My experience of Trencin wasn't quite like that, but the Police did escort us from Bratislava Airport all the way to the match....
It's not just me then! I even loved going to Lokeren, other than a mad twenty minutes in that narrow street after the game that I'd like to never repeat. Even that water cannon truck was pretty amusing - were they really willing to turn it on a group of City fans milling around disinterestedly while they waited to get back to the bars in Ghent? I don't think so.
I loved the Ferry across, the night before in Ghent, took all the family too, the afternoon in Ghent, and the pre match up to 6.00 on Lokeren market place but after that what happened was scandleous. If I'd have been with a group of lads I wouldn't have given a toss about the appalling way we were herded about by the police because you expect it, but when you have young grand children with you who were terrified then you see it in in a different light. I could have been locked up that night for defending my grand kids against baton waving hyperactive robo cops. They were battering people to the ground, whilst we were under a hail of bottles and bricks, so anyone condoning that cannot have been where we, and hundreds of others were, kettled in by the police for a lot more then 20 mins..
That's what I said. I still see a City fan today with a six inch scar on his head from a police baton. Bastards.
