Globalisation v Tribalism

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Those who live for the terrace
Long for the return of the authentic fan culture
A past wrapped up in songs and violence
Well for me it was in the 70’s and 80’s
How me mates stopped going for a time
Sickened by the sight of blood
And fearing for the sight of their own
But weren’t the “real fans” the “hard ones”
Tooled up with flicks and stanleys
Knock off gear and attitude by the plenty
Football coming in second
I know
I was there
And no
I don’t miss it or grow nostalgic
Through rose tinted glasses
Too much blood splattered
All this anger towards “out of towners”
So-called loyalty that denies the flag
To those whose birth came beyond the borders
Artificial fences that seperate only by ignorance
I’m a Scouser born and bred and proud
But my history is Irish
So am I an “out of towner”
By the standards of the “arl moaners”
Now having to sit rather than stand
Making up numbers in the crowd?


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