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Post by ojiveojive on Mar 8, 2006 13:38:58 GMT
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Post by Col ISIHAC. on Mar 8, 2006 18:49:33 GMT
If a picture paints....
Anything untoward posted here regarding that picture, and the thread gets it.
Right??
Seriously.
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Post by ojiveojive on Mar 8, 2006 23:48:03 GMT
ISIHAC are you a closet Arsenal supporter? I make no judgement, I just thought it was a funny juxtaposition considering current circumstances.
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Post by ambersalamander on Mar 9, 2006 12:17:15 GMT
Ha ha ha! ;D ;D ;D Brilliant. Since ISIHAC isn't here to defend himself, I shall say on his behalf that no, he isn't a closet Arse. I mean, Gooner. I think he's just trying to keep the board clean...and I shall assist if necessary  |
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Post by pies on Mar 9, 2006 12:28:10 GMT
Would it be OK to point out that picture was 1st published when Cole was threatning to sue the whole universe for not being allowed to have talks with Chelsea?
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Post by Col ISIHAC. on Mar 9, 2006 13:14:40 GMT
Ha ha ha! ;D ;D ;D Brilliant. Since ISIHAC isn't here to defend himself, I shall say on his behalf that no, he isn't a closet Arse. I mean, Gooner. I think he's just trying to keep the board clean...and I shall assist if necessary Gotta keep the Arse clean!! Thanks, Amber - I'm not a closet Gooner. My son is - and my father was, but thankfully, I appear to have been spared the apparent deep joy that can be obtained through Goonership. I'm perfectly happy getting my kicks from beating those around us in Connie Sarff!  |
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Post by ambersalamander on Mar 9, 2006 15:45:29 GMT
Genetics are very odd. Apparently these things CAN skip a generation.
For example, my dear old auntie Ingrid, the only football fan in the whole family (other than me of course) is a Gooner. I am not a Gooner, and neither is her sister, my mother.
Perhaps, though, my children will be Gooners. I hope not... However, despite me NOT being a Gooner, and in fact actively disliking the Gooners, I seem to be strangely attracted to Gooners. At least three of my past boyfriends have been Gooners, although I have of course got shot of all of them now and have found myself a nice Non-League gentleman as befits a Proper Football fan such as myself.
When we were children, my older brother Dan was a Tottenham. This is before he grew up and realised he hated football. I could almost swear that the aforementioned Auntie was also a Tottenham back then, but now she vehemently denies this, being as she is now a Gooner.
Can anybody explain this phenomenon, or should I write to the New Scientist letters page?
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Post by medibot on Mar 9, 2006 20:16:23 GMT
My family is nice and simple, Dad and his Dad are Wolves fans, Mum supports whoever Gareth is playing for (currently Corinthian Casuals) though got to go on many fun away trips to Watford games with my Watford mad Granpy. Funny how i have both my grandads and granpys first names as my middle names and i share ones love for proper beer and good football and the others addiction to mad, expensive and usually fruitless away trips following a football team and his design-like side too. Cool  |
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Post by Col ISIHAC. on Mar 9, 2006 20:53:01 GMT
When we were children, my older brother Dan was a Tottenham. This is before he grew up and realised he hated football. Can anybody explain this phenomenon, or should I write to the New Scientist letters page? You might be forgiven for suggesting that an avid dislike of football is a pre-requisite in order to be able to support Tottenham in the first place. ;D I'd go to the Fortean Times with this, though Amber |
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Post by coops on Mar 10, 2006 8:38:10 GMT
You said it. Yay for selective quoting! |
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Post by ambersalamander on Mar 10, 2006 10:01:36 GMT
My grandfather on my dad's side (who died long before I was born) was a passionate egg-chaser and a real ale lover. I seem to have inherited the penchant for beer (I hate lager) and I do like a bit of rugger, but he used to call football "That Other Game." My dad himself- well. The beer thing is there, but he doesn't watch or play ANY sport, unless you count Formula 1 before it got too commercial for him. Where, I wonder, does my love for football originate? Answers on a postcard, please!  |
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Post by medibot on Mar 10, 2006 10:57:36 GMT
You're the chosen one of the family, nobody else deserved the ability to experience the joys of football |
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Post by Col ISIHAC. on Mar 10, 2006 13:47:19 GMT
You're the chosen one of the family, nobody else deserved the ability to experience the joys of football From which branch of your family do your sychophantic tendencies come from then, eh?  JOKING!! My late lamented father drank bitter - Red Barrel & stuff like that, and I'll claim that it's but a small leap to real ale from there. OR not DJ can decide.  He was though, the secretary of Sidlesham Football Club (Sussex County Div 2 at present) in West Sussex for years - before that he ran the line for them, and loved the non-league game with a passion, despite also being a Gooner! I was Sidlesham team mascot for a while as a littlun, and played football at a junior / intermediate level until my mid 30's. Although primarily a Hawks fan, the game as a whole inspires a passion, which I got from him! |
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JOKING!!