Took my Ukrainian boy last night and he aboslutely loved their fans. Couldn't keep his eyes off them. "Why can't our fans be like that".etc
How do you explain to a 15 year old that if you took a thousand Mancs and told them that every single one of you bar none needs to arrive together like a marching band, wear three outfits, all at the same time, bounce up and down in sync, do little wiggles and bobs etc, that most would laugh and tell you to fuck off?
I mean, on the bottom two tiers, it was EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM who followed the routine. There wasn't one who didn't wear the clobbers and all that. They all had two outfits and two scarfs. What the actual fuck? I'd rather be a rugby fan than wear a fucking yellow bin bag and then twirl it round my head when ordered to during a game.
It's not very often these days but sometimes I am still proud to be English.