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the fa cup final

 


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Quote Seth at 12 Oct 2004 11:47am

For me it has to be the Hopkin Play-Off Final.

The year before, my dad, brother & I had driven from the Scottish Highlands (where we were on holiday) to Wembley only to witness Claridge's shin break Palace hearts, then driven all the way back again the same day to get back to our families.

The next year we were also on holiday in the north of Scotland (bad planning maybe - I blame my Dad!) and we couldn't face the 24 hour round trip again. We watched the game in a pub in Aviemore and, although we went utterly mental when Hoppo scored and celebrated long and hard into the night, I'll always regret not making the effort to get to the game.

Anyone else regret missing such a big game? And why?


Seth's dad here. Yes, it was me who screwed up the arrangements. But it's more complicated than Seth says. We were in Scotland together because I was due to climb my final Munros. For those who don't know, they are the mountains in Scotland over 3000 feet high. There are around 280 of them, and I had three left to climb. The idea is that when you do the last one, you have a big piss-up on the summit, and then carry on getting pissed for the rest of the day. All your family and mates come with you, especially the ones who climbed lots of mountains with.

Originally I had planned to leave just one Munro to climb during that last week - that would give us plenty of time in case of bad weather, failures etc. That would also have meant we could arrange to drive down to Wembley and back as well. But that all went wrong when I injured myself playing with my grandchildren about two months before. I pulled ligaments in my foot and could hardly walk for a month, let alone climb a 3000-ft mountain.

I had planned to go up to Scotland ahead of the final Munro trip in order to climb two of the three remaining Munros. In that way, I would leave just one for the last trip, as explained above. But my injury meant I was unable to do so, which is why I arrived in Scotland with three left to climb.

However, I had bought tickets for the playoff, and was still wondering whether we should make the long drive down to Wembley like the previous year. But the weather at the start of the holiday was bad, so I couldn't do any climbing to start with. Then there was a good forecast for the Monday, so I decided I had to stay in Scotland to climb two of the last three Munros, and thus make sure there was time to climb the last one before the end of the week..

All I could do for Seth and his brother was to find them somewhere they could watch the match. I found a bar in Aviemore and had a word with the barman to make sure the tv would be on the right channel etc.

As for me, I went out mountain climbing as planned. I was wearing a walkman radio and listened to the commentary throughout, instead of glorying in the magnificent Highland scenery etc.
We had just forded a river when I heard a roar and a commentator saying someone had scored - I couldn't tell who. A few seconds later I realised it was Palace and went berserk in the middle of the Scottish wilderness, throwing my walking pole in the air and dancing like a loonie - which my walking companions assumed that I was.

So that's the full story. I have had to live with the guilt of stopping Seth from seeing the Hoppy final ever since. I was just about getting over it when someone (i.e Seth) posted a thread about The Match You Are Most Gutted At Missing.

Now I know I will have to live with this guilt for the rest of my life.

PS I kept the playoff tickets in my wallet for several years, as a kind of token of wishing I could turn the clock back. I eventually replaced them with an unused ticket for the Dougie Stockport match, which I couldn't get to either. That's another story, but at least Seth was able to see the match this time.

Edited by peterg (14 Oct 2004 8:15pm)

Edited by peterg (14 Oct 2004 8:16pm)

 


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Quote peterg at 14 Oct 2004 8:12pm

Quote Seth at 12 Oct 2004 11:47am

For me it has to be the Hopkin Play-Off Final.

The year before, my dad, brother & I had driven from the Scottish Highlands (where we were on holiday) to Wembley only to witness Claridge's shin break Palace hearts, then driven all the way back again the same day to get back to our families.

The next year we were also on holiday in the north of Scotland (bad planning maybe - I blame my Dad!) and we couldn't face the 24 hour round trip again. We watched the game in a pub in Aviemore and, although we went utterly mental when Hoppo scored and celebrated long and hard into the night, I'll always regret not making the effort to get to the game.

Anyone else regret missing such a big game? And why?


Seth's dad here. Yes, it was me who screwed up the arrangements. But it's more complicated than Seth says. We were in Scotland together because I was due to climb my final Munros. For those who don't know, they are the mountains in Scotland over 3000 feet high. There are around 280 of them, and I had three left to climb. The idea is that when you do the last one, you have a big piss-up on the summit, and then carry on getting pissed for the rest of the day. All your family and mates come with you, especially the ones who climbed lots of mountains with.

Originally I had planned to leave just one Munro to climb during that last week - that would give us plenty of time in case of bad weather, failures etc. That would also have meant we could arrange to drive down to Wembley and back as well. But that all went wrong when I injured myself playing with my grandchildren about two months before. I pulled ligaments in my foot and could hardly walk for a month, let alone climb a 3000-ft mountain.

I had planned to go up to Scotland ahead of the final Munro trip in order to climb two of the three remaining Munros. In that way, I would leave just one for the last trip, as explained above. But my injury meant I was unable to do so, which is why I arrived in Scotland with three left to climb.

