if my memory still serves me well wasn't Boxing Day 1974 when Chris Garland scored 2 ? Arsenal were at their peak at the time and it was rough there ,caught the tube from Sloane Square over towards Highbury ,no Chelsea visible on the train ,pulled into one station and the biggest Arsehole imaginable got on ,long leather coat ,Aviator sun-glasses (december 26th ! ) and leather GLOVES ,i was only and young un and on my own but couldn't help but laugh at him and he weren't happy ,across the carriage from me was a lad and his girlfriend and they were Chelsea as the lad was red in the face wanting to have a go but his missus was telling very quietly to bide his time ,next station 4/5 gooners got on went straight over to the other cnut and started making arrangements to go in the clock end with him later ,he pointed at me and said summat to the other lads who then got off at the next stop leaving matey on his own again ,we were still 4/5 stops from the Arse and the next station the Chelsea lad and his missus got up as we got into the station and the Chelsea lad nutted the Gooner plumb on the nose and he went down like a sack of sh*t and just lay there until we got to the Arse ,i walked around to the Clock end on me own and went in to see little groups of gooners all over but no faces i recognised at all ,close to kick off a couple of rows went off and Arse far out numbered us , i was just stood minding my own business when i feel a kick on me leg ,look around and theres a couple of the lads from the tube giving me daggers but unbeknown to them or me a group of about 20 Chelsea was stood right next to where i was and this big f**ker says to me "you Chelsea ? " "yep i says " ,"well you come and stand here with us and see if they wanna start again " ,needless to say not another word was said by the Arse and we walked out at full time completely left alone by the gooners
One of the blokes was a Black Cab driver and he told me to jump in with him ,dropped me off at Victoria and even refused my offer of a few Quid (green notes in them days ! ) for his trouble ,his parting words were " Never let them Arsenal cnuts worry you Son ,they got no bottle "