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Hetzkes Ballet Teacher
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Went to Hillsbrough for the Semi in 92 - 5 of us in the car, 4 of us drinking. Pulled off the M1 at the junction we were told to in all the media to the back of a queue on the slip road and we could see police up ahead on the roundabout. The cars in front started to throw cans out of the windows, after a few seconds we clicked on they were searching the cars with the threat of being arrested or, worse still missing the match. Panic sets in ... we had a matter of minutes to either drink 4 cans or dump them - got 2 down amid the fits of giggles a-la childish schoolboys knowing they were being naughty. Gets to the front of the queue, Frankie winds window down, copper says "going to the football lads ?". "Yes" says Frankie in his best voice. "Know how to get there?" asks officer. "Yes, been before" says Frankie. "Okay, enjoy yourselves" says officer waving us on. We looked back to see our cans rolling down the embankment
That was the only SAFC away game where I never, in any way shape or form, for even a millisecond, thought we might lose.