I remember being held back for 20 minutes in the away end at Brisbane Road back in the early noughties. Apparently we had brought with us a reputation for roister-doistery.Sounds marvellous. The only downside I presume was being made to feel like a helpless infant, or a powerless citizen of a police state, rather than just a bloke going to watch a football match on a Saturday afternoon.
To be fair....it wasn't exactly the end of the world.
An important point to remember is that apparently some Palarse fans are hell bent-on leather. Trouble. I meant hell-bent on trouble.
So, keeping them in for a bit would save genuine Brighton supporters from having to dance around the Amex like it was unlucky to go the other way.
And then, of course, soon, we will be entertaining the charming ladies* and gentlemen of Marseilles.
*Let's face it. It will be gentlemen. Of a fashion. Innit.