One for the older Arabs

[Yeats 62]

Still Gussie related.

I don't remember the song "there's only three teams in Dundee"

[GUNBOAT]

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If you had the match and the carnival on the same day it was like you had gone to heaven.

[JamesMcClean]

Here’s one for the older Arabs.

And the younger ones.

And, well everyone in between.

[stokearab]

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Talking of cars, I only remember buses parking here.

PS: Stokes car its third from the right, second row.

Ha ha I'm just in from a long days work you cheeky young whippersnapper 😅 not bad at 93 but will admit I'm a bit knackered tonight so I'll be giving the nightclub a miss. Last time I was there they stopped me at the door and asked if I'd come to pick up my granddaughter.
In my day the Gussie end could be a tricky walk depending who we were playing and where the away fans finished up at full time.
Good photo by the way. Probsbly 1963 or 64 was my first lift over the turnstiles. Davie Millar Briggs....and the very fine Dennis Gillespie was in that side.
It was 235 formation in those days and we got the nickname Terrors for a very good reason 🧡

[GUNBOAT]

Just in case you look in would be good to get other stories about Rome from Roma 84 and Marradonna,i remember getting their papers the next day one of them was the Gazzetta dello sport which i think i still have in the loft.The headline was Roma Juve OH YES.We all know what the former meant but the latter was to congratulate Juventus who had beaten Man United later that evening.

I used to buy papers abroad after we had played but lost my Barca ones which were brilliant with a photo of Lineker crying on his knees at the end of the game in one of them.I also have Dutch papers with the United goal scored by Billy Kirkwood in our famous 0-2 victory.

[ROMA84]

Hi GB, I travelled to Rome on a bus run by AT Mays travel agents. It was one of the most mental/crazy trips I have ever been on. The journey started on Sunday before the Wednesday game. After filling up with booze in a local pub sunday afternoon we were soon on our way to Italy, via a quick stop in Munich, in time for the Wed kick off in Rome. The bus was to be our home for a few nights before we arrived back at Motherwell the following Saturday for a league game. It was a to be a drunken few days away, where I had met fellow Arabs who I still keep in touch with. The journey was made bearable by the large consumption of alcohol, and we all settled into our digs for the week. We were about to have the maddest week of our lives, having several meetings with Belgian, German, Italian and Scottish police before our return to Dundee. A pre organised stop at the Munich Olympic stadium allowed us do stretch the legs and fill up with some fine Bavarian beer, before it was stopped by the police who rounded up eyeryone and we were soon on our way again. I remember getting near rome and being followed by fans in cars who were very keen to show their displeasure of visiting fans. Once at the Olympic stadium we were warned by the police not to use the hotel booked for the night and were soon allowed to enter the ground. Inside we were behind the goal and were quickly moved by the local police after a few incidents with the locals. Out in the hot sun surrounded by Roma fans who were held back by a large fence we had to look out for any trouble. Bit of a scare when Lazio fans who were there came rushing out from the terracing behind the goal and into the area to our left. After the game we were subject to similar things that the team were getting. thats enough just now and will post the next part soon.

[GUNBOAT]

Hi GB, I travelled to Rome on a bus run by AT Mays travel agents. It was one of the most mental/crazy trips I have ever been on. The journey started on Sunday before the Wednesday game. After filling up with booze in a local pub sunday afternoon we were soon on our way to Italy, via a quick stop in Munich, in time for the Wed kick off in Rome. The bus was to be our home for a few nights before we arrived back at Motherwell the following Saturday for a league game. It was a to be a drunken few days away, where I had met fellow Arabs who I still keep in touch with. The journey was made bearable by the large consumption of alcohol, and we all settled into our digs for the week. We were about to have the maddest week of our lives, having several meetings with Belgian, German, Italian and Scottish police before our return to Dundee. A pre organised stop at the Munich Olympic stadium allowed us do stretch the legs and fill up with some fine Bavarian beer, before it was stopped by the police who rounded up eyeryone and we were soon on our way again. I remember getting near rome and being followed by fans in cars who were very keen to show their displeasure of visiting fans. Once at the Olympic stadium we were warned by the police not to use the hotel booked for the night and were soon allowed to enter the ground. Inside we were behind the goal and were quickly moved by the local police after a few incidents with the locals. Out in the hot sun surrounded by Roma fans who were held back by a large fence we had to look out for any trouble. Bit of a scare when Lazio fans who were there came rushing out from the terracing behind the goal and into the area to our left. After the game we were subject to similar things that the team were getting. thats enough just now and will post the next part soon.

Great stuff mate i have posted stuff before about Rome as you will know so dinnie really want to repeat it but it remains the only machine gun escort i have ever had to a match in my life

[GUNBOAT]

Here’s one for the older Arabs.

And the younger ones.

And, well everyone in between.

I was once thrown out of TheAuldHunStand by none other than Angus Cook,there is every chance that the policemen he ordered to lift me were later in their career's lifting him for Fraud and income tax avoidance.

https://www.thefreelibrary.com/FRAUD......-a095427417

[ROMA84]

After the game we were eventually taken to our digs for the night, it was like a very basic dormitory with 4 beds in the room. We had a visit from the local constabulary due to incidents after a visit to a pub restaurant. I will always remember being lined up in a corridor and one of the lads throwing up, im sure some landed on the boots of a very angry copper (red wine vomit splashes everywhere when hitting a tiled floor) Great to have a sleep on a bed instead of a bus seat and the next day the journey home started. Back to the Uk by ferry and more alcohol then the long journey to the away game to Motherwell, where John Boney Reilly gave us a few match tickets to share. I remember getting to motherwell and the local police came on the bus as we were very early for the match. By this time the bus was a decrepit looking place as it had been home for 40+ people for the last week, covered in empty bottles and tins of all kinds of alcohol and bodies lying everywhere. Off to the pub for opening time then onto the open terrace behind the goal. Last part of the journey took us back to Dundee, where we eventually got home. This is only a short bit about the trip and there is loads of stories, some are so bizarre that people would not believe them. There has been a couple of re unions where we met up in dundee and exchanged memories of a memorable trip following our club around europe.