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Post by Northy on Nov 4, 2019 8:03:43 GMT
I was there on Boxing Day a good few years back. Coldest I’ve ever been at a football match. And like a silly prick I’ve decided go again next week... I’ll never learn Those wooden benches on the open terrace? We left at 3-0 and went back to the pub to thaw out
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Post by kristoff on Nov 4, 2019 8:33:44 GMT
Torn on this one, I’m Adam Murray’s kids god father and a close family friend. Hope he gets them out of the shit, not next weekend though!! A godparents job is to help steer the child in a good direction. You should be pointing out that his dad should repent his Barnsley sacrilege and give us the 3 points 😏😏😏😏
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Post by rawli on Nov 8, 2019 16:41:10 GMT
I got squashed at Barnsley in 1989 just before a cup game. Lost my Pink Panther inflatable and a packet of Skips. Horrible place. Police and stewards were wank. I was there too. Got in at the Barnsley end as I was working there on contract for 6 months . Saw what was happening and thought fuck this. It's one of my most embarrassing memories as a Stoke fan as the Barnsley fans chanted 'shove your panthers up your arse' . Pink fucking plastic inflatable cunting panthers' Utter bollocks. Anyone remember the utterly cringworthy first Stoke City website that has the fucking pink panther song and a cartoon panther as they were developing it GD Saw this and thought of you m.alibaba.com/amp/product/60739771933.html
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Post by Deleted on Nov 8, 2019 16:56:23 GMT
I was there too. Got in at the Barnsley end as I was working there on contract for 6 months . Saw what was happening and thought fuck this. It's one of my most embarrassing memories as a Stoke fan as the Barnsley fans chanted 'shove your panthers up your arse' . Pink fucking plastic inflatable cunting panthers' Utter bollocks. Anyone remember the utterly cringworthy first Stoke City website that has the fucking pink panther song and a cartoon panther as they were developing it GD Saw this and thought of you m.alibaba.com/amp/product/60739771933.htmlMr Rawli, As a fellow suffering Stoke City fan I'm sure you won't take this too personally but quite simply Fuck off Just saying GD
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Post by northstaffycher on Nov 8, 2019 23:46:44 GMT
A lot of Yorkshire lasses got fingered that day...according to the other threads.
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Post by somersetstokie on Nov 9, 2019 9:46:11 GMT
Do they speak English in Barnsley? Strange that you should mention that. We can talk (Well obviously) but isn't Stoke one of the few areas of the country whose dialect is partially a relic of old saxon/early English. English language scholars claim that the Potteries dialect still retains many characteristics associated with Anglo Saxon Old English. For example, the word ‘nesh’ meaning soft, tender, and easily feeling the cold is derived from the early English, ‘nesc, nescenes.’ Similarly the word “slat” meaning to throw, is from the old English ‘slath’, moved. Also in the Potteries the vowel O followed by an L is pronounced ‘OW’ as in towd (told), owd (old), cowd (cold), gowd (gold). There are many other examples of the peculiarities of Stoke language and "Arfur tow crate in staffy cher", and we are definitely a race apart, happily speaking in a virtually foreign tongue for all of these years. No wonder people like Imbula didn't understand us and never bothered to learn English.
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Post by RAF on Nov 9, 2019 9:51:04 GMT
I got squashed at Barnsley in 1989 just before a cup game. Lost my Pink Panther inflatable and a packet of Skips. Horrible place. Police and stewards were wank. I was there too. Got in at the Barnsley end as I was working there on contract for 6 months . Saw what was happening and thought fuck this. It's one of my most embarrassing memories as a Stoke fan as the Barnsley fans chanted 'shove your panthers up your arse' . Pink fucking plastic inflatable cunting panthers' Utter bollocks. Anyone remember the utterly cringworthy first Stoke City website that has the fucking pink panther song and a cartoon panther as they were developing it >:D GD It's up there with the Amigo's for sure smackhead! H
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Post by peekay67 on Nov 9, 2019 11:09:07 GMT
I was there on Boxing Day a good few years back. Coldest I’ve ever been at a football match. And like a silly prick I’ve decided go again next week... I’ll never learn Went this one. Spent as much time watching the bowls behind the stand. It was FREEZING.
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Post by lordb on Nov 9, 2019 11:19:18 GMT
I was there on Boxing Day a good few years back. Coldest I’ve ever been at a football match. And like a silly prick I’ve decided go again next week... I’ll never learn Went this one. Spent as much time watching the bowls behind the stand. It was FREEZING. Is that the one where Nello packed boots with the wrong studs? Our players were slipping all over the place and we were 3.0 down at half time. Embarrassing.
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Post by Mr_DaftBurger on Nov 9, 2019 11:37:31 GMT
Do they speak English in Barnsley? Strange that you should mention that. We can talk (Well obviously) but isn't Stoke one of the few areas of the country whose dialect is partially a relic of old saxon/early English. English language scholars claim that the Potteries dialect still retains many characteristics associated with Anglo Saxon Old English. For example, the word ‘nesh’ meaning soft, tender, and easily feeling the cold is derived from the early English, ‘nesc, nescenes.’ Similarly the word “slat” meaning to throw, is from the old English ‘slath’, moved. Also in the Potteries the vowel O followed by an L is pronounced ‘OW’ as in towd (told), owd (old), cowd (cold), gowd (gold). There are many other examples of the peculiarities of Stoke language and "Arfur tow crate in staffy cher", and we are definitely a race apart, happily speaking in a virtually foreign tongue for all of these years. No wonder people like Imbula didn't understand us and never bothered to learn English. I once had an overseas student, who spoke perfect English, ask if there were any courses he could take so he could understand the 'locals'! My mum told a story of a perturbed overseas doctor who was slightly freaked out that everyone knew he was a doctor as everywhere he went they called him 'doc'!
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