billfromthehill
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Elaborate fellaDave Ewing's Back 'eader said:Smedley Playing Fields, Crumpsall! Nowt rougher! Makes the Everglades look like the odd wet patch!
Elaborate fellaDave Ewing's Back 'eader said:Smedley Playing Fields, Crumpsall! Nowt rougher! Makes the Everglades look like the odd wet patch!
Balti said:coming out of the scoreboard end at the swamp in the mid-70's after a night game (can't remember which) and the scoreboard paddock rags were stood in a semi-circle immediately around the exit cracking those that tried to pass through
blues were being pulled in to the tier above so thay could avoid the crush/ aggro
otherwise you literally had to steam through as a mob swinging punches to break the line to get out of the ground
any from either side that fell/ got dragged over got a kicking
Balti said:coming out of the scoreboard end at the swamp in the mid-70's after a night game (can't remember which) and the scoreboard paddock rags were stood in a semi-circle immediately around the exit cracking those that tried to pass through
blues were being pulled in to the tier above so thay could avoid the crush/ aggro
otherwise you literally had to steam through as a mob swinging punches to break the line to get out of the ground
any from either side that fell/ got dragged over got a kicking
billfromthehill said:Leeds at Maine rd circa 83/84 mental all the way back to town at the bottom of fennel st
All the Leeds buses got smashed to fuck not a window left on any of them ,then the battle with the odd lot city lads gettin twitted by coppers I was crushed against Harry halls shop window till it smashed lucky to be alive can still smell the rubber now ha ha
Then on to the train station for more of the same Micky Francis waltzing around on withy grove with a coppers tit on his head haha shouting we want gold lads lets get some gold couple of jewellers on that st but nowt went down cos we wanted tacchini and fila so we went as usual and rinsed m,c sports those days were tough but as the weeks went by we all started to smarten up haha away days were better cos you don't like to shit on your own step to often do ya.can still picture Mickey in that shit bubble coat no wonder he got nicked red white and blue
Truly order of the day.for an England outing but no city colors
for any one at that time.
P.s fennel st at that time was a road back then as you may be younger than me lol.
CTID1988 said:billfromthehill said:Leeds at Maine rd circa 83/84 mental all the way back to town at the bottom of fennel st
All the Leeds buses got smashed to fuck not a window left on any of them ,then the battle with the odd lot city lads gettin twitted by coppers I was crushed against Harry halls shop window till it smashed lucky to be alive can still smell the rubber now ha ha
Then on to the train station for more of the same Micky Francis waltzing around on withy grove with a coppers tit on his head haha shouting we want gold lads lets get some gold couple of jewellers on that st but nowt went down cos we wanted tacchini and fila so we went as usual and rinsed m,c sports those days were tough but as the weeks went by we all started to smarten up haha away days were better cos you don't like to shit on your own step to often do ya.can still picture Mickey in that shit bubble coat no wonder he got nicked red white and blue
Truly order of the day.for an England outing but no city colors
for any one at that time.
P.s fennel st at that time was a road back then as you may be younger than me lol.
So, you went breaking into shops nicking clothes?
