things you have been chased by in your life ?

Once got bitten by a corgi.

Was doing a delivery job and you got used to the big dogs coming round the corner as you opened the gate...you just waited to see the demeanor and all the time ready to go back out, but most big uns were just soft and friendly.

This little fu(ker came round the corner looking all innocent and cuddly....little did I know this was just the sneaky little tw@ts way of getting you to put a biteable body part within reach of its nashers...nivver seen a dog move so quick when I went to stroke it......no wonder the Queen has minders with those little bu66ers around

 

Leeds Queens Hall, watching Motorhead. The sports teacher had taken a group of us to see to see them, one kid had disappeared for a while and came back with the biggest leather bikers jacket I have ever seen. It had blue angels or something patches on the back. If Giant Haystacks put it on, it would have wrapped it around him a couple of times. Whoever's jacket it was, was going around the concert hall looking for it, so we legged it out if the hall early and this man mountain followed us. It was nothing to do with me or anyone else but the thieving kid, but we were somehow involved. Eventually lost him in some backstreet and made it back to the minibus. We lobbed it out onto the M1 hard shoulder on the way back home. Terrifying.

 

A horse. I was cutting through a field near Worsbrough Res when a horse took a liking to biting my bike tyres. I tried to fend it off but it was way stronger than I was. Always trying to bite the tyres. Maybe it thought they were licorice. I just had to leg it but the bar steward kept chasing, enormous nashers snapping at my wheels.

 

That Birmingham game was the second scariest I've ever been to. The sound of windows smashing around Digbeth after the match was pretty disconcerting. I remember walking back to the railway station with @Chef Tyke after the match, trying not to look too happy or too lost. We were absolutely bricking it, especially when a lone Barnsley fan wearing a shirt, scarf and Barnsley flat cap (no joke) came up and started discussing the match very loudly with us. He must have been mental, as we weren't wearing any colours and could easily have been Birmingham fans. In the end we made our excuses and legged it.

 

Had I not been at the match I'd never have believed that tale. But I can well believe it. Grimsby have a pretty small fan base, but the percentage of nutters seems to be literally about one in three.

 

I once chased Duncan Norvelle.

 

Was he doing a summer season at Blackpool think you over took us heading for the pleasure beach,hang on sounds a bit dodgy that,you know the place with the big dippers

 

This is so bad but oh well

I once chased a pissed up green duck that was giving me abuse,I chased Drunken Orville

 

Crying with laughter your the man S D

 

Got a hat trick of being chased. Cardiff fans who thought we were Arsenal in Paddington, West Ham fans who chased us into the Boleyn pub and police and their dogs in 74 during the blackout when me and my dad went to Elsecar pits spoil tip to try and get some discarded coal. Bombed back over the canal bridge in the dark. Got some coal but also got some clinkers so had to make sure the fire guard was up. Happy days !

 

T

Twit.
Me too now.

 

They’d have given you some Rogan cosh.

 

Shoreham st. Where the fox that.?
Al get mi coit.

 

I was once walking to cemetery with my Grandma and Sister on a Sunday afternoon and we had to pass a row of terrace houses at the end of Black Walk. One of the houses had the toy skeleton of a triceratops in the window. I stopped to look in the window and the next thing I know the front door opens and a massive Golden Retriever bounds out down the path towards me. There was nowhere for me to go so I jumped over the wall and ran up the garden path and shut the door behind me with the Golden Retriever going crackers wanting to get me and back into it's house. Then a middle aged woman came down her stairs and asked me what I was doing. I told her that her dog had chased me. She apologised and told me she must have left the door open when she nipped upstairs. She opened the door and let the dog back in. My Grandma and sister we both laughing at me. I was so embarrassed more so because I had to admit to the woman that I was looking through her bedroom window.

 

There would have been baltipul injuries (does that work?),they would have been madras hell

 

Drunken S.R. Gents women who had been to their Christmas bash. Mind you, I never was much good at running.

 

I was chased away at Southend when we drew with them in 2005. All the way from the ground to the Cornucopia pub. One of our mates said, "that's us" when we drew Darlington in the cup and all the people in the bar near the ground just looked at us. I said to him "this might get tasty". They started singing "in the Barnsley slums". We left the pub and a gang of them started shouting. So I legged it. They smacked my mates and they were put in a police van for their own safety. However, they chased me because I'd isolated myself. I wish I'd taken a crack with the rest of the lads.

 

Ha ha my mate worked in a factory full of women he was giving them the banter but came unstuck when they cornered him in men’s toilets,not really a run story so to speak