Χέιζελ, 40 χρόνια μετά
I went to find some beer, taking a red and white cap to give some protection from the sun. Walking down a narrow street, I saw a group of boys laughing almost hysterically. Seeing my quizzical look, they pointed at a shop. It was a jewellers with no protective grating over the window. All you could do was laugh.
Farther on, I saw a group of Juventus supporters, and one was wearing a black and white sun hat. It would give me more cover in the heat, so I swapped with him. Only he clearly did not want to part with his hat. He had no choice.
Ο Tony Evans αναδημοσιεύει στα 40 χρόνια από την τραγωδία του Χέιζελ, ένα κείμενο που είχε γράψει πριν 20 χρόνια. Ήταν ο ίδιος εκεί (όπως ήταν και στο Χίλσμπορο τέσσερα χρόνια αργότερα) και αφηγείται πώς μια μέρα που ξεκίνησε ως εκδρομή κατέληξε σταδιακά σε χάος και τελικά σε εφιάλτη.
When groups of young, aggressive, predominantly working-class men are put in confrontational situations, then there will be confrontation. There was.
Κι η κατάσταση ολοένα και ξέφευγε:
At the ground there was madness. People were staggering, collapsing, throwing up. A large proportion of Liverpool fans seemed to have lost control. We met a group of mates who had come by coach. A fellow passenger we all knew had leapt off as soon as they arrived and attacked two people, one an Italian, with an iron bar.