The first time I got a season ticket the women at the kiosk said just go out through the tunnel and over to the East Stand and when you decide what seat you want come back, so I went out the tunnel and walked across the pitch at the half way line.
I got about 30 or 40 feet across and Andy spied me. Obviously went fucking ballistic!
Something about three stripes on the sleeves of a football shirt and a trefoil on the chest. Another what might have been if we had stuck with Adidas in 1982.