Saw plenty of fights inside nighters in the mid to late 70's but they were over drugs,not football. Walking from the station to the Casino could be a bit scary though, relatively few locals ( they weren't soulies, don't know about football fans ) used to wait for us and hassle us. If all the soulies had stuck together we would have easily seen them off but I suppose most of us were wary of attracting attention in case we got busted.
One local lad pulled a knife on me and my mate one night but did a runner when my mate produced his dad's bread knife from his addidas bag. Stunner, just like that scene in Crocodile Dundee where he says "call that a knife"
Some locals tried to have a go at Yate once but everyone stuck together and the locals that couldn't run fast enough got a right kicking
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