An email from Robbie:

“…they got stuck on the train back with a shitload of Millwall fans on the next carriage. The Millwall fans proceeded to smash all of the windows out of the train carriage with wine bottles…”

I got picked up at 6AM to catch the train from Portslade to London. I was told to be prepared with some beers. So I bought four tall cans of Kroney.

On the train at 6:30, the fellas I was with proceeded to bring out the cans at 6:35. I followed suit. 1 hour later; arrive at London Victoria. Two cans in. 7:30am. Take the tube across London to Euston station in order to catch the train to Birmingham.

Catch the train to Birmingham at 8:45. Finish my two other cans on the train ride and the fellas head over to the bar car and grab a tall can of Carling for each of us.

10:15 arrive in Birmingham. 5 cans in. Head immediately for the Pub. Stay there until 1:30 drinking. It is beginning to take its toll, keeping up with the English Lads drinking is no mean feat. I am beginning to nurse the pints. We head over to the ground as kick off is at 3pm. Hit two more pubs on the way. Have to find away fan pubs but they are all full. Brighton has brought 7000 fans up for this match as it is rare that they get the chance to play a Premier League club in the FACup.

Huge Police presence around the ground and in Birmingham in general as there are loads of travelling away fans due to the FA Cup matches all over the country. Wolverhampton vs Crystal Palace just up the road. Crystal Palace are Brighton fans biggest rivals and they are both playing in the vicinity. Could be sticky later if we end up on the same train back to London, so I was told anyway. I then wonder how the day might unfold.

The lads told me about the last time they went to Birmingham for an away match they got stuck on the train back with a shitload of Millwall fans on the next carriage. The Millwall fans proceeded to smash all of the windows out of the train carriage with wine bottles, and these are thick double glazed train car windows we are talking about here. As they say here in Blighty, NUTTERS!! Anyway that is another story.

We get to the ground for kick off and I am in the middle of the away stands and these motherfucker’s are some of the loudest fans I have heard yet. My head hurt afterwards they sang so loud. The atmosphere was brilliant. Every time the home Keeper took a goal kick the Brighton fans said ahhhhhhhhhhhh, YOU’RE SHIT, just as he kicked the ball………hilarious.

Brighton Lost 3-2 in the end but we got to cheer a couple goals and they could have scored a third. Considering Brighton are two leagues below Aston Villa they did really well and could have easily got away with a draw. After the match we head back to a pub in the town centre for more pints before we catch the train. I begin to wonder if we will end up on the train with some Palace fans. At the train station the police presence is huge and we were privileged enough to see some real proper lads getting arrested for just being drunk, stupid and aggressive.

We get on the train and are lucky enough to be on a train full of Brighton fans. Arrive back in London at 8:30pm. Forgot to mention before we got on the train the fellas each grab a bottle of wine to drink on the way back. At this point I have had enough of drinking but they polish off their bottles handsomely. On the tube back to Victoria they said they were really glad that I came along but that I would need to learn how to drink before I came out again. Love it. Once I got off the train back in Brighton about 50 Brighton fans get off the train and break out in songs echoing all over the station, it was awesome…….football culture in this country is so unique, nothing like I have ever seen anywhere in the world, now that they have learned how to manage the violence, it is a brilliant thing to behold………the only violence is the violence on the liver……ouch my liver……..

Created by Hoopenfaust, on February 7, 2010 at 7:32 am, filed under Go Back To Bed, Riot Please. Comment on this here and follow the trashtalk here.

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Robert Matre captures golf and the details most of us never get to see. He shows us it’s humans that play the game…not the equipment. This post does no justice to the quality and beauty of his photos. You’ll have to go to his site here: Robert Matre to view his portfolio. Enjoy.

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Maybe you won’t find these gloves on the PGA tour, but the younger generation have been waiting for a glove like this. Asher makes some of the dopest golf gloves we’ve seen. This is the new face of golf…get used to it.

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On Monday January 18, our friend Anthony Lewis lost everything he owned in a sudden fire that destroyed his apartment building. He was uninsured. To help him buy some immediate basics like clothes, furniture, and help him get started again in life, we’re looking for people to donate just a few dollars each to reach a goal of $4500, which will go directly into an account set up for Mr. Lewis.

You can donate money to his fund at this website: HELP A BROTHER OUT

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