Kop leaders! Where have they gone?

[snootyfenooty]

Jack?

When it comes to the crux.
ALL football hooligans are cunts.

Saw a photo in a football annual of a Blade whose head was split open after a brick was thrown at him in the home game against Man U in Oct 1967. Been told that his name is Pete O'Brien

Yep, Yep & Yep again

 

[Silent Blade]

I could be wrong BUT I read it as he went to the Sty to watch them play Derby and the outcome was a 1-0 HOME win with Ford scoring for the pigs.

It was Alan Warboys so he got the wrong future Blade!

http://www.adrianbullock.com/swfc/stats/lg1970.htm

 

[BornOnShorehamStreet]

Johanneson's was a tragic story, he hit the booze post-football and died penniless and prematurely in his fifties.

The first Mrs BoSS and I owned a hotel on Cardigan Road, Leeds, adjacent to Headingley. Albert stayed with us on a few occasions. He had a small hold all with him and always had a carrier bag with a bottle of Bacardi and a bottle of coke. When he'd checked in he always came down from his room asking if I would join him in a drink. Lovely guy - sad end.

 

[cahill]

It was the fucking Mancs who single handed started football hooliganism in the mid sixties when they started travelling in big numbers. I remember one night game at the Lane c1966 when they occupied the back half of the kop and we were shoved to the front. For the whole match we had to endure snooker balls, darts, coins and 1kg cast iron weights amongst other missiles raining down on us.

Hooliganism kicked off properly mid to late sixties when other teams fans mobbed up in equal numbers just to counter them. Then fans such as the scousers took it to a new level by introducing niceties such as stanley knives into the fray. By 1970 every fucker was at it.

There you are, the history of how football hooliganism started in two paragraphs!

Chuffing hell !! And it took that Armstrong fellah years of research and he filled about 500 pages in the process.

Joking aside, and it's hard to take this subject seriously, how do you know it was the Mancs ? Social history at the time had youth " movements" like the Mods and Rockers who liked to scrap. Football support was almost exclusively working class and male, I suppose I've answered my own question

 

[originaltrueblade]

Remember Gingers (not ginger but brown long hair) and Dinky Dawson ;long brown hair with ear rings) hammering Newcastle fans on the kop. The Kop was divided down the middle by the police when Gingers and Dinky led a charge and I remember the Newcastle fans falling down the bank at the rear. Bloody scary really those two had no fear. I remember both of them chasing em all the way down into the toilets. Never seen Newcastle fans so scared. I think it was around 1972. Same thing happened when Man U took the Kop in the same year and these two carried on fighting in attempting to kick em off the Shoreham. Any one else remember this?

 

[cahill]

Being younger, I'm shocked that fans of these teams tried to take the kop.
From the 80's this became very rare but I did witness a group that has been referred to as "Cowens' mates" take the kop at West Brom just before the kick-off in '86.

To be honest away fans going on the same end as the home fans wasn't unusual and wouldn't always be seen as an attempt to cause bother. I suppose the whole matchday experience these days when the police operation is to keep fans apart has actually fed the territoriality (sic) aspect.

. Kin'ell I ought to be a Sociologist.

 

[cahill]

Remember Gingers (not ginger but brown long hair) and Dinky Dawson ;long brown hair with ear rings) hammering Newcastle fans on the kop. The Kop was divided down the middle by the police when Gingers and Dinky led a charge and I remember the Newcastle fans falling down the bank at the rear. Bloody scary really those two had no fear. I remember both of them chasing em all the way down into the toilets. Never seen Newcastle fans so scared. I think it was around 1972. Same thing happened when Man U took the Kop in the same year and these two carried on fighting in attempting to kick em off the Shoreham. Any one else remember this?

I remember the kop being divided with the two mobs going at it, can't remember that specific incident. I do remember Dinky taking a particular dislike to a West Ham fan around the same era " aa'll ' 'ev thee art 'ere" (Dinky)
"I'll 'ave you in 'ere" (Cockernee). Trouble was like part of the matchday experience, fucking surreal looking back

 

[Lane Ender]

I remember the kop being divided with the two mobs going at it, can't remember that specific incident. I do remember Dinky taking a particular dislike to a West Ham fan around the same era " aa'll ' 'ev thee art 'ere" (Dinky)
"I'll 'ave you in 'ere" (Cockernee). Trouble was like part of the matchday experience, fucking surreal looking back

Battling at football finished for me over 30 years ago but I wouldnt change a thing before that great days

 

[snootyfenooty]

I remember the kop being divided with the two mobs going at it,

That was one of the few occasions I got involved. I was standing in the centre of the kop and it seemed every 30 seconds or so there was a charge then counter charge right in front of me. In the end I got so pissed off at ruining my view I chinned one of the Geordies. And bugger me, standing next to me was a youthful Shred (RIP) doing the same to another one. That was the only time I ever saw him involved in any serious shit.

Honestly you young 'uns you had to see it to believe it, 1000 hooligans tearing into eachother, none of this arms outstretched and pointing and shouting, it was the real fucking McCoy.

 

[Bert]

Bert can remember being on the back of the Wednesday Kop with the Unitedites in 1970.

 

[west_yorks_blade]

Bert can remember being on the back of the Wednesday Kop with the Unitedites in 1970.

Arms linked, all bouncing together in peace and harmony?

 

[Bert]

That was one of the few occasions I got involved. I was standing in the centre of the kop and it seemed every 30 seconds or so there was a charge then counter charge right in front of me. In the end I got so pissed off at ruining my view I chinned one of the Geordies. And bugger me, standing next to me was a youthful Shred (RIP) doing the same to another one. That was the only time I ever saw him involved in any serious shit.

