Had the most entertaining train trip back to Brighton since the time against Middlesboro when some kid had a complete melt down.
Basically I don't think the four kids (and they were young) who had blocked a set of doors with their BMXs and were sat at a table rolling fags were quite prepared for a train full of quite drunk Brighton fans to get on at Falmer. Blocked in by a sea of flatulent and good humoured football fans the colour initially drained from their faces as the various options of removing their brakes, letting down their tyres or just selling the bikes at Moulsecoombe were loudly discussed. Fair play to the one of them that briefly offered to fight us but as we arrived at Brighton they could do nothing as they found that their bikes were indeed blocking our exit off the train. Cue......the bikes being carefully lifted off and left gently in the middle of the platform, out of the way.
Hoody kids and footy fans eh? Terrifying.
Basically I don't think the four kids (and they were young) who had blocked a set of doors with their BMXs and were sat at a table rolling fags were quite prepared for a train full of quite drunk Brighton fans to get on at Falmer. Blocked in by a sea of flatulent and good humoured football fans the colour initially drained from their faces as the various options of removing their brakes, letting down their tyres or just selling the bikes at Moulsecoombe were loudly discussed. Fair play to the one of them that briefly offered to fight us but as we arrived at Brighton they could do nothing as they found that their bikes were indeed blocking our exit off the train. Cue......the bikes being carefully lifted off and left gently in the middle of the platform, out of the way.
Hoody kids and footy fans eh? Terrifying.