My fave at Mansfield was in 76 when they played Palace, trying to complete the 92 grounds. Copped a local wench on the terraces, invited back to Kirkby with her for a few drinks in this backwater mining village, then back her house for some fun, because her parents had gone out. I waited for a bus back to Alfreton, it never come so ended up walking back to the station. It was shut. Clocked this pub called the Railway Hotel so i thought I will give this a try for a nights kip. Banged on the door for ages and this angry bloke opened the door and took a swing at me, I made a steady retreat up the road with him behind me shouting all sort's of swear words at me. He finally gave up so I ended up sleeping in a phone box that night. Bussed it back to Sheffield the following day, and then train back to Manc.