Do you like the people you sit near at the match?

Depends has he been grumpy for a number of years? or is it only recently.

I believe I have been a delight for most of my ST tenure!
 
Had an ST for about 12 years now, had some weird people come and go during that time, also some regulars who have been there the whole time. Nothing too bad. But this season a father and son have popped up directly behind us, and the dad is unbearable. Non stop analysis/complaining for the full game; but what's utterly incredible is that EVERYTHING he says is wrong. It's not even subjective stuff. It's so bad that we're considering moving seats. Hopefully they don't renew but I get the impression they're in it for the long haul.

Just as an example, in the last game an opposition player tackled a Boro player by the touchline and the ball rolled out for a goal kick to them. Followed by "What's he [the ref] given here then? Off side? Free kick? He doesn't know what he's doing! What's he f###ing DOING?? Is it offside? F### OFF! He's never offside" [by now the ball has been rolled back to the keeper and he's preparing to take the goal-kick] "IF IT WAS OFFSIDE I DON'T THINK IT WAS FROM THERE! F###ing hell, we get these **** REFS every week. How'd he think the offside was there [in the 6 yard box]? He wasn't offside anyway. What's he f###ing given??" - and so on; a constant stream of moaning nonsense right in my lug hole every game. I mean, how hard is it? You see the ball roll over the goal line, the goal keeper is taking a goal kick, and not to be able to put two and two together?

Also at the last game, there's a challenge by the touchline, the ball goes out of play for a Plymouth throw. Cue: "HOW'S HE [the linesman] GIVEN THAT FROM THAT POSITION? HOW'S HE GIVEN IT??". The linesman was literally stood next to the incident watching it.

A favourite of his "To Engel. ENGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL F###ing hell pass it to ENGEEEEEL" - the ball reaches Engel "NOW DRIVE!" (Engel is midway in our half with two opposition players blocking his way down the line). All game, every game (except when Engel isn't playing).

He'll scream about the players "dicking about with it" (fair comment last few games but this is when we were playing quite well), shouting to "get it down the pitch" and then as soon as we play a long ball "Who the f### was that to? *****. SHIIIIITE! We're good at passing it around - why hoof it long to no-one??" - this is immediately following his command to get it down the pitch. It's lovely when he's screaming at us dicking about with it and to hit it long with his "WHAT ARE YOU DOING????" then we put a great move together and score from it. Sadly not happened for a while now.

Weirdly against WBA he was screaming at the players all game, moaning about how ***** they were, how we can't pass, how we need to play it long and how everything they did was wrong, then when the half time whistle went he said " Good half that. Playing really well, enjoyable stuff" or words to that effect. ***ed myself laughing at that point.
 
A favourite of his "To Engel. ENGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL F###ing hell pass it to ENGEEEEEL" - the ball reaches Engel "NOW DRIVE!" (Engel is midway in our half with two opposition players blocking his way down the line). All game, every game (except when Engel isn't playing).

I recall one guy giving Kavanagh dog's abuse back at Ayresome. For 70 minutes, everything that that went wrong was Kavanagh's fault: attacks breaking down; opposition chances (Forest I seem to recall): everything apparently was down to his poor passing, positioning or tackling.

After 70 minutes, we actually brought Kavanagh on.

Those on the Holgate held their breath waiting for his response.

He tried to brazen his way out with "what are they bringing him on for? He's F***ing useless!" but everyone just laughed at his attempt.
 
A couple of minor irritants.

One lad in the row in front of me tries to keep time with the RF drummer banging the facia and he is just slightly off the beat and it annoys me more than it should.
That might be me? 😂 if your in the south
 
Apart from a few who've popped up behind us this season, we've had the same people around us for years. Always say now then/see you later and chat about the match to the fella next to me, but we don't actually know each others names :D Must be 8/9 years he's sat there as well!
 
Yes no problem with those I’m around. All decent people and none shout ridiculous things despite the largely awful home form.
 
Apart from a few who've popped up behind us this season, we've had the same people around us for years. Always say now then/see you later and chat about the match to the fella next to me, but we don't actually know each others names :D Must be 8/9 years he's sat there as well!
Just start calling him Dave. He will probably be too embarrassed to correct you. Plus it's quite a common name so there's a decent chance you might be right.
 
Dad n lad behind me are tedious, not a clue what match they watch but mostly bang on about xg per game n stats blah blah blah. Makes me want to pick sue smith and co over actually attending the matchday
 
My dad used to absolutely hate the kid who sat behind him for a season in the north stand. Used to sit there kicking the back of my dads seat, would be asked to stop, 5 mins break then start again. His dad would say something, then start again. Actually made my dad move seats it was so annoying to sit through every match
 
I have a FHM high street honey sat next to me. It has improved my behaviour, I don’t swear as a result of the game.

Few lads pop up from Fylingdales, great lads I give the a hug every game and a few lads from Redcar.

Had a couple of moaners behind me in the premier league season. Overall it is a good mix.
 
Used to be an older bloke sat near me that would blame Stampy for everything, I tried to inform him that Stampy was well retired and had left the club 15 years prior, it didn’t stop him from continuing to shout it! Just hated Stamp I guess!
 
From 95-early 00s used to sit in the north and was a group from Northallerton who were a good laugh
 
A mate kept calling George Friend "Frank" after explaining Frank had left some time ago, it didnt make any odds, he kept saying Frank. So we all did, we got some odd looks off the rest around us.
 
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