Monday night when we equalised I did a standing up "get the **** in you bastard!!!!!" - two minutes later a bloke in a stewards outfit kicked me out of the ground (was previously sat next to our boys but across the aisle and in the home bit of the Doug Ellis stand). Wandered back to the WMC where the car was parked and ended up watching the second half with a bloke called George who had been on the sauce since lunchtime, had clearly pissed himself and scratched his arse a lot!!! Happy Days