I remember working as crew flying out to Faro in the summer of 2004 during the Euro 2004 football tournament. During boarding I noticed a well-to-do looking young lady sat in the front row wrapped in her pashmina. We encountered a discrepancy with the numbers so after several headcounts and conflabs with the ground staff I grabbed the PA and asked, "Is anyone NOT flying to Faro?". The lady raised her hand and showed me a boarding card for Nice (not sure how she got passed the crew, whoops
). When I told her we were going to Faro she looked at me in disbelief and said, "Are you sure?". At that moment I glanced up and could see 150 blokes, all wearing football shirts, running up and down the aisle, shouting, singing, swearing, farting, belching, waving flags about and other shenanigans. I couldn't believe she'd actually queued up and boarded the aircraft with that lot thinking they were all going to the Cote d'Azur for their annual jollies!