daschoo;2784258 said:
being in scotland i've never received much for my cowboys top, i did have some guy from jersey having a go but it was just a good natured bit of banter.
wearing celtic colours however is a different story. 11 years ago this month when i was 16 celtic won the league for the first time in ten years. the league, like this year which is what reminded me of this, went down to the last day of the season. when we won me and my friend went into town to to head out towards the stadium to join in the celebrations, obviously wearing our colours. when we got off the train in town as we were walking through central station we had to walk by a group of about 8 or 9 rangers fans in their thirties who were shouting abuse at us calling us fenian *******s and spitting at us. have had abuse a couple of times but that is easily the worst example i personally have encountered. just wondering about other folks experiances?
I never really experienced much of that, but I did see the other side of it... back in 92, I took the pilgrimage to Dallas for the season opener on Monday night, against the Skins... my cousin Lee went with me, and he's a lifelong Skins fan (as might be expected when you learn he lived in the DC suburbs his whole life)...
Lee's half Italian, his last name is Natoli, and he's built like some Italian men are, which is to say he looks a lot like a short nose tackle... I mean, the guy's a freakin' tank (maybe 5-10, and back then he went 280-290 easy)... his calves were thicker than a lot of guy's thighs...
Well, we flew in on Saturday, figuring we'd take in some sights... on game day Monday, we decided to do some shopping at the mall in Irving, then go bowling... I was dressed in full Cowboys regalia, Lee was in his Skins garb...
We stopped at the Winn Dixie to pick up a cheap cooler and some sodas, the checkout lady gave Lee gentle grief about being a Skins fan... we went bowling, the lady on the lane next to us gave him grief... we stopped by Whataburger so that I could give Lee a taste of the real Texas, and the lady who served us our burgers gave him grief... every time, it was middle aged to somewhat older ladies who got on him... Lee didn't know what to do...
I loved it... LOL...
Then of course, going into the game we caught some hell from Boys fans, but again it was fun hell, nothing ugly... I even caught a little flak for hanging out with the "enemy"... during the game, Lee was a great sport (the Boys posted a rousing victory over the defending Super Bowl champs, starting out with a safety on Mark Rypien by Charles Haley on the game's first series), to the point that the REALLY large young man sitting by us declared him an honorary Boys fan... said Lee was too cool to be a Skins fan... I was happy about that, because the guy had to go 6-8, and was well in excess of 300 pounds... Lee was even giving out high fives to the Boys fans by game's end...
Then came the long walk back out to the car... again, let me repeat that the Boys had just won, and won big... but Lee caught crap from all kinds of drunks, and this was not friendly crap... he wound up putting his radio headphones on, and trudged along oblivious... instead, I was the one who damn near wound up getting into a fight; Lee might be a Skins fan, but other than that single character defect, he's as find a man as you'd ever want to meet, and he's my cousin... so I told a coupla jerks to back off, and thought that it was gonna get physical there for a minute...
Meanwhile, Lee's halfway to the car... he doesn't have the first clue what's goin' on...
