a post on the rough pub etiquette thread got me thinking..
As a lad I used to occasionally stand on the terraces at Exeter City (The first match I ever saw at St James Park was with my grandad when I was around 7 years old – it was against Millwall in the late 70s and he warned me that we might have to leave before the end… we left before half time I think)
So after a long lay off, I started going again with mates when we were at secondary school… we loved standing in the Cowshed with the rowdiest songsters and singing our hearts out on a Saturday afternoon..
My favourite that had me giggling for days after each time it was sung was about local rivals Plymouth Argyle and had a Christmas theme..
In beautiful choir-like tones it would begin..
‘Away in a manger no crib for a beeeeeeeeeed… The little lord Jesus woke up and he saaaiiiid… WE HATE ARGYLE AND WE HATE ARGYLE WE HATE ARGYLE AND WE HATE ARGYLE… WE ARE THE ARGYLE HATERS!’
It would be pulled out at any match against any opponent at Christmastime.. the juxtaposition was a thing of sheer beauty
happy times