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on December 7, 2025, 6:08 pm, in reply to "It’s the same everywhere. Go to any London pub when the cunts are on…"
I’d resigned myself to a defeat.
Then just I was coming out, walking past one of the screens in front of a few cockneys, I looked up to a thing of beauty!
Needless to say I jumped up clench fisted, shaking it at the Kopites who had just put down their empty glasses
They soon scuttled off out the door to a load of jeers and laughs from the local Spurs and Arsenal fans all rooting for us!
Lovely stuff
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And it’s full of cockney biffs in shirts drinking Fosters tops and clapping every time they get a corner
Helmets to a man
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Went out for a quick bite with the missus after watching our lot, not knowing they were on. "Would've stayed at home I knew this cunts were on" I said to her. Paid little or no attention to it after that.
Their second goes in and some pleb (Youtube reaction video type) and his young fella seem to be cheering aggressively toward us. I had my back to them but my missus gave me the eyes. In my head, am wondering where the fuck that's coming from.
Leeds' second goes in and I give a cheer (as do plenty of others). A little voice pipes up, "keep it shut". Herself tells me that's definitely at me. Right so.
Their third goes in and the very first thing he's shouting is "fucking silence over there now, what?".
The equaliser goes in and am laughing, not dancing on the table like I should, partially worried about VAR and those cunts getting a fourth.
Final whistle, his kid heads off to the jacks, so I head over to your man and ask if he's alright. Most of it is trying to take the sting out of it, who the fuck needs this on a Saturday night, but some of it is wondering what the fuck is going on really. Get nothing back from him.
"Alright, thought you were shouting over there at me earlier?".
"Nope". Buries his head in his phone.
"Grand. So you know this isn't the Kop? You can cheer and shout all you like, but so can anyone else."
Nothing back again. Sat back down, my missus asks it I'm alright and then he pipes up then, with my back turned "Ask him if it's alright to call us cunts?"
So he's been listening to us all night, private convo, and obviously been hanging on to whatever I said once their game kicked off. He fucked off straight after that anyway.
Don't know here to start really. If we leave the ridiculousness of some thin-skinned child taking personal offence at everyone not loving a bunch of millionaires kicking a ball around in another country as much as he does. It's the fucking entitlement of them is off the charts. There is no-one fucking like them. Over here, it seemed to start around Istanbul, and since then they've gotten progressively worse in pubs. Only United can match them over here for numbers, and in general Utd fans are grand.
Is this the same everywhere? It's just so fucking weird that this kind of pig-headed entitlement can cross borders like this?
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