Legendary game and anyone who was there will agree that this was the most exciting unbelievable game they had ever witnessed. Our fans have never been better than that fantastic night.
100% agree. I was in the first years of secondary school at the time of that game and a neighbour took me. Such an amazing atmosphere and it shocked me how awful the pitch was that night and looking at the video on youtube, I think the pitches on the Rye in the middle of winter are better than that game's surface!
It was an amazing night, maybe the greatest ever. But you can't call it "The Martin Taylor Match"
You can't call it anyone's match. I believe the correct way of referring to it is "that night at Selhurst Park" or perhaps "that magical night at Selhurst Park". But it belongs to all of us (much as I love Martin Taylor and as well as he played that night)
I think when debates start about best games ever this one is rarely bettered. If it were scripted someone would have tossed it out as clearly it had been written by someone who knew nothing about football. It was more Ted Lasso then Ted Lasso.
So, nothing much changes in 150 years. Working class lads dull the futility of their existence by indulging in illicit substances to invigorate otherwise desperate circumstances.
Barry Fry manages single handedly to get a game abandoned due to fog when we were 2-0 up with two comedy trips and a well timed face plant into the dugout wall.
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The Stuart Roberts game.
Unplayable to never playing in such a short period
Sanchez, unforgivably, wrecked him.
Legendary game and anyone who was there will agree that this was the most exciting unbelievable game they had ever witnessed. Our fans have never been better than that fantastic night.
*Frempah, ffs
100% agree. I was in the first years of secondary school at the time of that game and a neighbour took me. Such an amazing atmosphere and it shocked me how awful the pitch was that night and looking at the video on youtube, I think the pitches on the Rye in the middle of winter are better than that game's surface!
That and Leicester are my top two games ever. Both Cup matches as well, shame cups aren't important anymore
It was an amazing night, maybe the greatest ever. But you can't call it "The Martin Taylor Match"
You can't call it anyone's match. I believe the correct way of referring to it is "that night at Selhurst Park" or perhaps "that magical night at Selhurst Park". But it belongs to all of us (much as I love Martin Taylor and as well as he played that night)
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It was everyone's night except for Michael Simpson's as he didn't help matters after being sent off
The Adrian Pettigrew game
The Jerome Federico game
The Aaron Patton game
The Stuart Hole game
etc, etc...
THE CARLOS LOPEZ GAME (well at least he played one full game, don't think the others above did).
The Ryan Tafazolli game - Crewe (H)?
The 'can the owner of a white Mercedes please return their vehicle - you've left the handbrake off' game.
The Rob Couhig game - Shrewsbury (H) when he ran to the terrace in the rain. No matter what else happens, I thought that was a sweet moment.
I believe the Wycombe Nose Club is part of the terrace these days.
I think when debates start about best games ever this one is rarely bettered. If it were scripted someone would have tossed it out as clearly it had been written by someone who knew nothing about football. It was more Ted Lasso then Ted Lasso.
The Colin Daniel game
The John Kerr Game.
The Wheely Bin fire game
But funnily enough if you were to randomly say ‘that Michael Simpson game’ that would be the first thought that comes into my head.
And there is of course the Gareth Ainsworth game…
The Gus Uhlenbeek game (think it was quid a kid) 4-2 against Chester at home
just noticed attendence was 8,124 according to the Gasman for a home league two game against CHESTER (no disrespect). Must have been quid a kid!
It was free!
Wow, and we still couldn't fill the stadium
The threat of lightening whilst loosing to The Gas at home abandoned game.
The fire in the industrial estate game.
So, nothing much changes in 150 years. Working class lads dull the futility of their existence by indulging in illicit substances to invigorate otherwise desperate circumstances.
Barry Fry manages single handedly to get a game abandoned due to fog when we were 2-0 up with two comedy trips and a well timed face plant into the dugout wall.