Maybe I get scared easier than most as I seem to have a list as long as my arm! I had a run of beign assaulted by men twice my age due to being tall which was very annoying. In no particular order
Macc on Boxing Day - Circa 1987 - (age12) - Me and my mate walked out of the golf road end and past a load of Macc fans. One was really fat (oo the irony) and as we walked past I blew my cheeks out and did that spaceman walk that you used to do to really big people, he saw me and chased me. Turned out that he was a fat sprinter, I ran up Sandileigh and for no reason at all decided to do an immediate right and hide behind Rent Equip. He saw me and chased me down the entry and punched me in the face. Remember beign worried about going home as my Gran was round and I would have to explain why my cheek was massive.
Colchester away 1991- As mentioned by Joe, 7000 in the ground, about 200 from Alty (which was massive for us then), the home end was full so the police thought they would let a few squaddies into our end as there was some room. Within five minutes I looked to my right and there was windmill punches being rained on anyone from the North. I looked left and Rob Dawson was hiding behind me despite me being 16 and him about 28! Got a smack on the nose from a man who was wider than he was tall. One of my memories of the day was Pete Hennerly lifting children over the barrier onto the pitch to get them away. Not nice at all.
Port Vale at home - 15 vale fans decided the home end was more fun and proceeded to ruin the match by standing right next to us chanting "vale, vale,vale". We were awful that day. I think it was Carl Dyson who got out very late consolation goal. It wasn't even worth celebrating, i clapped and a bloke grabbed my adidas managers coat and dragged me from the back of the golf rd end to the front. Really no need!
Halifax at home - The game when they all came in fancy dress. Again managed to get a smack, this time from a guy in a prison outfit with a ball and chain around his foot. I knew then that the early release of prisoners was not a good thing. Two arabs just laughed at me and a crocodile just carried on smoking.
Morecambe away - I think we won one nil and I was clapping Barry Butler off when the biggest Leeds fan in the world hit me from behind. It was like on a cartoon when a boxer knees wobble, they see colours and fall over. Never clapped Barry Butler again.
I should point out that I have been to matches and not been assaulted! Due to our excellent stewarding and me beign a big quicker with ducking, not seen much in the last ten years.
Happy times!