And you’ve got to be prepared to take your shirt off, twirl it around, while chanting “Yerksher! Yerksher!” until you get laryngitis or you die from hypothermia.
Okay, so their support was loud. They were playing Man Utd who Leeds fans hate with a vengeance so there was always going to be that incentive. I just wonder how much of that “passion” turns into something a bit more sinister after the final whistle. As you say - proper old school, never quite...