It was 1984 . The reason I remember it was because it was the last time I had a fight at a football match ( I was 27 at the time, married with a baby and a toddler at home, and had a good job as a truck salesman so I should have known better really).
However,as you rightly point out there were thousands of Geordies walking around outside Maine Road.
One or two were being arseholes by banging shoulders with City fans they were walking past.
So I followed 2 of the worst offenders, got hold of one by his jacket and smacked him in the mouth.
And tripped the other one up,and gave him a couple of kicks in the midriff with the brogues I used to wear back then.