My uncle was a bit of a handy goalkeeper in the 1960’s, starting off at Arsenal and going on to play over 300 games for Hull City. One day after training, a young fan saw him eating an orange whilst walking through town. The following week a few oranges were thrown into his goal from the terraces, word got round that he was a big fan of oranges. This continued week after week, with club officials having to come on before the game and clear the goal of dozens of oranges. One away game, think it was Sheffield, my uncle was hit (accidentally) by an orange thrown by an enthusiastic young fan, who was promptly arrested. The case went to court I believe, and he went to give evidence in support of the young boy.