"It's unfortunate I chose it (the culture), as opposed to stamp collecting."
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Best Florest Ding Dongs
by SW
TWO STAND OUT FOR ME BOTH IN NOTTINGHAM, THE FIRST 1970 THE YEAR FAGIN GOT CHUCKED INTO THE TRENT BY THE RED DOGS. MASSED BRAWL AT THE BACK OF THE TRENT END ON THE RIVER BANK.
THE SECOND AGAIN IN 1970 CANT BE ARSED TO TYPE IT AGAIN SO CUT AND PASTED AN OLD POST OF MINE FROM A FEW YEARS AGO
THIS WAS THE ONE WE ALL WAITED FOR ALL YEAR NOT USUALLY THE BEST OFFS BECAUSE PLOD PULLED OUT ALL THE STOPS FOR THIS ONE EVEN BACK THEN. HOWEVER IT WAS ALWAYS A GOOD DAY OUT WITH HONOURS JUST ABOUT EVEN IN MY EXPERIENCE. I'M SURE THE FOREST LADS FELT THE SAME. I'M NOT TO SURE OF THE YEAR BUT IT WAS 70 OR 71. ABOUT A HUNDRED OF US FROM ALL OVER ALVO HAD GOT DOWN TO THE STATION FOR THE 10AM TRAIN TO NOTTS INCLUDING ALL THE USUAL SUSPECTS, DO REMEMBER M.C AND A LITTLE COLOURED LAD J.A. COMING WITH US, THEY NORMALLY WENT WITH THE TOWN CREW THOUGH. A COUPLE OF BOTTLES OF MANNS BROWN FOR THE TRAIN (AND AMMO LATER) AND WE SET OFF. BEING FARELY EARLY NO PLOD AROUND ON DERBY STATION SO ALL WENT WELL. ARRIVING IN NOTTS WE GET OFF THE TRAIN AND ONLY A COUPLE OF THE TRANSPORT LOT THERE SO WE STARTED SINGING AND GOT OUT OF THE STATION WITHOUT THE ESCOURT AND DOGS IN TOW. WE STARTED OFF TOWARDS SLAB SQUARE AND RAN INTO A SMALL BUNCH OF FOREST LADS WHO LEGGED IT PRETTY QUICK, DONT BLAME THEM THOUGH AS THERE WERE ONLY ABOUT TWENTY OF THEM. IT WAS GOOD TO SEE THEM RUN THOUGH. THIS STARTED THE BOTTLE THROWING THOUGH AND QUITE A FEW SHOP WINDOWS WENT THROUGH. NOT LONG AFTER THIS TWO VAN LOADS OF OB ARRIVED WITH THE DOGS AND BLOCKED THE ROAD OFF TURNING US ROUND AND MOVING US BACK THE WAY WE HAD COME. WE COULD SEE A FEW FOREST LADS MOBBING UP BEHIND PLOD BY THIS TIME. BACK PAST THE STATION AND MET A FEW MORE LADS S.P. AND THE MACKWORTH LOT, WE STARTED THE WALK DOWN TO TRENT BRIDGE AND THE CITY GROUND. GETTING TO THE BRIDGE WE SAW A GOOD MOB OF FOREST AT THE BACK OF THE TRENT END. RUNNING DOWN THE STEPS WE LET FLY WITH WHAT WAS LEFT OF THE BOTTLES AND A GOOD OLD FASHIONED SCRAP KICKED
OFF WHAT WE DID'T KNOW WAS THAT THE FOREST MOB THAT WAS BEHIND PLOD WERE NOW COMING OVER THE BRIDGE AND TRAPPED US FROM BEHIND. OUT NUMBERD AND WITH NO WERE TO GO THE FIGHTING GOT PRETTY DESPERATE. AFTER ABOUT FIVE MINS YOU COULD SEE A LARGE MOB OF DERBY COMING OVER THE BRIDGE A BIT LIKE THE CAVALRY A SPECIAL MUST HAVE COME IN UNFORTUNATLY A GOOD AMOUNT OF OB CAME WITH THEM AS WELL. THE FIGHTING WAS BROKEN UP BY HORSES AND WE WERE ESCORTED INTO THERE POP SIDE. WE CRAMMED IN AS CLOSE TO THE TRENT END AS WE COULD GET AND MANY LADS FROM BOTH SIDES WERE TRYING TO GET AT EACH OTHER IT WAS A FANTASTIC ATMOSPHERE WITH A GOOD FEW ARRESTS ON BOTH SIDES MAINLY FOR TRYING TO CLAMBER OVER THE FENCING. IT WAS AT THIS POINT WHEN P.R. WAS ARRESTED NORMALY IT WAS JUST A £25 FINE BUT P HAD BEEN ARRESTED THE WEEK BEFORE SO COULD HAVE BEEN FACING A SHORT SHARP SHOCK. THEY DRAGGED HIM TO THE BACK TO GET HIM OUT AND INTO THE VAN. WE HAD TO DO SOMETHING SO K O'R WITH A LOAD OF OTHERS MADE THERE WAY TO THE BACK AND CHARGED THE OB WHO HAD HOLD OF P. WE MANAGED TO GET P BACK BUT THE FUCKERS SET THE DOGS ON US WITH SEVERAL LADS BITTEN INCLUDING K. AFTER THE GAME ONLY A FEW SMALL SCRAPS BACK TO THE STATION AS PLOD KEPT A TIGHT GRIP ON THE ESCOURT FRONT. STILL HAPPY DAYS