Honestly you young 'uns you had to see it to believe it, 1000 hooligans tearing into eachother, none of this arms outstretched and pointing and shouting, it was the real fucking McCoy.

One of the games (could have been Newcastle) there were 80 arrests including one of Bert's mates. The Star said that he'd been seen to lead the charge into the opposition fans. He was fined twenty quid or so. He still goes, Bert had a word with him last year.

 

[blade too long]

Bert can remember being on the back of the Wednesday Kop with the Unitedites in 1970.

when birchenall scored both in a 2-0 win at the abattoir of football I remember being in the middle of the kop , was no segregation at all then
early seventies remember Leeds fans turning up at 5 pm to get on our kop to take it and the mayhem that ensued as they were shown it wasnt really a good idea
As I came in the ground was met with one Leeds fan falling from the facing wall , luckily he landed on his head
The pot hole was there for several seasons

we dont need kop leaders , just a bit more vocality

 

[Bert]

Arms linked, all bouncing together in peace and harmony?

No, fending off the Wednesdayites.
It was always best to claim the high ground to have a chance of staying put. It worked that day.

 

[Grappler]

First "crew" I remember (when I was pre teens) were called the "Shoreham Riot Squad", lads in boiler suits and steep capped industrial boots. Now this is a vague memory so it may have been lads from Gleadless Valley who were Blades, or lads I saw at the match, I was between 7 and 9 years old, so it could be I am mixing up one or two distant memories.

A lad called Peter Percival (Percy) from Arbourthorne used to call at our house, aged about 14 or 15, wearing Doc Martens boots he had sprayed silver, that was probably the same era, him and my brother (and other lads from the John O' Gaunt area), used to go to matches together.

 

[originaltrueblade]

I remember the kop being divided with the two mobs going at it, can't remember that specific incident. I do remember Dinky taking a particular dislike to a West Ham fan around the same era " aa'll ' 'ev thee art 'ere" (Dinky)
"I'll 'ave you in 'ere" (Cockernee). Trouble was like part of the matchday experience, fucking surreal looking back

Whatever happened to Dinky...I know Gingers still goes but in the South Stand nowadays. He told me he chased the Newcastle fans all the way to the Station until he was stopped by Police on horses.

 

[Silent Blade]

Whatever happened to Dinky...I know Gingers still goes but in the South Stand nowadays. He told me he chased the Newcastle fans all the way to the Station until he was stopped by Police on horses.

Dinky often sweeps the roads in the city centre during weekdays

 

[Lane Ender]

That was one of the few occasions I got involved. I was standing in the centre of the kop and it seemed every 30 seconds or so there was a charge then counter charge right in front of me. In the end I got so pissed off at ruining my view I chinned one of the Geordies. And bugger me, standing next to me was a youthful Shred (RIP) doing the same to another one. That was the only time I ever saw him involved in any serious shit.

Honestly you young 'uns you had to see it to believe it, 1000 hooligans tearing into eachother, none of this arms outstretched and pointing and shouting, it was the real fucking McCoy.

Them battles with Newcastle are only matched with the ones with West Ham in the 70s

 

[originaltrueblade]

Dinky often sweeps the roads in the city centre during weekdays

Does he still go to the Lane?

 

[ucandomagic]

In the early 70's (can't remember the year) against Weeds this huge Blade led a charge from the Kop onto the pitch, and the Weeds mob charged from the Bramall Lane end. I remember seeing them coming towards us and thinking this was what war used to be like.

My next memory is waking up in bed - I've never found out what happened in between!

UTB

 

[cahill]

Bert can remember being on the back of the Wednesday Kop with the Unitedites in 1970.

Me an all,

 

[seanbeenstattoo]

It's well documented Millwall were at it in the 1930's.
Working class/geography/territory.
Goes on all over the place now as turf wars.

 

[DifferentClass]

It's well documented Millwall were at it in the 1930's.

"Oh I say, Tarquin! Let us hurl a concrete brick through the window of that newsery and purloin some beverages. Shall we, old chap?"

 

[Silent Blade]

Does he still go to the Lane?

Does he still go to the Lane?

Just asked his friend. Now and then he goes to the Lane

 

[bornablade]

First "crew" I remember (when I was pre teens) were called the "Shoreham Riot Squad", lads in boiler suits and steep capped industrial boots. Now this is a vague memory so it may have been lads from Gleadless Valley who were Blades, or lads I saw at the match, I was between 7 and 9 years old, so it could be I am mixing up one or two distant memories.

A lad called Peter Percival (Percy) from Arbourthorne used to call at our house, aged about 14 or 15, wearing Doc Martens boots he had sprayed silver, that was probably the same era, him and my brother (and other lads from the John O' Gaunt area), used to go to matches together.

Interesting point about the Silver Doc martens. I always thought Blades had gold boots. Sure I read somewhere that a Sunday tabloid ran a piece on a young Blade that included a reference to his painted dockers.

 

[bornablade]

The first Mrs BoSS and I owned a hotel on Cardigan Road, Leeds, adjacent to Headingley. Albert stayed with us on a few occasions. He had a small hold all with him and always had a carrier bag with a bottle of Bacardi and a bottle of coke. When he'd checked in he always came down from his room asking if I would join him in a drink. Lovely guy - sad end.

Sad story. This doesn't happen very often but where I work there have been customers with a major drink problem who are desperate for me to join them. It's almost as if the excessive drinking is suddenly acceptable because they are being sociable.