Ever been thrown out of a game for being naughty?

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I find that pubs in the south have a more relaxed attitude towards it but generally I just do it till I'm asked not to! Mine doesn't give off a big cloud though and doesn't smell so I probably get away with it more than others!

I have to dial it down a bit because most of what I use is geared towards massive clouds. I've got a couple just so to avoid being obnoxious. Tend to find as long as you're being a bit mindful of others nobody complains. Does irritate me a lot that places are banning it for no reason.
 



I personally haven't but someone was telling me a story earlier about being thrown out! Which then got me thinking if any of you rebels have?
Wolves away in out promotion year in old 3rd division when we drew 2-2,Their kop/away was split utd fans and wolves fans they started coining us so I started throwing them back got escorted out and thinking the worse,expecting loads of wolves outside but yippee another 200+ blades outside,subway army my arse...Shoreham's here Shoreham's there Shoreham's evry fcukin where na na na na.
 
I find that pubs in the south have a more relaxed attitude towards it but generally I just do it till I'm asked not to! Mine doesn't give off a big cloud though and doesn't smell so I probably get away with it more than others!

I've only been told once so far. It's usually your chain pubs that get arsey about it.

I've got no qualms about doing it. Nobody bats an eyelid when theres a bunch of smokers stood by the door blowing tobacco smoke in. Vaping is a far cleaner habit by comparison.
 
I've only been told once so far. It's usually your chain pubs that get arsey about it.

I've got no qualms about doing it. Nobody bats an eyelid when theres a bunch of smokers stood by the door blowing tobacco smoke in. Vaping is a far cleaner habit by comparison.

Well Wetherspoons is a complete no no, but the ale's generally shit, although cheap, so I don't go there often.

At the end of the day, if people can have summat to gripe about, they will.........regardless of whether or not it makes sense
 
Elland road in 1990. Leeds were top and we were 2nd. Tickets were in short supply for away fans due to development work ongoing at their ground. Someone from the Railway pub went up there and bought 50 on their end.
I was never into the hoolie scene - although just about every fan in the 70's and 80's will have been caught up in a football ruck at some time - and so climbing onto the coach that morning was a bit of an eye opener. Not a single female on the bus, and every bloke was aged between around 25-40.
We had been suppin' in the Railway from early doors, and were hoping for some more in Leeds, but the police had other ideas as they stopped coaches en-route and tried to escort us straight to the ground. We did manage to break away but had no luck in finding a welcoming boozer. An off license was the best we could find, and consoled ourselves with a few cans of piss and a burger before taking up our seats.
None of us had colours on, but we must have stood out somehow, cos as the players came out of the tunnel all hell broke loose. Leeds fans to the front and left of us came at us, and it was just a sea of windmilling arms. We held our own for a while, but then a second wave of more fans came at us and it was obvious that we were in for a real beating. So it was a great relief when the police started wading in, and I thought they'd just move us to somewhere else in the ground, or kick us out, but no...I was thrown into the back of a van with 3 other Blades and 3 or 4 leeds fans. We sought of 'growled' at each other for a while before realising that it wouldn't help our predicament if we had round 2 in the back of a police van.
I ended up in a cell (which I think was under Leeds town hall) with around a dozen more Blades, and the Leeds coppers took great delight in informing us of the score. When he finally said 4-0, I thought he was just on a wind up.
The result of all that, was 2 trips up to Leeds court on a charge of 'a breach of the peace', and being bound over for a year. It meant that I missed a great day out at Leicester at the end of the season :(
 
Newcastle away in the Premiership. We went up on the train at half 8 for a 5.15 kick off, and ended up having a dozen cans of San Miguel before dinner, before an afternoon knocking back pint after pint in Newcatle. I successfully managed to navigate admittance to the ground and up several flights of stairs, then went for a piss before the match and when I came out of the toilet an eagle eyed policewoman utilised all her crime fighting skills and powers of observation to correctly observe that I was absolutely shitfaced, and came and told me so, so I offered to peacefully leave the ground to which she handcuffed me and arrested me for drunk inside a designated sports ground, and I was dragged back down several flights of stairs by a couple of absolute cunts. Ended up getting let out at 1am ended up boozing all night until the first train in the morning to stay out of the cold.

Ended up getting fined at Newcastle Magistrates court, and narrowly avoided a banning order. Wouldn't have been so bad but I hadn't been doing anything out of order apart from being a bit unsteady on my feet.
 
Sheffield FC vs Billaricky at Wembley

Not my greatest moment
 
Where to begin ? Off top of my head Barnsley, forest, Sunderland, Wimbledon?, Coventry. Didn't get in at Stoke, West ham, Tottenham. Long time ago thinking about it probably all my own fault.
 
