My uncle and I accidently seemed to run into what looked like some sort of Palace firm?!?! Will learn to stop looking at the floor and look where I'm going! All of them were wearing the same black jackets and had skin heads (mostly) with police yelling at us to get the other side of them. And we couldn't because we were already caught up in being shoulder barged by all of them as we walked through them. I survived. Don't mess.
What was the police plan? Coming down towards the station from the west side of the stadium they sent the brighton fans down the stairs and the palace fans down the ramp. Fine, great separation, organisation. But then what? as soon as the ramp ended the brighton and palace fans met up again and the separation faltered. It made no sense.