Newbury Blade
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Missed that one, I do recall driving from Tunbridge Wells in Kent to Bramall Lane that season for a thriller against Hartlepool.
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Yes there was a fair amount of trouble that day. We took a coach from our local boozer and landed in the Wirral about midday. Started off with some good banter with the local Liverpool and Everton fans as it was derby day there. As the afternoon wore on we had a few skirmishes from pub to pub. In the ground we were stood behind the goal on the away end, then down the side terrace and ended up on the terrace in front of the stand where the players tunnel was. When the final whistle went there were a few plastic seats being chucked at us by the Tranmere fans and we had another tussle on the pitch while the players were leaving before the police separated the two sets of fans ......... oh them wert’ days !!What a day out
About 12 of us in a minibus went in a pub before the game (White Swan) or something, but I can't remember for sure.
We were chatting and having a right laugh with the Tranmere fans.
We played the biggest game of chase the ace ever, where at least three packs of cards were used
A coach full of Blades came down the street.
The pub emptied, and the pub manager was taking the nice (White Swan FC) jumpers off their backs before the scrapping started.
"Hey, hey, lad, you still owe us a fiver for that" he was saying to some of them.
We carried on drinking and then the Tranmere fans came back in, a few with bloody noses, but generally in high spirits as they'd obviously thought they'd done ok.
They just got the cards out again and we continued our game of chase the ace.
Went to the game and we were on the terrace down the side of the pitch.
Next thing it all kicks off,
This mob of Tranmere fans from the pub were in our end with us.
They punched and kicked a few, saying ,"Hello, how you doing" to us in the process, before eventually having to make an exit over the barrier and down the side of the pitch and back into their own end.
A surreal experience, which every away game seemed to be in those days
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