Weird Away Days

Huddersfield away in the 60s' City fans changed ends at half time, seen it a few times in them days but this one was hilarious there so many of us.

I should mention it was a complete full end behind the goals just walked around the pitch to the other end.
I remember going to Leeds road Huddersfield 3 Seasons on the bounce when we we're in 2nd Division,63/64,64/65 and promotion season 65/66.
 
My first time on a football special that. If I remember correctly was a bank holiday weekend and we were home to Leeds on the monday (maybe wrong and old age getting better of me)
Spot on Easter Monday lost at home to Leeds 2-1.
 
Rocked up at Victoria St for an away day special Mid 60’s, can’t remember where to, but the game was cancelled due to frozen pitch? There were hundreds of us on the concourse wondering what to do. Someone shouted ‘let’s go to Anfield, they’re playing Leeds’ (top of the table clash in those days) so we all piled on a train to Liverpool. Surreal wasn’t in it. Hundreds of City fans chanting for City in the end opposite the Kop. Lids won 1-0.
 
Middlesborough away in the early 80s, went up in my mates car, we were all about 14/16 apart from the driver who would of been 17. It was cold, and misty, and City took about 800 fans.
There were 4 boro fans in our end, we knew this cause they were wearing knee high doc martins boots, and they had boneheads. Well they didnt last long before City fans jumped on them. I can't remember how they got out, I think the police came in, and saved them from being seriously damaged.
At some point during the match there was what looked like fighting in the paddock to our left, and we thought any City fan in there must be completely mad. Any how the police rushed in, and they pulled out of the paddock a couple of kids about 10/11 years old. Apparantly they were Sunderland fans. They were escorted around the pitch in front of the City fans to cheers, and clapping, and the two cheeky urchins stook the figures up at us.
After the game me, and my mates got seperated so there was just 3 of us. We set of walking to the car but then noticed a group of lads further down the street, and one of my mates said one of them was flashing a knife at us so we stopped. We were still close to the ground, and didnt fancy walking towards the lads who were waiting for us. Fortunately a copper on a horse came over, and asked us what we were doing so we explained the situation to him. He asked if our car was down that way, and we told him yes. He said, right come with me, and he escorted us close to where our car was parked, and our other mates were waiting. It must be the smallest police escort ever but we were very grateful to that police officer.
 
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Rocked up at Victoria St for an away day special Mid 60’s, can’t remember where to, but the game was cancelled due to frozen pitch? There were hundreds of us on the concourse wondering what to do. Someone shouted ‘let’s go to Anfield, they’re playing Leeds’ (top of the table clash in those days) so we all piled on a train to Liverpool. Surreal wasn’t in it. Hundreds of City fans chanting for City in the end opposite the Kop. Lids won 1-0.

Now that IS bizarre, I'm surprised you didn't get battered lol.
 
Middlesbrough away mid to late eighties not sure of exact dates, gone up on the infamous Yelloways coach that consisted of Middleton, Langley, Oldham, Rochdale blues, this trip everyone had plenty of beer on the coach as usual and we’d got up there in good time so had a good drink in one of the pubs, kicked off in there police came and marched us to the ground where it went off again, hot dog seller going berserk with a big knife he used for cutting the rolls, can’t remember the score. As we all got back to the coach and set off the driver said it’s my last job working for these do you want a pub crawl home, well a big cheer of agreement went up, apart from one bloke who said he had to get back for a wedding reception, it got put to the vote, wedding or pub crawl, well the first stop was on the A1 got in the pub asked the driver if he wanted to chance a shandy, no I’ll have a pint of lager he said, 3 pints later back on the coach, next stop just outside Leeds, just the two in here says the driver, someone asked him if he was pushed for time, no not keen on the beer in here, so he knocks back two double whiskeys, with his pint, next stop near Huddersfield get back on the coach here and we’re all arseholed, driver as well, back roads till we get home now, he says, last stop near Rochdale, all I remember getting back on the coach and he’s reversing it across the car park, right through a dry stone wall of someone’s garden, puts his foot down flys out the car park towards Rochdale, we’re the last drop in Oldham at the old Yelloways depot at mumps, turns into the yard and waiting is a police car and a van along with the Yelloways manager. As we’re getting off someone said you’re f*#ked now mate, and he just turns round it’s been a bloody great trip, always said I wanted to go on the lash with you lot. I passed him his whip round and said hope it covers part of the fine.
Some absolute mad trips on Yelloways back then and lads that still never miss a game to this day.
 
Middlesbrough away mid to late eighties not sure of exact dates, gone up on the infamous Yelloways coach that consisted of Middleton, Langley, Oldham, Rochdale blues, this trip everyone had plenty of beer on the coach as usual and we’d got up there in good time so had a good drink in one of the pubs, kicked off in there police came and marched us to the ground where it went off again, hot dog seller going berserk with a big knife he used for cutting the rolls, can’t remember the score. As we all got back to the coach and set off the driver said it’s my last job working for these do you want a pub crawl home, well a big cheer of agreement went up, apart from one bloke who said he had to get back for a wedding reception, it got put to the vote, wedding or pub crawl, well the first stop was on the A1 got in the pub asked the driver if he wanted to chance a shandy, no I’ll have a pint of lager he said, 3 pints later back on the coach, next stop just outside Leeds, just the two in here says the driver, someone asked him if he was pushed for time, no not keen on the beer in here, so he knocks back two double whiskeys, with his pint, next stop near Huddersfield get back on the coach here and we’re all arseholed, driver as well, back roads till we get home now, he says, last stop near Rochdale, all I remember getting back on the coach and he’s reversing it across the car park, right through a dry stone wall of someone’s garden, puts his foot down flys out the car park towards Rochdale, we’re the last drop in Oldham at the old Yelloways depot at mumps, turns into the yard and waiting is a police car and a van along with the Yelloways manager. As we’re getting off someone said you’re f*#ked now mate, and he just turns round it’s been a bloody great trip, always said I wanted to go on the lash with you lot. I passed him his whip round and said hope it covers part of the fine.
Some absolute mad trips on Yelloways back then and lads that still never miss a game to this day.

Few of my older mates used to go on Yelloways from Middleton and Langley
 

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