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Post by Milkie on Jul 30, 2020 11:37:36 GMT
The best games ever thread got me thinking about some of the strange omens and missed goals that you may have encountered over your years of supporting the mighty potters. In the late eighties I used to attend the matches with my brother and a mate Steve Copeland, Copie, as he was known, wasn’t the biggest fan and would often wander off to the bar. For 3 matches running the second he disappeared Stoke would score, this culminated in the Leicester game where we found ourselves 2-0 down, we had a quick whip round and sent Copie to the bar, he was gutted to return and find the score 2-2, with Beagrie and Bamber scoring within 2 minutes of each other! In terms of strange omens, my wife only occasionally attended the game but for a run of 10 plus games when she did we would win, at the Gerard Liverpool game she was asked what the score would be, to which she answered we would win by 5 goals, oh how we laughed! Oh How I wish I had a tenner on her prediction at 500-1 before kick off! What strange omens and goals have you missed?
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Post by Northy on Jul 30, 2020 11:40:26 GMT
I missed Kav's goal at Wembley against Bristol City, the bladder wouldn't hold out until half time.
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Post by lordb on Jul 30, 2020 11:41:18 GMT
Half time at Brentford 1991 my mate insisted that the hitherto drab 0.0 was going to end 4.0 to Stoke.
Utter bollocks I told him.
Cue a storming second half with 4 excellent goals from the worst side Stoke have ever had
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Post by withnall on Jul 30, 2020 12:34:18 GMT
Stoke 7v2 Leeds (1986)wardsw
Told the stewards my missus was expecting, and arranged for them to let me out periodically from the Stoke End to use the Phone box to phone the hospital and check what was happening.
It was an excuse to grab a few quick shorts in the Booker opposite.
9 goals that day, and a tonking for Leeds.
I missed EVERY goal.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2020 13:37:17 GMT
I flew back 6 games different locations and never saw us score- long haul as well. Missed my connection in Paris one Saturday morning and got there as we scored- I was 2 steps from the top of the stand and missed it. Finished 1-1. 7 games no goals for us.
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Post by thequietman on Jul 30, 2020 14:05:05 GMT
Think I might have posted before that my first ever game (at the tender age of 4) was the 5-0 whupping of dirty Ar5e. My dad was always fond of telling everyone that every time I said to him "we're going to score now dad" we did just that. I can remember very little of the game in all honesty. Mainly the fact that I'd never seen so man adults before, they all looked huge and smelt of beer & fags.
What he was not so fond of was recalling my second match. having been such a good omen in my first, he took me to the next home game v West Ham. I do remember being so excited about seeing the likes of Hurst, Moore, Bonds and especially Greavesie. And it was much more memorable game for me but probably not for the best reasons.
With the game at 1-1 courtesy of the two Jimmy G's (Greaves and Greenhoff) and just minutes to go, I was getting restless. Partly the long period of sitting still without a goal (40 minutes ... I thought there'd be goals every 10 minutes!). I remember surveying the crowd around me and thinking a bloke nearby was sitting down but was really tall. Then I realised he wasn't sitting down, he was standing in the aisle and was a dwarf. Thanks to a combination of that surprise and the copious amounts of lemonade dad had been feeding me to keep me quiet, I let out a yell and wet myself. Dad took me down to the toilets to clean me up and we missed Dobing's last minute winner.
It was a while before he took me to another match ....
Omens - Mrs Q is banned from the room when Stoke play on tv. Partly so I don't get clonked on me nut every time I loose out a naughty word, but mostly because every single time she enters the room, the opposition score. Guaranteed.
And I remember joshing a Baggies fan mate about how they hadn't beaten us at our place for a decade and we'd do them over yet again in a 4-3 thriller. He challenged me to put my money where my mouth was so I did. £1 on correct score at 100-1, and thank you very much. I bought him a pint from my winnings.
