Rare gold this
Were the two events connected?
Haha no, not as far as I know.
I was ejected for flicking the Vs at the home fans. Sounds silly and is. This being 05, I still had my rock and roll hair down my back, had a scarf tied round my head and was wearing that season’s mustard yellow away shirt. So I was somewhat recognisable. As I’m walking for a half-time piss, there’s a mob of 50 or so home fans screaming all sorts so I flicked the Vs and walked on. Cop grabs me and warns me not to do it again.
I did what any rational 20 year old who’s been drinking since midday would do and went and told another nearby policeman how much of a knobhead the one who’d just warned me was.
I go the toilet and as I’m heading back, more abuse, spit and everything else is headed my way, so instinctively (and foolishly) I flick the Vs and head back to find my mates. I then find a hand clamped around my wrist and who is it? Not the policeman who warned me but of course the one I complained to.
In the van I go along with some little scrote who’s climbed the fence to spit on the home fans.
I get to the police station and have to empty my pockets and I’m carrying two phones. Not because of any side hustle but because I had a SIM card with a limited number of 3p texts so used that for texting the missus, as it was only to a certain network or whatever. Anyway nobody ever wants to pull two phones out of their pocket at a police station so it certainly raised an eyebrow.
I quietly nodded along, duty solicitor said take the fine, do I did. The policeman who’d arrested me says to me he hopes we smash them in the second leg and that he’s a Boro fan, and then says he will ****** me back to meet my mates because that was the Hartlepool firm I swore at and I’m looking highly recognisable.
So we get to my mates, and then we walk to his car, and lo and behold his car keys are nowhere to be seen. So off to Asda we went where we bought a flyaway footy and some booze while another lad drove up with the spare key. Got home about 7am
Next day I was working in the pub, and they had karaoke. The manageress had a few drinks and gets on the micsinging ‘[GIMH] got arrested doo dah doo dah’ having got the news via my ever tight lipped missus