Back in March 2010 a friend and I were walking along Corso Vittorio Emanuele II in Turin during the afternoon of Fulham’s last 16 first leg game with Juventus. We were on our way to meet other Fulham fans in a bar ahead of the game that evening.
As we were walking down the busy road towards the bar, a black car saw us and started beeping his horn and shouting at us out of the window in Italian. My friend and I decided to keep our heads down, not engage and carry on walking. But the driver carried on shouting at us before he eventually swerved across the road and pulled his car up on the pavement in front of us. He jumped out and said: ‘You English?’ At this point there was not much point trying to pretend otherwise so we sheepishly nodded our heads. ‘Wait there’ he said as he went round to the back of his car, opened the boot and brought out a large, black duffle bag.
