FFS! I've never heard such a pile of shite in all my life. I sit in East Stand lower, opposite what went on & I watched what happened with interest.
Anyone who ever stood on any terraces up & down the country will tell you that the matchball was often considered a fair prize were you lucky enough to take posession of it during the course of a game. Last night, essentially what happened was that some chap decided he'd like to take the ball home as a little memento, which as mentioned above, would have cost the club fuck all. But the pointy finger brigade with their sense of humour bypasses proudly on display, bitched & moaned & directed the stewards to him like a bunch of playground tell-tales.
Outcome - some jumped up, quite possibly rag steward got to take the ball home to put on fucking ebay or something, rather than a proud blue getting to maybe give it to his grandkids!
Bunch of absolute killjoy wankers!