olderskyblue
Well-Known Member
I think it was around 1973/4, me and a mate did a last minute race to Leicester for a City game. We left Potters Green club at about 2.20, and got there for the start of the match. (I must admit, I broke the speed limits by quite a long way...)
On the way back to the car after the game, my mate suddenly grabbed me to stop himself falling because he had been tripped by one of a bunch (about 20) of Leicesters neanderthals who were clearly looking to kick lumps out of 2 lone Sky Blues.
To my eternal shame, just as it was about to "kick off" I said "We're from f**king Leicester you idiots" after which they stood confused for a second or two before running off to find some other Cov fans.
At the time, the relief watching their stupid expressions, whilst laughing at the fact I had insulted them whilst escaping a beating, was the over riding emotion.
Now, all these years later, I wonder if I should have taken the beating to escape the shame of saying I was a Leicester fan....
On the way back to the car after the game, my mate suddenly grabbed me to stop himself falling because he had been tripped by one of a bunch (about 20) of Leicesters neanderthals who were clearly looking to kick lumps out of 2 lone Sky Blues.
To my eternal shame, just as it was about to "kick off" I said "We're from f**king Leicester you idiots" after which they stood confused for a second or two before running off to find some other Cov fans.
At the time, the relief watching their stupid expressions, whilst laughing at the fact I had insulted them whilst escaping a beating, was the over riding emotion.
Now, all these years later, I wonder if I should have taken the beating to escape the shame of saying I was a Leicester fan....