Tel Aviv, Feb 1981, Israel v Scotland. Me and wee bruv had gone out to the game (0-1, Dalgleish '54, thank you for asking). Many headbangers there incl. the legendary Frank The W@nk Frae Clydebank. He was staying in the hotel room next to us. Day after the game we get a knock on the door. Would we like to attend Frank's wedding to his sweetheart of several days standing. It's to be held later that day in the pub across the road. Only one answer to that obviously. So we all go there, see the happy couple splice the knot, then proceed to take drink. Following morning we're blearily having breakfast when somebody, incapable of speech through paroxysms of laughter chucks a copy of the Jerusalem Post at us. There, splashed right across the front page is a photo of the somewhat riotous wedding. The caption underneath the photo reads something along the lines of "Scotland Fans Make Merry As Frank The W@nk Marries His Fiancee Morag The Slag, Officiated Over By The Reverend George Guinness"
And if any NSCer is possibly able to track down that long-lost copy of the Jerusalem Post, I solemnly swear I will happily buy them their full body weight in the alcoholic beverage of their choosing.