So, worst ride ever today. Abused a few times, which is fairly normal I guess, then suffered a tyre blow out and realised I had no pump with me. Another cyclist helped me out which was great and then was on my way. Heading home along Port Rd, just near the entertainment centre, about 50 youths crossed the road while the traffic lights were green. I held back and waited, and just as I was going through, about 5 more ran straight out and I had to come to a sliding stop. As im sure most could understand I said a few words, and then from behind me got shoved right over, knocking me to the ground. Thankfully one of their friends suggested that enough was enough and that I was on my way, somewhat shaken. Its days like these though that I really question what people are made of.