Home Vs Arsenal evening League Cup... early 80s.... half of the NS filled with serious looking, shady Gooners giving it large,... ended up with an exit stage right, back in the South Stand for the rest of the game... pissing down with rain too.
Was that when one of their clowns attacked a 'scarfer' (Brighton fan wearing identifiable kit, away shirt etc) after the game? I was there and it was intimidating, with a baying mob the other side of the tall fence, and a load of leering recidivists off to our left in the south stand. I was with @Inkerman and his car was vandalized during the game.
That was unpleasant, but mostly because a Brighton oaf took my first class seat on the train up, and I had to stand. Apparently it is the code for some supporters to do what they like, and f*** everyone. We didn't see any trouble but there were reports on NSC later about a bloke with his young kids being attacked. What with that and a run in I had with some other Brighton supporters over more nonsense, I eventually knocked the away days on the head a few years later.
Ditto
Was at that, Mick Ferguson rounded the keeper and put it in for a 1-0!.
Yep spurs 78, I was 15, my mate and I got beaten up in the back streets a few hours before kick off.
Yep, I'm sure I can also remember the home fans setting fire to stuff on the terracesWas at that, Mick Ferguson rounded the keeper and put it in for a 1-0!.
Wasn't many of us in the corner that day and like you say, they hadn't lost at home for ages and we had them both sides of the fences next to us.Trust Ferguson to find his shooting boots that day
I was at that game and next to us were two of the biggest blokes I've ever seen.
“Treatment” was their name and they tried to climb into the West Stand seats. They ran round to OSR after the match and chased us coming out of the North Stand.
If I remember their attempted invasion of the West Stand seats was thwarted by a rather well dressed gent attired in hat and gloves,( other clothes were worn), who punched their hands as they tried to climb in.
Yeh.
I visit Izmir every other year to see my wife's relatives. I've been following Goztepe from Izmir for over 25 years and they're massive and mental. The most terrified I've ever been when there wasn't a game occured when we were out and about and I was wearing a Goztepe polo shirt. It was suddenly decided we'd catch the ferry to the other side of the bay, the home of their arch rivals Karsiyaka (Kar-sher-yaka, literally means the other side). Goztepe once got over 80,000 at home to their rivals in a promotion game in the 1980s. Al guy came up to me on the boat and said it would be suicide going to Karsiyaka in that top. I poo, pooed him - I've been to Millwall, Leeds, Chelsea and West Ham, Pah. As we walked through a pedestrianised shopping street groups of men kept pointing at me and nodding to other groups. They then followed us. We went for something to eat and decided we'd better get back across the bay asap. I was absolutely shitting my sweaty pants. As usual I escaped in one piece.
