[theo_luddite]

Nice one Snoots I'll read it properly in the pub tomorrow after I've driven up north.

Regarding that old Boothferry Park photo. Remember going one year but don't ask which or which division but we were stood in that bottom left open corner. Whether that lid that covered the rest of the terrace was still there is beyond the few memorial brain cells I have to recall from the time is another matter but likely it was, I just know we weren't under it.

Let's just say it was likely lower division and most likely 4th at the time but I might take 3rd at a pinch. Car or train to get there? Not sure but there's a lot of vague "football special" memories from that time as a Town fan that you could write a book about, if you could only recall enough to get beyond page 1. I've likely done both as I'm sure I've got on and off trains at the Boothferry Park platform too. Tbh between Town, speedway and rugby I've spent more weekend afternoons (and evenings) in Hull than really should be allowed for most of us Wezzies to be still of sound mind and body to be fair.

Anyroad, me and me mates were about halfway up the terracing with most of them leaning on a crush (ha, ha you could often get crushed against them) barrier and me with one foot in the aisle. All of a sudden some pillock from behind grabs me by the shoulders and pushes me down the aisle screaming "get on the pitch".

Now what he didn't know was that I'd had a few judo lessons as a kid that taught you how to use someone's weight to your advantage.

Unfortunately they only ever showed you how to do this on a flat mat and not being attacked from behind on a flight of stairs, especially concrete ones. So basically it was bloody useless and no matter how I tried I couldn't shake him off without risking breaking a few of my bones and maybe none of his in the process. Be honest, when have you ever seen an Olympic Judo final held on a flight of stairs, let alone concrete terraces? They are missing a trick on that one, maybe I should suggest it. Who's in charge of Olympic Judo these days?

Eventually I reached the barrier at the front and managed to stop my teeth being blown to the four winds by putting my hands on it and stopping him (and me) dead. With all arms and legs and my head still in one piece and at that point the pillock gave up and didn't even jump on the pitch himself. What a tosser. He probably still thinks he's a Town fan, from whatever cell in Armley he's occupied for the last 40 years or so. Still, he won't have cost of living increases or heating costs to worry about.

Result? Not a Scooby Doo, couldn't get out of there to a pub our side of t'Humber Bridge quick enough hoping that dickhead didn't have the same idea. Never saw his face either to be honest so at least I'm not haunted by the sight of Chuckie's Yorkshire cousin.