I remember the day well. I remember getting off the bus and John Blackwell begging us to help him protect his bright yellow Boston United van. I remember the brutal fighting amongst themselves, Celtic V Rangers. I also remember the majority of Boston fans hiding their scarfs. I remember some of Boston's" hards " trying to put on a Scottish accent, so they didn't get a thumping. I can't remember the score, but think we won. I think nobody cheered when we scored. I remember a drunken Scot thumping the next man along side him in the toilets. The drunk had dropped his bottle of whiskey whilst trying to pee, and blamed the poor guy next to him. Our bus driver made us leave early, because he feared for his safety.