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A few more: Getting kicked out of Elland Road twice, they never confiscated my ticket, so I just went back in again a few minutes later.
Apparently I had drunk too much..
In a Firkin pub in Fulham, on the balcony, singing our heads off, and the bar staff cranked up the music to drown us out, so we ripped the wires out of the speakers.. After the game all away fans were escorted to the nearby Putney Bridge tube station, we got off at the next stop Parsons Green, and walked back to the Eight Bells pub. The local plod were congratulating themselves on a job well done, until they found us outside the pub singing our heads off, recalled the reinforcements, and had to resaddle the horses. This took a while and we continued enjoying ourselves.
Helicopter overhead, riot police lined up, one copper approached us and said "time to leave lads". Certainly Sir, was the response, beers necked and off we went. They only had to ask..
Being discreet in a rough pub on The Old Kent Road, prior to Millwall away, and in walks our police liason officer Dave (Adams?) who walked straight over to me and shook my hand. Hello mate, good journey down he enquired. The entire pub is now staring at me, time to leave.
England away, Zurich March 2003, for the Lichtenstein game. Taking cover in a shop doorway, avoiding the tear gas, and rubber bullets bouncing around, and finding myself among two fellow Cobblers. Step forward "long pete" I cant remember the other guys name.
Happy days, and all alcohol related.
