Last time I went, about 100 BHA chaps had to point their chaps through the fence at 45 minutes in order to lower the water table, so to speak. Brentford = not yet up to 'tin pot' status. Still 'through the fence, no pot, not even tin'.
I went to Tranmere vs Huddersfield about 15 years ago, and was intensely intrigued by the old chap to my left who gave it "Come on Rovers, come on" at lest 50 times during the game. In my household, "Come on Rovers, come on" is now a byword (or byphrase) for "Come on football, give us a goal!"...