Mad away days happy memories, had a few of those at Blackpool! One was a pre season friendly when I was about 16, with my mate Noel. We got there early and just as we turned into a road near the ground four lads spotted us and started to close in. Just as I thought we were in for a kicking I heard a load of blues singing and as they came around the corner the lads legged it, closely followed by the blues, including us now the tables were turned lol!
Another was around 1978-79 a league cup tie and I think we drew. Had an afternoon on the lash, an argument with the bus driver on the way to town that was the start. We got on the train at Victoria and loads of Blues on it. As I went into the next carriage there was a commotion behind me and I realised it was my mate struggling with a big bloke who was throttling him over a seat, so a few of us dragged him off, the bloke decided to get the next train and left.
There was no seats so we asked the guard if we could sit in his van and he said ok. At Chorley a load of police got on and ordered all of us in the guards van off the train. I hesitated and was dragged by my hair onto the platform by a copper.We were all searched and someone handcuffed and arrested, he had stolen something from the guards van. To our horror the train then started to move off without us and we were all ordered off the station even though we had done nothing wrong. In those days football fans had zero rights.
Somebody shouted there was a coach station around the corner so we all ended up piling onto a service bus, much to the horror of the normal passengers on there. At the ground it was the usual mayhem, running skirmishes, the same on the way home, happy days!
Another was around 1978-79 a league cup tie and I think we drew. Had an afternoon on the lash, an argument with the bus driver on the way to town that was the start. We got on the train at Victoria and loads of Blues on it. As I went into the next carriage there was a commotion behind me and I realised it was my mate struggling with a big bloke who was throttling him over a seat, so a few of us dragged him off, the bloke decided to get the next train and left.
There was no seats so we asked the guard if we could sit in his van and he said ok. At Chorley a load of police got on and ordered all of us in the guards van off the train. I hesitated and was dragged by my hair onto the platform by a copper.We were all searched and someone handcuffed and arrested, he had stolen something from the guards van. To our horror the train then started to move off without us and we were all ordered off the station even though we had done nothing wrong. In those days football fans had zero rights.
Somebody shouted there was a coach station around the corner so we all ended up piling onto a service bus, much to the horror of the normal passengers on there. At the ground it was the usual mayhem, running skirmishes, the same on the way home, happy days!