Remember this?

Just went out for a dive, couldn't stand it. called in at my sisters, she was the same but was extatic at 0-1so Drove off, got in with 10 mins to go. needless to say went out that night & got absolutly as oiled

 

I was there, the pitched battles in the streets were a sight to behold.

 

Didn't go thank goodness.

 

Wish I would have been there but am a reight pussy, result wise

 

Stick wi me, thad b reight.

 

We had our coach shot at wi air rifles.

And I could have built a nice BBQ with the brick bombardment.

Strange old day in many ways.

 

Do you remember any drama from this @Lepton-red? I remember it being hostile but I'm guessing we got straight back on supporters' coach after? I've heard some horror stories since but dont remember seeing anything.

 

Up there with worst trouble I’ve ever seen watching reds for over 40 years

 

One of the best games I’ve been to, but started to regret getting the train down very quickly

 

My abiding memory of that game was when we were exiting the stand up the steps nearest to the home fans. There’s a large gap between the two stands - wide enough to drive a truck through at least. The Birmingham fans were not very happy for some reason(!) and there was all the usual abuse and threats flying about. I happened to make eye contact with one lad, so he decided to vent his anger at me by throwing his pork pie at me.

Because of the size of the gap / his lack of strength, the pie fell way short and dropped harmlessly to the tarmac below. I couldn’t help but laugh, which seemed only to increase his anger levels, as he then decided that if a pie couldn’t bridge the gap, spitting a gobful of phlegm definitely would. Unfortunately he neglected to test the wind direction first. Virtually as soon as the green blob left his mouth, it blew back straight in the face of the bloke next to him. This did nothing to improve either of their moods, and as we eventually reached the stairwell to exit the stand, they were still scuffling and swinging punches at each other. Happy days..

 

I've never seen this footage in the right aspect ratio. Bugs me to death.

 

What about that header from Morgan to set up the second. I can't kick it that far.

 

And his tackle for the third. And I haven't even mentioned Hignett or Dyer yet. Or Tinkler's pass. Or Shipperley. Or Eaden or Barnard.

I really enjoy watching the team we've got now, but if we're honest, that team would murder them. God we were good.

 

I was there with 4 others including my 74 year old Mum and 10 year old nephew. As we left the ground there was a fair bit of brick and stone throwing over the metal fence. Then getting back to the car afterwards was a nightmare. We attempted two or three different routes but each time were turned back by police who advised us that it wasn't safe to continue. We could see fighting 100 yards away down one street. Anything Red was very definitely hidden. At one point we met a fellow Red in shorts and a Barnsley shirt who needed to get back to New Street station. Eventually he ran behind a police van - no idea whether he got there safely. We eventually got into the car about 90 minutes after the game finished. We then sat in traffic whilst some of their 'fans' walked up and down looking for cars with Reds fans.

I also went a season or two later when during half time their fans tried to break through the corrogated fencing separating home and away fans underneath the stand. Very nasty atmosphere that day too.

 

I got laid out by a sauce bottle. Not glass but one of those big plastic ones used in catering. To make matters worse it wasn’t ketchup, which may have passed as blood but a massive catering bottle of brown sauce.

Straight out celebrating that night in town not only did I smell a bit strange it also looked like I had been shat on from a great height.

 

Four nil. Scenes. But at least Shipperley managed to keep his nob under control.

 

Players that could score goals !
What we'd give for a few of those lads now.

 

I was washing my car on the drive that day. Took me nearly 2 hours!

 

Big Fat Ron in tears during commentary. Lil Ol Barnsley eh.