That was just the normal Sporting experience back in the 90s, better to spend the game typing away on the old typewriter than to watch 11 pub players on the pitch.About thirty or forty lads who only made any noise when instructed to do so by their leader who had a loudhailer. He didn't really need it, they were completely silent the rest of the time , he could have whispered what to sing next and we'd all have heard it.
It was an awful game.
The most noteworthy thing about our whole time there was this fan club leader chap, who looked the spitting image of a beleaguered thirty-something pen-pusher from an office supplies company. When he wasn't loudhailing he sat down with his back to the game and started bashing away on an old Olivetti portable typewriter. The whole match. He can't have seen more than a couple of minutes of action, such as it was, the whole time we were there.

Was it a friendly game? August... could have been. I say this because there should have been a larger group of lunatics there, Juve Leo, their most important ultras group. South end of the stadium, I think.