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mad4city said:A long p[ost but a true story...
I've been educated by reading this thread.
You see, I'm just back from a bit of a holiday and I spent last Saturday in a pub in Spain, decked out in my City jersey, watching the Everton game. There was a couple behind me; a Spurs fan and his wife and as the second half progressed with Everton dominating, he started to lay into me about how we were bottlers and a waste of money and always going to be in the shadow of... well, you get the picture.
Well, what could I do only let it in one ear and out the other? After all, I'm sat there with my wife and our two year old is asleep in his buggy; we're on hols, the life's easy, the sun is shining and sure, what of it? It's only a bit of banter, right? So, I laughed it off and shot a few remarks back. He laughed too - quite heartily - as I recall.
So, then came the Spurs v Blackpool game and his smile steadily drains away as he goes quieter and quieter.
"Making a worse job of it than our lot?" I suggested after the two penalties. I was trying to remain friendly - like I say, it was holiday time.
No reply. It's all picture and no sound for a good while until...
Defoe scored.
Well, tables were banged amid hollors of joy. Hugs and kisses ago-go for his missus. It was a good thing our kid had already woken up because this lad would have roused the dead.
"See that, City?!" he roared. "See that! That's how ya come back! We never lie down like your lot, today!"
I gritted my teeth and the wife gave me one of her 'don't start' looks.
Of course, you'll be aware that it didn't last long for him. The game ended and the realisation that a draw was fuck all good to them was probably compounded by me punching the air at the final whistle.
So, as we finished our drinks (and no, I wasn't on the piss with a two year old in tow) he starts to grumbling...
"What we oughta get is a billionaire facking Arab!" he says bitterly.
"Ye should never have hung up the phone on Abramovich, should ye?" I respond.
"I was talking to my facking wife!!" he roars at me.
"He was talikng to me," confirms his facking wife.
"Fair enough," I say and bid them good day (to no reply).
I left thinking that well, every club has dickheads and he just happens to be a jealous, ignorant Spurs dickhead.
Imagine my surprise when I read this thread and find out that he's typical of the species.
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