ruralblue wrote:Dameerto wrote:I love Uwe, I hate Leeds - I'm going to have to become a kind of Yorkshire equivalent of a Bosnian fan
Same here regards love of Uwe but a hatred of Leeds!. My first ever football game as a kid was watching Huddersfield play them at Leeds Road. Think I was about five and still can remember the blood and scenes of terrible violence and it wasn't caused by the Town lot.
Also in our Village it seems to go like this....
Decent working folks seem to follow Bradford, the 'less desirable / thugs / coke head' types all follow Leeds.
I assume there's not many decent folk in your village then?
I don't mind Leeds, I wasn't around in the 70s, so the first Leeds team I ever really remember was Howard Wilkinson's title winning side. We went on a football tour in Italy at that time, and the coach was a big Leeds fan, being young and impressionable, bribed us into doing a conga INTO the Trevi fountain singing Howard Wilko's barmy army.....of course the police weren't amused, and fortunately as we were only about 14 at the time avoided arrest. I also seem to recall rooting for them in the early days of the champions league in 92/93 in an amazing game against Stuttgart. Beyond that I remember the young side off the late 90s/early 00's, particularly the team that came and schooled us 5-2 at Maine Rd in the cup - so much to admire about that team.
In my trips to Leeds over the few years where we passed them as we rose and they dropped, I never really had much cause to dislike the fans. Besides, it reminds me of one of Rochdale's worst ever hooligan incidents which really could have come from one of the recent spate of movies, but is in fact true. Leeds were playing City, and United playing Bradford........a train full of both teams fans pulled up at Rochdale station and on seeing each other the trains emptied and ended up in a massive brawl in and around the train station spilling into the town centre as more trains pulled in from each direction over the next hour.
I can't dislike any fans that would get off a train on the way to a different match, just to stick it to a bunch of rag cunts.