By Chris Rowland

February 6, 2018 In My Day at the Match, Subscribers Only

By Graham Gilby (TTT Subscriber Graham G).

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I’ve got a ticket for Spurs at home thanks to ‘my mate Dave’. It’s not as Ali G as it sounds though. My mate Dave is actually an academic, a Sociologist with a keen interest in class and culture. A scouser who these days splits his time between London and Edinburgh. His career is going well and today I am the beneficiary. He’s speaking at a conference abroad, and I’ve got his ticket 🙂

I’m walking out the door and my flatmate is staring at me with a puzzled look on his face. ‘What are you wearing?’

I look down at myself – Puma tracksuit, fairly standard match going fare. Then I look again. It’s navy blue and white! I look like the love-child of the Spurs team doctor and a Spurs hooligan (NB: I am neither a medic nor a violent person). Shit! Dressed in navy blue and white, London accent*, I’m a Spurs fan to all intents and purposes!

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Chris Rowland

Editor of The Tomkins Times. Author of 'From Where I Was Standing', an eyewitness account of the Heysel Stadium disaster, published by Paul Tomkins in autumn 2009. LFC supporter since late 1960s. Attended 10 LFC European finals since 1976 - I only missed the 1966 ECWC final defeat by Borussia Dortmund at Hampden Park, and the the 1972 UEFA Cup against the other Borussia, Moenchengladbach. More by Chris Rowland

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