- Jul 7, 2003
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First full row back, the two muppets on the left and then five and six along the guy with his son.
Sad acts.
The guy who got booted out is the one in the burgundy shirt with the white t-shirt underneath, with the boy- presumably his son- to his right.
There was a Albion fan stood behind us yesterday who kept screaming c**t at someone or other (probably Ashley Barnes or anyone vaguely Ipswich related). Amid standard other swearing of course.
I asked if he wouldn't mind toning it down a bit, even if only in relation to THAT particular word, owing to the presence of a ten year old girl stood next to me.
He told me to pipe down, as it were, because "it's football innit". Good one, fella. You can justify anything if "it's football". How silly of me to forget.
I don't feel the need to watch football in a sanitised environment for a second, and I freely admit to occasionally letting slip the odd profanity when the moment requires it (such as the umpteenth misplaced pass or a clear handball in the box not spotted by the officials). But I can't be the only one who isn't particularly taken with a constant scream of "C**T" at a match, especially when it's not even remotely in the context of the situation (such as when the game is flowing normally and nothing controversial is going on).
If that was you: bravo. I bet you're not like that with your wife/girlfriend/kids at home.