MaineRoad_96
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There are idiots and scum everywhere, I couldn't quite catch the words but there was chanting yesterday about the Grimsby manager.
Not quite as bad as the one about Ian Huntley, but similar jist.
There are idiots and scum everywhere, I couldn't quite catch the words but there was chanting yesterday about the Grimsby manager.
A town still very much stuck in the eighties.
This thread has stirred memories of my own involvement in a racist incident back in the 1980s. And I can still feel the burning shame of the memories today.
It was an away game at Scunthorpe. We’d travelled up by train and were walking through the towns prescinct and onto a main road. When a van screeched to a halt and a black lad was pinned up against the wall by a group of policemen. He was roughed up and verbally abused by them. We initially tried to intervene, as the Black lincoln fan had been with us since leaving the train and had not been up to any mischief whatsoever.
But more police arrived with truncheons flashing and dogs barking and snapping. So we backed off from the sickening scene.
What could we do? I’d only have been arrested for stopping this clear racist incident.
The black lad moved away from Lincolnshire not long after this incident.
The racists had clearly won again.
There was that, yes. Can't 100% remember which game it was, though.Is this actually a thing? Or is it just another example of that bastion of truth and integrity, Twitter?
Did I imagine that some small group of visiting fans, claiming to be expert lip-readers accused Matt Rhead of racism last season without a shred of evidence?
Big L P ??This thread has stirred memories of my own involvement in a racist incident back in the 1980s. And I can still feel the burning shame of the memories today.
It was an away game at Scunthorpe. We’d travelled up by train and were walking through the towns prescinct and onto a main road. When a van screeched to a halt and a black lad was pinned up against the wall by a group of policemen. He was roughed up and verbally abused by them. We initially tried to intervene, as the Black lincoln fan had been with us since leaving the train and had not been up to any mischief whatsoever.
But more police arrived with truncheons flashing and dogs barking and snapping. So we backed off from the sickening scene.
What could we do? I’d only have been arrested for stopping this clear racist incident.
The black lad moved away from Lincolnshire not long after this incident.
The racists had clearly won again.
I can remember very few incidents of racism at Lincoln, even during the bad old days of the 70s. Poor Cec Podd used to take a bit from certain sections of Sincil Bank, but it was all very low key compared to big cities.
I was very shaken up and could not believe what I had just seen. Peter had seen it all before and attached no importance to it whatsoever. That told me a lot about the kind of life he had lived.
When on detachment with the RAF in the deep south of the good ole USA in 1980, the black ladies loved us as we would say please and thankyou when purchasing goods in their on base shops. Loved in when we would hold open the doors for them.