I posted this on Blades Mad. I thought it was hilarious at the time as a 17 year old but looking back it's scary to think what could have happened if Shreds coach didn't pull up at that precise moment. Our minibus had a mixture of 16-17 year olds like me and Chris Booth (RIP also) and 50 odd year olds.
Shreds coach pulled in and he got off with a couple of other lads (I think one of them was either called or known as Toby). They walked slowly into this group of Chelsea fans, Shred raised his arms in a muscle flexing motion and roared at them.
Shred wasn't nasty or violent but he just had that look about him, especially 30 years ago that said "Don't effing mess wi me pal".
There was a slight pause for a few seconds as the Chelsea fans looked at him, then looked at each other, you could almost hear them thinking "Errr ok which one of us is going to have a pop at him first"
None of them did, and as Shred roared again they scattered in ten different directions with an entire car park laughing at them.