In the sixties up to 1971 it was customary for Blades to take the Pigs Kop so went on there 3 or 4 times. By 1979 they had stopped that and segregation meant for the Boxing Day match me and my mate had to pay the turnstile operator on the Pigs Kop some money to let us in. Not the best of decisions but plenty of Blades stood on the lower end.
Was on their North Stand for the nothing trophy match in 1990 when Sheridan scored the winner in a 3-2 defeat. Again ok because they let loads of Blades onto the North Stand because of crushing in the LL and I was already stood with a number of undercover Blades who I knew.
Was on the Leppings Lane for the Bobby Davison game but all my mates were in their North Stand along with hundreds of other Blades.
The only time I've been on my own undercover was the D'Jaffo/ Asaba 1-2 win on April Fools Day 2001. Could only get tickets on their South Stand and there were no fellow Blades faces I recognised walking up the steps. Was sat near the Leppings Lane and it was interesting being pointed at by a Blade over there in a brown leather jacket calling me a Pig.
Pigs sat near me tried to get me into their conversations but I just stared ahead realising that around 10 of their boys were sat two rows behind me.
Pretty drab first half but then D'Jaffo scores in 51st minute and I instinctively jump to my feet. So had a number of Pigs all around me as I hadn't noticed two fellow undercover Blades in the row in front of me had got up first. Got knocked to the floor as Pigs piled in over me as the Stewards carted out the two Blades. Picked myself up and headed for the concourse as other Blades were forcibly being kicked out of the South Stand.
Decided I hadn't been rumbled so went back to my seat. Asaba then scores and I sit on my hands looking down at the floor coughing to hide the big Yes coming out of my mouth. Pigs all stood up mouthing off at the Leppings Lane End didn't pay me any attention. Went for a piss and let out a big cheer in the toilets. Got back to my seat and mayhem again Sibon had pulled one back for the Pigs. Pig tried to got hold of me to celebrate and I pulled my arm away. He looked me up and down and then started talking to his mates. Made my way to the exits as the gates were now open with 10 minutes left.
Walked straight onto the Leppings Lane End and started rodding the wankers who'd been eyeing me up a few minutes earlier. The look on their faces was one of total bewilderment. Pigs have never been that intelligent. Mind you there was this big Blade in a brown leather jacket stood behind me giving it to them as well.
Left the ground with fellow Blades in full voice after a Blades win.
Got home showered and disinfected myself thinking I'd done all four sides of the Sty so maybe it was time to just get tickets in the away end in future.
