Some right misery guts on here! England are in the Final of the Euro's for the first time ever! Where's the passion, the support? As a great woman once said "let's be 'avin yea" Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. When the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the Lion; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let pry through the portage of the head Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height. On, on, you noblest English. Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof! I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot: Follow your spirit, and upon this charge Cry 'Goal for Harry, England, and Saint George!'
The passion and support is there, it just needs the right opportunity to be heard. That's why it doesn't need the manufactured performing seals pap.
https://www.mirror.co.uk/sport/football/news/gary-neville-insists-booing-national-24496129 pleased somebody else has said it, ive always seen it as making use of home advantage.. if England where playing away i would expect our anthem to be booed to create a hostile environment. found it hard to understand the constant disrespect talk, etc.
I think that's a brilliant addition to the collective nouns list. a “disturbance of national anthems”
I once used the catchy phrase "A Minge of Managers" at a wage negotiation meeting...Didn't go down to well.
Come what may I luv a bit of karokoe. 'We all went out to Montreaux On the lake Geneva shoreline To make records in a mobile We didn't have much time now. Frank Zappa and the Mothers were at the best place around. But some stupid with a flare gun burnt the place to the ground.'
