Always park in the same spot
Did it for 25 years at Highfield Road and same at the Ricoh.
Indeed...We’ve been in continual decline for about 25 years so please can you re-evaluate your car parking situation?!
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We’ve been in continual decline for about 25 years so please can you re-evaluate your car parking situation?!
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Don’t change me underpants until we let a goal in, the misses is going spare about it
Wondered why all the seats around me are spareJudging by the smell I think a lot of people in E17 do that this season
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Well, when I lived a stone's throw from Highfield Rd, I'd try different routes to the ground until one worked and we thrashed someone - I risked life and limb though, since the route through that dodgy park (it's name escapes me, the one adjacent to Vauxhall Street) was the one that worked most frequently.
That isn't superstition , that's just bloody annoying , getting in people's way trying to watch the game . :emoji_japanese_goblin:At the Ricoh I never get into my seat earlier then 5 minutes before kick off usually miss the kick off, never know the team and always have to ask
"Primrose Hill"
That's got nothing to with superstition, this shows you have ADHD, ha ha!I never wear a current city shirt and never drink tea from my Coventry City mug on a match day
you must know every area of the stadium by now then..Sit on same seat if doing well...
thats a long walkAlways park in the same spot
Did it for 25 years at Highfield Road and same at the Ricoh.
park somewhere else FFS!Always park in the same spot
Did it for 25 years at Highfield Road and same at the Ricoh.
The amount of fights you used to see going down the steps to the park!That's the one, mate. Ironic for such a delicately-named place to be full of smackheads and paedophiles that lay in wait from the bushes.
Was legging it through after we beat Barnsley 1-0 in '98, and this creepy bloke came out of nowhere yelling " ffffookin' sssstop ya bastard!"
Suffice to say, he won't forget the day he was clotheslined by a chunky 18 year old who wasn't going to stop for anything short of a meteor strike.
Even if it wasn't a match day, it was like a gladiatorial arena, just with more windmilling and air kicks. Evil place, I tell thee.The amount of fights you used to see going down the steps to the park!
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