Dicky boy mentioning about being in the clique immediately brought me to thinking of people who like to be ITK. I have never known anybody inside the club, or being party so inside information, and I never want to be. There are two people not living in the UK that spring to mind who popped out like a bad fart when the transfer window came out. Certainly with the shelf stacker people were hanging on his every word, when really how much did he really know, a bit like the other one who liked to ride a camel. ITK, like f***, knowing as much as the next fan.
During the Richard Murray era, a fan from Prague regularly embarrassed himself with ITK references to “Muzza” on Charlton Life. Coincidentally, his name just happens to be Cockney rhyming slang for what you are.
I have never understood why people want to think they KNOW certain things, when 99.9% of the time they know zero.
Reams had a couple of good overseas CAFC contacts at one stage - they both came from the Korean Addicks. Foo-Kin No Wan and May Dit-Upp
In fairness, the best “worst” ITK poster of all time was that free transfer we got from Millwall. 50 posts a day on CL about the Aussie takeover. #beermeeting