BringBackSwales said:Oldham away just about every year - not particularly rough but always complete and utter bedlam - I remember 1 year when there were Blues literally everywhere in the ground except a small tier 2 seated area down 1 of the sides; next thing a big fuck off ladder appears from somewhere and a load of Blues went up it and took over the seats, funny as heck
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another bad one was Everton away in 1981 fa cup (quarter final?) 2-2 draw, Paul Power equalised late on. About 14k City fans there but utter bedlam afterwards, Everton fans were really up for it, genuinely scarey where I was
Not really a scrap but I was walking towards Wembley that day down one of the access roads with loads of blues. Some fancy cars were coming through, and then a hatchback with 2 rags in it having clearly taken a wrong turn somewhere. They both had replica shirts on. People were punching and kicking the car and throwing their drinks on it. Then a young big blue, quite nimble for his size, hopped onto the back of it and started bouncing on the rear windscreen until it smashed and he was basically stood in the boot of the car. Those lads must've been shitting it. The big lad hopped out shortly after and hid in a burger queue.Churchill123 said:Wembley a few years ago it seemed like the red bastards got a hiding from a fair few city fans :)
roj said:Not really a scrap but I was walking towards Wembley that day down one of the access roads with loads of blues. Some fancy cars were coming through, and then a hatchback with 2 rags in it having clearly taken a wrong turn somewhere. They both had replica shirts on. People were punching and kicking the car and throwing their drinks on it. Then a young big blue, quite nimble for his size, hopped onto the back of it and started bouncing on the rear windscreen until it smashed and he was basically stood in the boot of the car. Those lads must've been shitting it. The big lad hopped out shortly after and hid in a burger queue.Churchill123 said:Wembley a few years ago it seemed like the red bastards got a hiding from a fair few city fans :)
Cheadle_hulmeBlue said:roj said:Not really a scrap but I was walking towards Wembley that day down one of the access roads with loads of blues. Some fancy cars were coming through, and then a hatchback with 2 rags in it having clearly taken a wrong turn somewhere. They both had replica shirts on. People were punching and kicking the car and throwing their drinks on it. Then a young big blue, quite nimble for his size, hopped onto the back of it and started bouncing on the rear windscreen until it smashed and he was basically stood in the boot of the car. Those lads must've been shitting it. The big lad hopped out shortly after and hid in a burger queue.Churchill123 said:Wembley a few years ago it seemed like the red bastards got a hiding from a fair few city fans :)
remember seeing that. Someone then set fire to a united shirt.
manclad said:Kippax Street 1880 said:Loukas said:I'm bored in work so does anyone have any good stories?
The best story I've heard so far was my mate getting a dart thrown and stuck in his head by a Leeds fan and only realising when he got home! Roughest place I've ever been was probably Sunderland! All their fans were knobs!
Theres a pic of that guy with the dart in the guvnors book.
The picture of the guy with the dart in his head happened at Old Trafford.
He was escorted out by the police right in front of where I was stood in the Scoreboard End Paddock.1977 if I remember correctly.
Loukas said:All this was before my time, (so what do I know!) But I have to say going to Liverpool now is probably the friendliest away day of the season! Strange how things change isn't it! All the lads of the coaches were saying they saw horrible stuff on Stanley park back in the 70/80's!
BringBackSwales said:The Road Sweeper said:Bluemoon dan said:Cardiff in the cup as already mentioned.
They were 1-0 up with about 5 minutes to go and we saw quite a lot of their fans start to leave. Didn't think much of it till the police opened the gates to let us out and they were all stood there waiting for us.
That was a weird one that. Normally there would be at least some distance between the waiting home fans and the exits for the away fans, but at Cardiff it was just one big melee as soon as you walked through the gates.
My mate got lamped as soon as we stepped through the gate, in the "confussion" afterwards I found myself alone, isolated and getting the "thousand yard stares" from several rabid welshman!!
i decided discretion was better than valour and walked straight towards them instead of away from them muttering something about English bastards. It worked!!
The only problem was that I was going in the opposite way to the train station and it took ages to get there the long way round. By the time I did get there a big mob had gathered outside looking for City fans entering.
I didn't fancy wading through, so I went to a nearby Boots shop, bought some shampoo and insisted on a shopping bag to carry it in. I then bought a copy of the local paper, folding it to clearly show the title and carried that in my other hand.
Once kitted out with my "I'm a local" disguise, I breezed through and strolled deliberately on to the wrong platform as the Manchester bound platform was crawling with Cardiff. I sat down on a bench and read the paper hoping to fuck nobody would talk to me.
When my train came in, I waited to the last minute, got to the right platform, jumped on the train and collapsed in a seat!!
I missed the Cardiff cup game having been to Ninian Park for a league game a few years earlier - seem to remember it was the second game of the season, on a bank holiday Monday after Palace away on the Saturday? Got off the train in Cardiff and in those days no shoppers on a bank holiday Monday and we stood out like a sore thumb - carnage all over the place, but that was as nothing when compared to the walk back to the station after the game - supposedly had an escort but there were more Cardiff fans in with us than police, absolutely horrible it was