We had a good few beers up near the fort/castle place overlooking the port,10 of us,everyone was dead friendly we had a great time,few of the lads started singing city songs and abit of a crowd started to circle around us and I thought here we go but everything was cool,one of our lot was pissed and starting to do my head in,must of told him to chill out 10 times but he just kept saying "fuck them",we managed to get a taxi to what we thought was the stadium but the thieving **** dropped us 2 miles away! 5 of us walked still with our pissed up mate,still wonder how we got to the stadium without getting stabbed,we ended up at their end where the old bill put us in a van and took us round to our end,after the game got the coach down to the port where me n my pal started walking the half mile to the hotel when I saw 20 city fans getting chased off a load of the locals which I presumed must of had knifes or other tools,my pal wanted to carry on walking (hes from moss side and didnt see a problem) but I insisted we flag a taxi down as I could see loads of the cowardly greasy fuckers all over the place and it was getting scary,I dont mind a punch up but I not getting stabbed,must admit to being glad to get to my hotel,! I wouldn't want to go back to Naples and was glad to get out of there the next day and get on my train to Rome,wouldn't of missed Sergio breaking the record for the world and glad I went