Aye
& some (including myself) didn’t even think there was any risk or danger .
‘Away day’ routine usually involved getting to destination afore opening time, sometimes after an ‘all night lock in’, sup solidly (& swiftly) 10:30. - 15:00, chuck down the 2 pints procured @ last orders ( the ‘halcyon’ days of 3 o’clock closing) prior to jostling shoving (& occasionally more) at the turnstile- this ‘frenzy’ could be exacerbated by hearing a goal being scored, seeking shelter in inclement weather or emptying the bladder (again) amongst other things. On reflection it’s incredible there weren’t (serious) injuries , or worse.
Recall the lad who climbed the floodlight @ Huddersfield was revered as an icon whilst up there & ‘egged on’ with his antics by Blades below as he was severely irritating the polis.
Shred, as you would expect, had his own unique approach to being expected to queue amongst his fellow ‘latecomers’
Arrived @ Oxford (Manor Ground) after kick off only to learn that the away entrance involves a hike through / around a housing estate - he thinks ‘fuck that’ & goes in ‘home end’ immediately in front of him. We don’t have the bottle to emulate him so traipse off to the ‘proper’ entrance missing (another) 20 minutes of the game.
Half time (?) Shred makes himself known to powers that be as an (befuddled) infiltrator’ & receives an escort down the side of the pitch to the away end with accompanying rousing reception :-
Eza Blade & eza Blade
Ahh , nostalgia , it’s not what it used to be