What a day out
With no football, and this time of year signaling the closing of season’s past I’ve enjoyed isolating over old Charlton memories – games at Stamford Bridge, Twerton Park, Portman Road and Brunton Park of course, but it was a year ago today that gave me one of my favourite away day memories.
The 1st leg play-off tie will always be overlooked because of the remarkable (there will never be a word that will describe the night properly) 2nd leg game, but that Sunday was a corker of a day out.
I flew in just for the game, arriving on Saturday and heading back on Monday morning but what a day in between it was. I spent Saturday night at my brother’s before four of us got the very early train up to Donny. Charlton everywhere.
We were a notch or two better than Donny that day, but they showed in spells and at the end their own never say die spirit, and that they were very capable of scoring goals. Joe Aribo was outstanding as was Patrick Bauer. Hard to accept that even at a higher level we probably man for man have a weaker team this season especially since the loss of Conor Gallagher.
Anyway, a year ago today, and what a day out it was. I’ve been in many crazy and noisy Addicks away end’s, but that one of the best. The wall of noise from 3,800 Addicks was deafening and constant.
I can’t for the life of me remember what happened later that week 🤷♂️.