Plenty! I wasn't a big lad and didn't fancy my chances! I only got into 'combat'

on two occasions. One was on Newport train station and the other was in a car park in Blackpool, early nineties-that was quiet nasty as there wasn't anywhere to run, i was fighting with this fat lad with black curly hair (and doing alright, even if i say so myself!) We didn't start it though. Anyway, Transpires that the four blokes who we were fighting were City fans and not Blackpool fans

i became good mates with one of them.
As for avoidance, done that a few tomes, i had eyes like a shit house rat and could see a situation arising!