I was there too.
On Friday afternoon we were sitting outside, sunning ourselves and slurping a few beers at a cafe/bar right next to the church at Breda, when the sky suddenly turned black and the loudest crack of thunder I've ever heard, nearly made me jump out of my boots.
The thunder was followed by a streak of forked lightning, which hit the church steeple, and ran all the way down the front of the church, and onto and along the pavement below.
A monsoon of biblical proportions then followed the thunder & lightning, as everybody scattered and ran for cover.
Was absolutely mental before the game.
A massive brawl took place between both sets of fans, just across the road from the Fort pub.
For some reason, many of the visiting Mags doing battle, were wearing kilts.
Inside the ground, a lad stood just along from me in the Roker, lost an eye, when he was hit by a flying big seat, hoyed from the Mags section.
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I was not well at the time and the journey both to the airport here and to Herning the next day took a lot out of me. But it was a fine couple of days.
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