However, I had bought tickets for the playoff, and was still wondering whether we should make the long drive down to Wembley like the previous year. But the weather at the start of the holiday was bad, so I couldn't do any climbing to start with. Then there was a good forecast for the Monday, so I decided I had to stay in Scotland to climb two of the last three Munros, and thus make sure there was time to climb the last one before the end of the week..

All I could do for Seth and his brother was to find them somewhere they could watch the match. I found a bar in Aviemore and had a word with the barman to make sure the tv would be on the right channel etc.

As for me, I went out mountain climbing as planned. I was wearing a walkman radio and listened to the commentary throughout, instead of glorying in the magnificent Highland scenery etc.
We had just forded a river when I heard a roar and a commentator saying someone had scored - I couldn't tell who. A few seconds later I realised it was Palace and went berserk in the middle of the Scottish wilderness, throwing my walking pole in the air and dancing like a loonie - which my walking companions assumed that I was.

So that's the full story. I have had to live with the guilt of stopping Seth from seeing the Hoppy final ever since. I was just about getting over it when someone (i.e Seth) posted a thread about The Match You Are Most Gutted At Missing.

Now I know I will have to live with this guilt for the rest of my life.

PS I kept the playoff tickets in my wallet for several years, as a kind of token of wishing I could turn the clock back. I eventually replaced them with an unused ticket for the Dougie Stockport match, which I couldn't get to either. That's another story, but at least Seth was able to see the match this time.

Thanks for clearing that up Dad!

By the way, you didn't stop me from going to the game - if I'd had been determined enough, I would've done it. The previous year had been so gut-wrenching though, I couldn't have faced doing it on my own.

And don't feel guilty - just because climbing Munros are more important to you than watching Palace! (Joke)

I forgive you.

PS I know you were just kidding about living with the guilt for the rest of your life....weren't you?!


Edited by Seth (14 Oct 2004 8:49pm)

 


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Blackburn at home.....2nd leg of the play-off final In 1989!!!

I had my leg In plaster and It was a full one right up to my bollox so I couldn't move!!!

talk about frustrating,I lived In South Norwood at the time and I could hear the crowd!

still the result softened the blow!!

 

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FA Cup Final in 1990, Semi Final and all the games prior to that since 1988!
I was not allowed to cross the river until I was 18 so I missed the 2 biggest days in Palace history to date. Still watched it on TV but it was not the same.

Stockport as well I was stuck in front of the TV as I was saving up to get married. Still had a great day though.

 


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Cup semi in 1990. I was 11 at the time and my parents decided to go shopping instead.

At the time we lived oop North but my dad worked in London so weekends at home were the only time we saw him so football wasn't as regular for me then as it is now.

Got to go to the final though

Missed the ZDS final but i don't really care about that.

 

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been quite lucky that i've been to all the best ones since 89 when i started going, remember in our Championship season though I missed the win against Portsmouth where Armstrong scored a great diving header and Southgate hit a rocket from 30 yards, was it 6-1 in the end? Remember being in Wales wishing i had stayed at home instead of visiting family.

 


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The Palace V Brighton game. I went to my mates mums wedding (still had my palace shirt on under suit). The game wasnt on radio and I didnt have a signal on my phone. I had to wait till after everyone had finished eating to be told that we were winning 5-0 with a couple of minutes to play; I didnt believe it when I heard.

If I had gone we wouldnt have won though

 


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The first one!!
Beat that!!

 


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Quote danthepalacefan at 15 Oct 2004 11:25pm

The first one!!
Beat that!!


You mean, the first ever Palace game?

 


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Sheffield utd play off final as i miss booked my holiday in the caribbean.
Was a nightmare with the time diff and when i phoned up my mum went they were so unlucky!
I thought oh no not again,and then she said only joking they won with a wonder strike!
I went mental and then said oh by the way i got engaged.
Stockport booked my holiday as resigned to the fact we were going down,went to Zanzibar and managed to find a tv with satalite tv and went mental seeing us out the bottom 3 on the saturday and thought we had already stayed up but i forgot the last game at stockport had not been played so i celebrated prematurely!
Ironically this year my brother missed Cardiff and we won so maybe its an omen for one of us having to miss an important game!


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Edited by Geoff Thomas (16 Oct 2004 1:12am)

 


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Seth's brother here: I don't blame Seth or my dad for missing that game - I had already decided not to make the trek down south from Scotland after the heartbreak of the previous year.

The game I most regret missing is the 1990 semi-final v Liverpool. I would have gone, but a good friend was getting married that day and my wife put a lot of pressure on me to go to the wedding which I did. The irony is that Tom (the groom) was a big Liverpool fan. He invited me over to this posh hotel in Surrey to watch the game on TV whilst he was getting ready for the wedding. Gray had just equalised when we had to leave to drive to the church. We couldn't get the radio to work in the car (some poxy little Fiat) and I spent the whole of the service in an agony of uncertainty about the final result, which I finally found out later during the reception. It was a fairly dismal affair, and their marriage has now broken up. I still get a pang of regret whwn I think about it, and wish I had been at Villa Park with Seth and Pete

 


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