Before people shout their big mouths off they need to do their homework, I've got plenty of posts on here recounting the old days. One was only yesterday I think where I reminisced about paying 2/6d into the scoreboard and getting there when the gates opened. That saved me and my mate 6d as we could jump over the wall into the Kippax instead of paying through the transfer gate. Still he's just another internet shouter of which there are many these days, he contributes nothing to my life and never will. I know who and what I am and so do those in my life.