The worst I can remember was a trip to Manchester when we went on the thumb, the lads got stuffed by UTD and we had a running battle home. Jumped on the back of a Liverpool bound flat back lorry when being chased by a few hundred snarling [Poor language removed] bag Mancs, smacked some sod with a red scarf round its neck with a four by four, he just fell into the road.................it was expected in those days, just didn't give a sod in the 60's