My first "proper"away other than Wembley/semi finals was Man U,1981-82 season,I was 16, warmish night in September,we were on our way back to our old inconspicuous white Ford Transit vanlol after the game crossing that Salford Bridge when all hell broke lose,there was an arranged fight between their "firm" and ours set up as it turned out,it was all over the papers the next day,a Man U lad Jobe Henry(I've never forgotten the name)was slashed almost to death with a Stanley knife,I've never run as fast in my life it could have been so easy to get caught up in that as an innocent bystander,grim times,could have put me off for life.