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Ah you make me miss the real football my friend… i’ve been lucky enough to go to Selhurst twice back when my beloved Palace were in the Championshop (1st Division back then) and once hit the old Wembley for England v. Bulgaria friendly after the 98 World Cup… had some adventures here when the European Clubs come for the summer cash grab but it’s not nearly the same… we have a local club in USL 1 aka America’s Championship division but we have a shite supporters group who sing the most rubbish songs… years ago when this club played at a local high school i used a song from the old Bill Murray movie Meatballs and came up with some blinding lyrics that we used to sing, much better than the recycle shite they chant now… and full disclosure the Imac used to play for the academy and had a horrible experience so i guess my view is a bit biased… at least the tickets are relatively cheap!
Which brings me to how insane prices are for sporting events, here in the States you practically have to sell a kidney to afford a game, it’s ridiculous and once they have you inside the $$ for food/drink is frightening… $10 plus for a beer, the same for food… it’s easier to go down the pub and watch or better yet from my couch, lol! where i can get as high as i want!
Nice to see you out and about at the footie though, i was in an Indian joint a few weeks back and they had the cricket on and you came to mind, believe it was a big event, World Cup like? i’m still trying to figure the game out put i do enjoy watching it.
Hiya kono – well done for getting a better chant going! I’ve never known anyone who has invented anything like that.
Morecambe games are around 20/25 quid to get in, then beer is usually around a fiver. But that’s because they’re in the old division four.
And the cricket – it was probably the World Cup, yes, in the one-day version of the game. You’ll get the hang of it time you’re seventy :)
If you can find or have seen the old movie Meatballs there is a song at the end that the camp counselors sing, the lyrics were something like
We are the CITs so pity us/ the kids are brats the food is hideous/ we’re going to smoke and drink and fool around/ we are the North Star CITs…
My version for the club back when almost no one went to the games in 1999-2001 and they played at a local high school was this..
We are the Riverhounds so pity us/ our field is crap our D is hideous/ we’re going to smoke and drink and fool around/ we are the Pittsburgh Riverhounds… second time through we changed it field to fans, lol!!! the we were the supporters section back then, basically 6-8 of us, a guy we knew dated a woman who worked in their offices and told us they actually had meetings about us, they didn’t know what to do because they wanted us their but didn’t, lol!! fucking americans man ;)
whoops, the second line is - our D’s the shittiest, lol! it was the only time we actually used any foul language by suburban mom standards, the young kids at the games would gravitate towards us and we’d teach them the songs, obviously we were hooligans, lol! maybe i should do a proper post on it..
Happy Chrimbo and Merry New Year my friend… hope all is well, with all the typos in my comments up above i’m wondering how high i was when i wrote them, their? i mean there lol! think i’ll have another dab ;)
And to you kono! I’ve been away in Lancaster (family), Notts County (lost 5-0) and Swansea (lost 2-0) so apologies dor the late reply.
Those chants are great! And you must have really stood out there being only a few of you. I’d certainly be gravitating towards you hooligans. And you’re doing something right if there’s meetings about you.
A very happy new year to you, and all the best for ‘24.
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