I first started going to Ninian Park on more than an ad hoc basis in the 1999/2000 season. Started going down with a guy who I thought was a City nut. He used to talk passionately about being a City fan. Sometime during the season he stopped going. He said it wasn't fun any more.
Soon enough he told me that he used to go to games for the violence. Nothing else. He'd hardly seen a game in years, but went with me a few times. He knew nothing about the players on the pitch. Talking to him about the history of the club was a bit like "Man City, yeah, remember getting stuck into some of their fans". His knowledge of the club was pretty dire when probed but he could tell stories of glories and being seriously beaten up.
For about 6 months he used to pay me decent money to act as a taxi for him. He used to wander around the mountains after dark shooting animals. Also once told me he was delighted his 14 year old daughter could shag like a bunny. Very odd and deranged individual.