Today’s trip down memory (Cold Blow) Lane takes us to Millwall FC, an essential stop on any visiting American’s tour of Bucolic Britain.
My only trip to the New Den came on a damp Wednesday night in April 1995 that Mrs RM still hasn’t forgiven me for, as I dragged her to a meaningless 0-0 draw with a doomed Notts County*.
Despite the almost poetic nature of that fixture, it was two hours of “F*****g” and “C*****g” , and that was just the old ladies. Authentic South East London.
My programme comes from a quarter of a century earlier, when 500 authentic Mackems would have filled the away end at the Old Den for a more meaningful Division 2 1-1 draw.
A cosmopolitan team sheet for you from 50 years ago.
Not that you’d know it was 1971, or even that they were playing Sunderland, so minimal is that cover.
Minimal inside, too. Just that one advert, for crafty Courage.
Presumably the murk merchants on the Bermondsey mile are Dulwich Hamlet fans.
The highlight is the column from football legend Des O’Connor.
Football expert Des ? No, me neither.
A quick google reveals this.
And of course Des sang the 2004 Millwall FA Cup Final song “Oi, leave those sheep alone“.
Next I’ll find that Des runs a craft beer pub in Peckham. After all, everyone else does.
Not many GBG action for away fans.
If you’re only going to have one pub near you on the GBG app, make sure it’s the Peckham Beer Rebellion.
I actually drove Matt down to Cold Blow Lane in 2018 for his gig at the New Cross, luckily not when the ‘Wall were at home.
The New Cross Inn is the home of death metal for a tenner, says Matt. He couldn’t remember the beers but then he was only 17.
If you’ve come this far, pop in the Royal Albert for your Antics.
Or give me some pre-emptive tick advice from near the away end at the Den.
*Yes, the same doomed Notts County I saw three weeks later at Port Vale.