car, I was so stiff!

My grandson, H, was the Saints Mascot at that game. He met SG and Michael Owen had come over from Spain to watch the game. We have great photos of him, having a kick about on the pitch at Anfield.

 

Steve Grant - cool.

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Playing at Luton circa 1989/90 on the League/Milk/Rumbelows/Whatever cup, borrowed my old mans big fook off Merc to get up there.

Got back to the car to find it had been broken into and stereo etc nicked. While stood there another car alarm goes off about 5 cars further down the road and I see this bloke sat in the drivers seat, I raced down the road to give this guy a 'very stern talking to' .

He gets out the car and I shat myself as he was about 7 foot 3 and weighed about 22 stone. Turns out it was his car anyway as he lived in the house right next to where it was parked.

Moral - Never attempt to attack big bastard blokes .

 

Similar thing happened to me in the mid nineties (although the car was not broken into) at QPR. Parked the car near the ground and after the game (2-2) returned to the car only to find a couple of QPR fans sat on my bonnet, they had obviously spotted the saints sticker on the back window. One of the blokes was huge, he even had muscles on his tattoos of which he had many. I had to get the coppers to remove them before I could make my getaway as there was no way I was getting my car back on my own without a bit of my blood being spilt. I agree with your moral of the story and the other one is don't park near an away ground with your team colours displayed in your car.

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Does anyone remeber the days before Sat Navs peering out the windows looking for the floodlight pylons.:)

 

Yes, I remember as soon as you hit the edge of where ever you looked out for the flood lights and driving home without an inbuilt car radio and having to keep adjusting the angle of the radio as you turned a corner in order to get the results.

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