I had a very weird 'uncle' (they were always 'uncles' in those days

) who had a chippie off Middlewood Road and supported the pigs. He could get seats in the 'new' cantilever North Stand and took me to a few games. In the derby game, as the teams came out, a massive roar went up in the middle of this stand as they saw the Blades coming down the tunnel opposite (teams came out separately then, and none of this namby-pamby hand-shaking bollocks before the game). The 'East Bank' (kop) was an impressive sight - totally packed, no roof and a primitive (but better than anything we had) 'electronic score board' at the back - paid for, like everything else at Hillsborough, by the awarding of the 1966 WC to Hillsborough. The pigs chairman - Eric Taylor - had the ear of Sir Stanley Rous of FIFA so Hillsborough was picked, as it would have been if England had been awarded the 2018 WC. No corruption back then or now. No siree, Bob.
I digress. The massed fans equally split the kop with only a nominal 'no mans land' of a sunken gangway between them. At the end of the game as the fans made their way towards the back and out of the ground, I saw a gang of Blades fans hoist one of their mates up. They were all wearing bush jackets (from Wakefield's Army Stores) and this lad was wearing an equally
de rigeur white plastic hard hat, which he took off and used it to smash as many bulbs in the scoreboard as he could reach.
Same season, I went to pigs v Leeds and that kop saw the finest mass brawl I've ever seen. It seemed as if everybody on the kop was scrapping. Think Blazing Saddles! Happy days, even if everything
was in black and white!