My arl fella told me that story, although in his it was a crew of lads with sledge hammers
Ha ha ha. It was a police horse got squashed against the gate, and that and the surging crowd forced it open. Don’t think it was intentional, but hundreds took advantage.
I was at the first turn style from the gate, about 4 back when the gate burst. I almost went for it, but thought with my luck, it’ll close before I get there, and I’d lose my place in the queue after 40 mins, so I stayed where I was.
A night embedded in my memory.
Even the journey home, hitching a lift back to Swindon area, and got set on by a Bunch of wolves fans in a subway. But that’s another story. 😊