
We were standing on the Ilderton Road End minding our own business when this little group of scruffy kids came along the terrace, picked us out and started asking a lot of questions. They had clearly decided we were not Millwall. At half-time my mate went to the bog and was confronted by these 11-12 year olds, one of which laid the nut on him and broke his nose. Years later I realised that these kids, dressed in short trousers, braces and hobnail boots, were what was to become the so called F-Troop and a little Harry the Dog was there too. Millwall had a fearsome mob in those days led by a bloke who went by the name of Bomber.
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