The cool cats

Even then there was a lot of Duncan Norvelle chase me stuff at football. I've been to every notorious ground in England throughout the late 70s and early 80s and it always was worse when you had your guard down at some backwater.
Got to agree with you there WG. Lots of posing and posturing,but very rarely anything too serious.
I would describe them as scuffles and skirmishes rather than all out major disturbances.
 
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You are a bit out on your pop stars with Jimmy Somerville as he didn't come to prominence until 1984.
My memory of Spurs fans in 1981 was that a lot of them had Indian war paint ala Adam and the Ants,and Adam and his chums were one of the main TOTP acts in 1980/81.
They were skinheads was what I meant and we were Perry Boys. Massive culture gap wouldn't happen now.
 
You are a bit out on your pop stars with Jimmy Somerville as he didn't come to prominence until 1984.
My memory of Spurs fans in 1981 was that a lot of them had Indian war paint ala Adam and the Ants,and Adam and his chums were one of the main TOTP acts in 1980/81.
So get down to Maine Road and do yourself a favour. Red football s list it's taste so try another flavour,,,,,,,
 
For the record, I started work in 1970 at the age of 16 and once earning I went all over watching us away. I was never involved with any 'firm' and even though I went to all the toughest grounds I never really had to get involved with any trouble.

That includes staying in the Scoreboard End at the Swamp in 1974 until the match ended (there wasn't a final whistle). You could choose to get involved or you could generally swerve it. Me and my mates swerved it.

You could swerve a lot but it was fraught with danger. Often you had to get back to a coach or train station and the home fans knew the routes and where they parked. The favourite trick was to ask you the time, or engage you in conversation and check your accent. If my hazy memory serves me right grounds then didn't have designated away ends but the away fan's used to tend to go into one area and everyone knew the hone end and to avoid it unless you wanted a battle.
 
So a bit more than a scuffle in that case. Never felt the need to take a knife to a match in those days.
My fists and brogues always seemed enough protection if needed,and the brogues also allowed me to show a clean pair of heels if needed .
Agreed. The defeat paled after seeing that. Not the norm even then though.
 
You could swerve a lot but it was fraught with danger. Often you had to get back to a coach or train station and the home fans knew the routes and where they parked. The favourite trick was to ask you the time, or engage you in conversation and check your accent. If my hazy memory serves me right grounds then didn't have designated away ends but the away fan's used to tend to go into one area and everyone knew the hone end and to avoid it unless you wanted a battle.
Segregation began in about 1975
 
You could swerve a lot but it was fraught with danger. Often you had to get back to a coach or train station and the home fans knew the routes and where they parked. The favourite trick was to ask you the time, or engage you in conversation and check your accent. If my hazy memory serves me right grounds then didn't have designated away ends but the away fan's used to tend to go into one area and everyone knew the hone end and to avoid it unless you wanted a battle.

I agree it was tricky. More or less every ground you went to could spell danger but apart from a few occasions I never really had to fight my way out. I certainly didn't go looking for it either...unlike the thread title subjects :)
 

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