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Post by Milkie on Jul 30, 2020 14:21:40 GMT
Big Ant, who has a pint in the cricket club, went through a period with his “lucky lighter” it was one of those that was plain until struck then as it heated up a nude lady would appear. He had lost it on the terraces at an away match when Stoke were 1-0 down, found it and we had come back and won, he insisted after that we all touch the lucky lighter after he had struck it and made the lady appear, this appeared to be working brilliantly in the 2014/15 season, he forgot it against Liverpool we lost 3-5, it packed up against Spurs we lost 1-0. Two great home runs in between and the weirdest site at the cricket club as more and more people wanted to touch the lucky lighter!
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Post by LankyPotter on Jul 30, 2020 14:22:52 GMT
Delap away at chelsea, I was having a piss and missed a mental. Gutting.
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Post by PotterLog on Jul 30, 2020 14:47:06 GMT
In the early days of the Prem I flew halfway round the world for a visit back home and went to great lengths to get into London the day before we played Arsenal at the Emirates. I was very excited for the trip home and the game, never been to the ground, the Arsenal rivalry was peak spiciness... got to Madrid and because of snow my connecting flight to Heathrow was cancelled.. everyone was standing round complaining but I was so determined to get there I bought a separate flight to Gatwick on my mobile with the only airline flying.. with all the delays I worked out I should get in about 2 hours before kick-off. Just made it into Gatwick as the snow started to stick.. fought my way to my friend's house where I was staying, completely elated to make it there with time to have a cuppa and strike out for the game - which, as I'm sure you've guessed, was called off about 40 minutes before kick-off.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2020 14:53:46 GMT
In the early days of the Prem I flew halfway round the world for a visit back home and went to great lengths to get into London the day before we played Arsenal at the Emirates. I was very excited for the trip home and the game, never been to the ground, the Arsenal rivalry was peak spiciness... got to Madrid and because of snow my connecting flight to Heathrow was cancelled.. everyone was standing round complaining but I was so determined to get there I bought a separate flight to Gatwick on my mobile with the only airline flying.. with all the delays I worked out I should get in about 2 hours before kick-off. Just made it into Gatwick as the snow started to stick.. fought my way to my friend's house where I was staying, completely elated to make it there with time to have a cuppa and strike out for the game - which, as I'm sure you've guessed, was called off about 40 minutes before kick-off. That's a killer. I landed from Rio once to see us beat Wolves. Mad dash to Rio airport, race car from Birmingham airport Got there dead on kick off , won 1-0 I went to see us play West Brom and was worried re catching a flight to Singapore after. Was having dinner in the Waddo suite about 1pm and the game was called off as part of the Boothen roof had come loose at the Brit due to wind. Was selfishly a bit pleased  |
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Post by PotterLog on Jul 30, 2020 14:59:47 GMT
In the early days of the Prem I flew halfway round the world for a visit back home and went to great lengths to get into London the day before we played Arsenal at the Emirates. I was very excited for the trip home and the game, never been to the ground, the Arsenal rivalry was peak spiciness... got to Madrid and because of snow my connecting flight to Heathrow was cancelled.. everyone was standing round complaining but I was so determined to get there I bought a separate flight to Gatwick on my mobile with the only airline flying.. with all the delays I worked out I should get in about 2 hours before kick-off. Just made it into Gatwick as the snow started to stick.. fought my way to my friend's house where I was staying, completely elated to make it there with time to have a cuppa and strike out for the game - which, as I'm sure you've guessed, was called off about 40 minutes before kick-off. That's a killer. I landed from Rio once to see us beat Wolves. Mad dash to Rio airport, race car from Birmingham airport Got there dead on kick off , won 1-0 I went to see us play West Brom and was worried re catching a flight to Singapore after. Was having dinner in the Waddo suite about 1pm and the game was called off as part of the Boothen roof had come loose at the Brit due to wind. Was selfishly a bit pleased Remember it well, I was staggering down the verge of the D road against the howling gale with my dad when a bloke stopped and told us it was off, and gave us a lift back down to Hanford roundabout in his nice warm car. Can't say I was devastated about it either tbh! |
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