Was in Nice for my birthday two years ago, and we were playing Man City!
Before the match I treated myself to a boss pair of shades.
So I found a bar and me and my mate hooked up with these boss Indian reds who were wearing Gerrard and Suarez shirts. Was a great game, but we won fairly late on..
By which time these mancs were shouting abuse, "f-- you red c--s" style stuff once they twigged the place had a significant red contingent. Predictably English.
When I was coming out after the match, one of them swung for me - I leaned back, avoiding it, but the fucker caught my new shades which were hanging off my tshirt neck by the leg (I always do this), breaking the fucking things!!
The red lads get in between me and him. He was shouting about scouse c-s, a real piece of art this fellow.
Still worth it. We fucking did City that day and my birthday was boss
Bit of a shame in that I've previously only had good experiences with Manchester City fans.