Fell forward into the next row whilst standing on chair at the QPR game , proper fucked myself up, was limping for a week.
city equalised v Leeds very late to make it 1-1 in 91 or 92 I was making my way out at the back of the kippax and jumped up and spiked my arm on the spiked fence at the back, those old fucking nasty ones that were sharpened javelins , badly cut my arm but even worse I shredded the arm of my new designer sweatshirt.
Usual scraped shins loads of times!