Posted by sean on March 19, 2009 at 12:17 am in Bath City with No Comments


And a final one before I go to bed…

The bizarre event of the evening’s trip to Newport involved a ‘run in’ with a very portly football steward, who approached the Bath City fans just minutes before kick off, asking if we would move to a segregated area in the main terrace.

This ‘segregated’ area was a small part of terrace, right next to the majority of the hardened Newport supporters. The way in which it was segregated did not involve tall fences and police with riot gear, like you would see in Italy, but two elderly stewards. As the terraces were the location of potentially ugly scenes last season, we were all very reluctant to move from our safe, seated area.

His request for us to move to the hell-hole got the response it deserved – silence and bemused looks from the City fans. The steward walked off, before returning a few minutes later, this time a little annoyed. He began to ask the group of fans, whose average age must have been 65 – hardly your average Green Street hooligan – “so… you’re not going to move?” (really enforcing his authority), to which he was told “NO!”. He then waddled off, only to return at random intervals during the match, to glare at us from a safe distance.

Keep up the good work, boyos!

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