That match was one of my 1st away games and as such is burned into my memory! I remember a pissed up Blade shaking my hand and welcoming me into the ground, an inflatable blow up doll called Betty Blade being 'ahem' carried about by some fella on crutches, one of which was firmly inserted into one of her 3 working orifices. I also recall passing a bad car accident on the way down, and learning later on it was a group of Blades who, fortunately all walked away. I remember 90 minutes wall to wall singing and a never say die attitude. There was a chorus of 'What's it like to be outclassed' towards the end despite it being clear we were going to lose the match at that point. After the 2nd goal I was stood on my chair and got my leg trapped down the back, took about 3 Blades to pull me out. Cracking away day despite the result.