Coppers and Stewards at football
I support what some people would describe as a 'shit football team' Luton Town -to be precise. Now this season we have finally, after 17 years of dissapointments and near misses, managed to win a trophy: the League 1 winners one. To many this means bugger all, fair enough but to me it means A LOT.
Now we won the title on a lovelly spring day at Wrexham, probably the best day at a football match I have ever had, the best day that was spoiled somewhat by the jobsworth thicks in uniform.
At full time a group of friends and I wished to get near to our heroes and to do that we needed to climb over a small fence into a tier near the pitch. We had no intention of invading the pitch, throwing coins or doing anything out of order, we simply wanted to celebrate winning a trophy.
Unfortunately for us barring our way were half a dozen taffy robocops covered in armour and with a chip on their shoulders for the English and football supporters in general-thats us fucked then.
Upon trying to get over the tiny fence we were met with flying batons, pushing and 'get back' shouted in their best Judge Dredd voices. When we protested our innocence we were given that age old cliche 'its people like you who give football fans a bad name'
yes thats right wanting to be near the pitch to get a better view of my heros makes me scum
( bigmeuprudeboy is using powerpoint or paint...have MERCY, Wed 18 May 2005, 10:34, Reply)