Am I the only bloke who doesn't follow football? I'm not anti- football, it just doesn't appeal to me personally.
Why do the "Engalund" beered up supporters from the local housing estates have to come to the pub next door to me and treat it like the terraces ie smashing glasses and chant their big mouths off until after midnight?
Why am I sitting here typing this at one oclock Sunday morning with earplugs in my still suffering and assulted ears?
Why will I find my garden wall decorated with half full beer and lager cans and the street splashed with sick in the morning? 
Why does it not fill my heart with joy to flick through the tv magazine and see there is more yet to come?
Well, that's my grumpy old man moan out of the way. "Come on you Enga-lund!"
Oh and it's England, by the way. The civilised place surrounded with water. Moan over. All the best England football team.
2006-06-11 @ 00:56