After the match there was a nutter in the car park who drove out in a right rage; smashed into 6 or7 other cars on the way out.
I have it on good authority that, as the Leicester defender, Hill, watched Bullock scamper past him and realising he couldn't match the nine stone mini for pace, he shouted words to the effect, 'go on then, have a shot, I dare you.' Martin took him on his word and I bet Hill was left eating his as the ball smashed into the top corner. A memorable goal from a player who hardly ever scored, but who always caused defenders problems. Happy memories.
I once got a right hiding at Filbert St in someone's front garden c91-92. Came down those steps out of the away end and turned the wrong way. By the time I realised it was 'oh sh17' time. Ribs kicked to bits. Teld mi Mam n Dad on the Sunday id done them batting at cricket.