I think it depends on who you meet, when and how.
In our home game this season there were a couple of them who must have been two of the most unpleasant human beings I've ever clapped eyes on. One was a good 6ft 6 with the weight to go with it and would have been, say, mid 30s to mid 40s. He'd got riled on Falmer station about someone saying they'd only won because of their money and was looking for whoever it was who said it, offering out kids and old men as he went. An absolute Grade A, 24 carat James Blunt.
On the other hand, on the semi final day my mate had ended up booking himself and his son into a hotel in Harrow (me and Boy were staying at my mum's in Norf London). We met in his hotel and decided to have a pint on the way to Harrow-on-the-Hill, not realising that the trade off for us getting the Green Man was all the pubs in Harrow were City only. We sneaked into a boozer but my son had a scarf and my mate a lapel badge. A table full of City fans insisted we stayed for a pint anyway and had a good chat with both the young lads.
On experience one I'd put them right up with Leeds in the bellend league. But the guys we met in situation two were genuinely nice football fans who still remembered when they were in League One and how exciting Wembley is for a kid.
