I've been to the New Den six or seven times (A touchy-feely Disneyland compared to the Take Your Life In Your Own Hands experience which was the old Den), and it's the first time I've experienced such heavy-handed police strategy.
Previously, I've had no trouble entering and leaving the ground. It's Millwall, so you keep your eyes open, and get in and out as quick as possible.
Also, no problems before mingling with Millwall fans on the platform and on trains coming from, and going back to, London Bridge. Any fule kno that these days, the real 'action' occurs nowhere near the ground.
I left the match in the 88th minute, when there was already a crowd of about 30 or so Blades waiting to be let out. I edged myself to the front, as the final whistle went. Mainly light-hearted banter at the beginning, but as the minutes ticked by, more and more anger being expressed (to put it mildly) at being kept in, with no information on how much longer we were going to have to wait.
Just before the gate was opened, the black officer mentioned took off his spectacles and asked his colleague to put them in his pouch, so he/they knew tempers were flaring and a 'situation' was likely. Throughout all this, the half dozen officers standing there, maintained they couldn't open the gate until they'd received instruction.
The gate was opened after I'd been standing there roughly half an hour. I was the second one out, so didn't see what happened behind me, but not surprised in the slightest to hear there was a touch of trouble.
Surprised to see the second gate shut, when I got there, just by the station entrance, as I assumed plenty of time had passed for the home fans to get out. This time there were about a dozen foot police and eight mounted. Similar situation ensured, although this time obviously with much less patience.
Again, no information about how long we were going to have stand there for, until an officer comes bounding over after 10 minutes and says the gates would be open on his command after this train had left and the next one was ready to go.
Anyway, tempers snapped and there was a push/charge on the gates, which led to a panicked push back by all foot police, until the push subsided. The OB were clearly shaken by this push, as if this was the first time they'd ever experienced fans who had the temerity to get pissed off with their little power game.
What happened next was farcical - we were told the gate would now be opened as there was a train on the platform waiting, and they all backed off, until they realised one of them had to come back and actually pull the latch open. Some of them at this point looked like they'd wished they'd thrown a sickie.
Again, I was one of the first out, ran up the steps to the platform, only to see the waiting (virtually empty) train there start to pull out. Great. Only another 15 minutes for the next one back to London Bridge at 17.44.
There was also a line of police who were cordoning off the other end of the platform, advertising the fact that the handful of people still there were Millwall fans. A giant hand saying 'Here Be Millwall fans' couldn't have done the job better.
Of course, the 17.44 was packed to the rafters with Blades (and a few innocent Saturday commuters), and very slow moving because of it. I was now seriously worried I was going to miss my 18.15 train back to Sheffield.
Got back to St.Pancras at 18.17, but found all EMT trains were being cancelled and delayed due to an incident on the line between Leicester and Loughborough, so my ticket was still valid on the next train out at 18.58.
So - very, very lucky - I would have been soooooooo pissed off having to shell out another £75 to get home, just because of Met Police kettling and general fuckwittery.