As an earlier poster said, FCUB fans - ie Happy Shopper rags - still sing songs about City playing in a 'council house'.
Surely a council house is better than being homeless? As the treacherous hypocrites are today, and as the other team they support were when City graciously let the tramps kip on our sofa for a few years to keep the skint, homeless joke of a club alive after the war.
Oh, they have another song about floodlights. Well, again the tramps had to come to City cap in hand to play European games at Maine Road because they couldn't afford electricity at the swamp back then. Once again, City were dignified and magnanimous in helping out the backwards paupers.
They seem to object to City having a publicly funded stadium, despite the fact their barn received huge amounts from the Government to bring it to a reasonable standard for the 1966 World Cup. Not like them to ignore historical fact, though, is it?
FCUB are ignoring their obese, middle-aged hooligan fanbase, augmented by their pig ugly, ferret faced offspring from inevitably broken homes, to portray themselves as an honourable, grass roots, working class enterprise. Posing in air-brushed, wind-swept adverts for The Co-op Bank all over the media this week, presumably while their real support were out spraying racist graffiti about our owners at 4am. Brave lads that they are.
So why, if they portray themselves as working class heroes, do they mock council housing and the millions of decent people who live in it?
Gross, rancid, despicable hypocrisy.
Finally, if FCUB Andy is the 'top boy', former rag fanzine writer, liar in chief and King Joker Andy Walsh, then your bluff was well and truly called 20 or so years ago in The Palace nightclub in Levenshulme. You couldn't handle a couple of lagers then, and you can't handle reality now. Speccy dickhead.