Newcastle away in the Premiership. We went up on the train at half 8 for a 5.15 kick off, and ended up having a dozen cans of San Miguel before dinner, before an afternoon knocking back pint after pint in Newcatle. I successfully managed to navigate admittance to the ground and up several flights of stairs, then went for a piss before the match and when I came out of the toilet an eagle eyed policewoman utilised all her crime fighting skills and powers of observation to correctly observe that I was absolutely shitfaced, and came and told me so, so I offered to peacefully leave the ground to which she handcuffed me and arrested me for drunk inside a designated sports ground, and I was dragged back down several flights of stairs by a couple of absolute cunts. Ended up getting let out at 1am ended up boozing all night until the first train in the morning to stay out of the cold.

Ended up getting fined at Newcastle Magistrates court, and narrowly avoided a banning order. Wouldn't have been so bad but I hadn't been doing anything out of order apart from being a bit unsteady on my feet.

Presumably it taught you a lesson though, a turning point?
 
I got stopped by a copper going into the Lane, looked like I was carrying a cosh tucked into my trousers, lifted my jumper and it turned out to be my rolled up program. We both laughed.

You really are Derek Smalls, and I claim my five pounds.
 
I was at the opening night of Bizet's Carmen at the Teatro San Carlino.
Halfway through the first set, I was tapped on my shoulder and asked to leave.
Apparently, sucking a Fisherman's Friend in Italy is frowned upon.
Antonio was also asked to make an exit.

Not to worry though, I finished him off in the back of the taxi.


 
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Huddersfield at BDTBL in the 84/85 season. As a 15 year old. Copper pulled me out of a crowd for shouting!!! Taken round the ground past the Udders fans and into the cell below the South Stand. Was taken to West Barr and as a Juvenile had to have a parent pick me up. The copper who arrested me was mightily pissed off as he had to stay with me and he was supposed to be taking his missus out, this cheered me up. After hanging around for an hour or so the copper came over and told me that the old fella next to me was a "kiddy fiddler". He gave a knowing look and turned around, when he turned back and I had not done anything he asked me straight, "are you not going to hit him?". I said "what and get locked up for that too". He just laughed and said "that's not gonna happen". My dad turned up mightily pissed off, as it interrupted his drinking time. Still got out that night though and ended up with a caution.
 
Got thrown out at ayersome park in the early 90s for not sitting in my seat ,I was pretty hammered and and verbally abused a over zealous steward, in front of the local constabulary which saw me thrown on to the lovely streets of middlesborough.
 
Few times over the years, best one has to be the old hallamshire cup ?? Don't remember the year but rovrum away we got that bored we were steaming each other and this pissed off sergeant kicked us out :confused:
 
Only the once after getting a bit of a run around earlier in the season at Stoke by a group lead by a muppet mod wearing a crash helmet, half a dozen of us went on the Lane end nice and early to meet up with them for the return match as we knew they would be the first in the ground. Plod pulled us all and threw us out which was probably as well as by this time more Stoke fans had come through the turnstiles and were wanting our blood.
 
When they did the lap of honour last season, I got thrown out for clapping.
 
Not kicked out, but dragged off the pitch when we played Preston at home in the semi-final of the Play-Offs in 2009.

Despite there being a couple of thousand people on the pitch celebrating, a steward saw my loitering about near the Kop end as a threat to the safety of everyone in the ground and dragged me off the pitch (as more people entered the pitch without any resistance whatsoever). I just laughed at the absurdity of it and then went back on to meet my mates once he'd gone off to pick on someone else.
 
Blades v Pigs early 90's, 1-1 draw. Kicked out 15 mins before kick off for having an air horn. Think i was about 15 at the time.

I've never been into a ground so early since
 
Chesterfield at home, late 80s. I was probably 14. Stancliffe was sent off and the Kop started singing "who's the bastard in the black". Next thing I felt an arm on my shoulder and looked around to see a copper staring straight at me. "I'm the bastard in the black" he said. Charming. He frogmarched me to the exit and kicked me out onto Shoreham Street. I walked back in and watched the rest of the match.
 
Sunderland away '98, got arrested along with about 40 other Blades for a bit of a fracas in the away end. Had to go to court in Sunderland about 4wks later and got charge with a public order offence and about £150 fine.

Learnt my lesson and behaved ever since
 
Never been thrown out but a few seasons ago at the lane a Steward told me if I didn't go and put the can of Red Bull i was drinking at my seat in the bin, i would be escorted from the stadium?

Never quite understood that one.
 



Never thrown out, but escorted to the correct part of the ground on loads of occasions, due to attending with gits that always arrived late and just piled through the first turnstile seen. 4th division was great because home ends became away ends for most trips.
 

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