Reading away 87,won 2 nil I think but van we were in left without 2 of us,managed to jump in a minibus with other City fans and couldn't believe bloke and woman in front with baby that couldn't have been more than 6 mths old.Sounds ungrateful but they were all cranks and the baby wouldn't stop crying and to top it off we then break down on M4 in Worcester,bit of an argument developed,ending up with me telling the driver to fuck off and the two of us set off down the hard shoulder trying to hitch it,after walking for about half an hour my mate has mini breakdown himself and starts wailing that we were never going to see Manchester again and slumps himself over a fence separating a field from the hard shoulder.I've got steam coming out of my ears and bang on cue the motorway police arrive,tell us we are both being fined for trespassing on the hard shoulder and then drop us back at the minibus where our new friends are waiting for a tow truck,stony silence til it arrives and we persuade the tow truck driver to let us in his cab and he dropped us at New St station where we spent the night til first train back to Manchester.We arrived at Piccadilly early Sunday morning to be met by large GMP presence and new hooli van with camera like a cannon on top of it,filmed and details taken as Utd were playing Liverpool later that day.We both got fines for a tenner through post and then got reminders so my mate paid double the thick twat,great days