And for those that don't speak PPF, I will try and translate. The OP was attacked by a weedily built Portsmouth supporter and this has caused a rift with his friend Emma.
First game in Div One against Arsenal 1979, I was 14 at the time and with my dad in the chicken run next to the Arsenal fans.
At the end of the game my old man decided to walk through the Arsenal fans to get to my nan’s flat in Sackville Rd, I had a blue and white scarf round my neck and through the crowd appeared some p!ssed up Gooner who homed in on my bugle with a head butt.
Luckily I was nimble enough to pull back and not take the full force, and then my old man offered him out but he didn’t take up the offer, so we had a laugh about it on the way home, but welcomed to Division one.
Got a bloodied nose in the North stand. Peter Ward scored in milliseconds.....Derby? My mate punched the air, me behind him, smacked me one. Those silk scarves do not soak up blood very well
Not been whacked but did have a police horse's arse pushed into my face by a copper trying to get us all from the road onto the pavement, which was chock full of people.
Given the choice I'm not sure I wouldn't rather take a punch than have close encounter with an equine anus.