This was March 1984. The game ended 3-3. Quite a day.
I was also up in the corner of the Grandstand and was in that Western Mail picture on the Monday. Were you among the group of us who were escorted by the police out of the Grandstand, down the players' tunnel, around the pitch past the Canton and into the Bob Bank?
Chelsea were all over the ground that day - Grandstand, enclosure, Canton Stand, etc. I got slapped a couple of times when the fighting broke out, but got off relatively lightly if the truth be told. My mate Vaughan was about six stone dripping wet and was thrown around like a rag doll. What I remember most clearly was how frightened I was when the Chelsea mob began clambering over the seats and coming towards us. I'm pretty sure they were chanting 'War! War! War!' Scary stuff.
Relax though, Bobby. I didn't get arrested.
