I went to watch Telford United today. As a Shrewsbury Town fan I should, strictly speaking, only venture into Telford’s ground with a can of petrol and a box of matches but my employer sponsors the club and we got a box for free so I bit the bullet and went with my colleagues (including the Ginger Liberation Army’s chief nuclear physicist at Views from the Asylum).
It was a good laugh – Telford were absolutely dire and lost 2-0 to Barrow but it was a good afternoon. The Telford fans were goading the Barrow fans who were already a bit hyperactive (too much Sunny D on the coach down I think) and the stewards spent quite a lot of their time down Barrow’s end in the hour preceding the game.
Just a couple of things worth noting if any Barrow fans read this:
The non-stop chants of “Who are ya” were very inspired but the fact you’d just driven to Telford and the name of the club was printed on the tickets you bought, it was a bit of a stupid question. And the immensely entertaining “You’re Welsh and you know you are” is what they sing to wind up Shrewsbury fans who live in Shrewsbury which used to be near the Welsh border a few hundred years ago.
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Indeed. And as a ginger, it was quite nice to see some fellows of the clan on the pitch playing the game today. It’s only one small step from football to full equality…
Equal rights for gingers? Never! :p
In russia, Gingers are reffered to as ‘Accursed by God’, though it is slightly mpre poetic in the native tounge
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Next time you write the word “Russia”, make sure you start it from a capital letter, North Briton.
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Next time you write ‘North Briton’ maje sure you spell it ‘Scot’
It was a mistake, my Mrs is Russkie 😉