We’ve never had the polis fire rubber bullets on us, our worst days in football violence was around the late 80’s to the start of the 90’s, alough I was in town unfortunately the day the English landed at Central Station, I was very lucky that day and managed to hide in an arcade.and they still ran amok in our city smashing up loads, no I was not involved lol.
The famous Cup Final scene here also caused a mass brawl around the city in all the pubs, probably our worst day for random violence ever in and around the streets 99% of shit that went down that day would have been unreported, we don’t generally goto the hospitals at that time and stitched ourselves up, I have a scar on the bum to prove it lol getting me dad out the pub, he was fine and still playing domino’s as the pub exploded and I was outside playing when the ensuing mob was also fighting outside unknown to my dad across the road from our house, my mum saved us both
Then when that Asshole started playing the imaginary flute on the park during a old firm match and again our city exploded, atleast 1 person was murdered that day, you couldn’t walk the streets without being challenged and multiple teens landed in ICU, for such a small city & alough at times we kid ourselves that it doesn’t run through our whole city’s blood, it really does.
It’s hard to explain growing up here, it’s was like having an occupying force in the area, knowingly known that as certain people appear, certain people leave, the friends you grow up with will always protect you, except when they can’t and a few have fallen not knowing that certain individuals just don’t give any sympathy to the other side, it’s a constant battle, luckily the bad stuff went on before I was born and our family basically split, I’ve lost more friends than I can count between ages 16/21 because of the football as I went to a mixed school, with all the recruiting going on with the OO and other divisions of the Unionists ( Marty could explain far better than me here).
Except for the football our city is a great place, and every year it has improved alough after Brexit who knows what will happen, if we manage to get Independence we’ll still need to fight a war within our own borders and that’s what scare most Scots if the truth be told, these boys have roots everywhere here.