Swansea away early 80's. We were behind the goal with the Jacks above us in the stand. Think they went up that year and we were too near the bottom for comfort. Peter Kitchen scored a late equaliser and all hell broke loose from above. Stones, bottles of piss and even darts came raining down. Even getting out was a nightmare as the old bill insisted on escorting us all to the station which was miles from where my car was and threatened to arrest me for arguing.