Billyblade
Semi flaccid member
I was there. We were all crammed in one corner. There was a "comedian" on at half time and seeing as the fans were mostly wearing the "day-glo" away shirt he kept wittily stating that we had loads of stewards in our end. Oh how we laughed.This is the game I most associate with watching on teletext
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Laying on settee ill; but feeling slightly better cos Blades were 3 up (if i remember correctly) after about 80 mins. Then in last 10 mins each time the page refreshed Middlesbrough had pulled a goal back - gutted.
After the game we went out into the terraced streets around Ayresome Park to try and find our coach amongst the myriad parked three abreast virtually touching each other in the road. All this whilst dodging the masonry barrage raining down between the coaches. Oh how we laughed.
On the way home the coaches took us through an estate that made the Chatsworth estate look like Dore. If you had had a window cleaning round you would have used a sander. Just before the coaches bumped across a grass verge onto the A66, there was one house with glass in the windows. There were loads of feral kids running about in the garden and jumping on the burned out Escort while throwing bricks etc. at the coaches. All this while their Special Brew drinking, mucky vest clad fat fuck of a Dad looked on with pride with his Waynetta Slob looking black-eyed bint at his side. Oh how we laughed. Well we did when we got back to Sheffield anyway