Football? It’s either in your blood..or it ain’t. Don’t try to understand it if you already can’t :p

It was summed-up beautifully in an ages-old documentary on telly called “The Knockers” (the ne’er-do-wells who flog dusters and ironing board covers door-to-door) where one of ’em put it so succinctly thus:

“You’re either football or you’re Muggy Bonehead.”

The World Cup and the European Championships are all very well…a time for those that follow cr@p sides from the lower leagues to see some decent football (check the flags in the crowd). Most of my mates will only be cheering on the lads from the teams they support. Only time I got into the game last night was JT’s knock down to Lampard when he scored the equalizer. C’mon you Blue Boys!

Flood, far too easy to sneer down your nose at it. What goes on during the 90 minutes is only a minor part of it! I would never have been to half the cities I have, nor got to know a fraction of the people I do, if it weren’t for schlepping round the UK and Europe watching The Chels. If you’ve never done a week-long Jolly Boys’ football trip to a city like Milan, Barca, Prague, Rome, Palma, The ‘Dam or Berlin I can promise you that you have missed out BIG style 😀 😀 😀

Steve

EDIT: well sh@g me old muvva’s boots, but ain’t the www a right triffic place!?

http://www.fatsquirrel.org/veghead/Bob_Mills-Football_and_Muggy_Bonehead.mp3

Sorted!