Essential wear for the modern stalker...

But I'm everyones friend am I not?

 

I can see it now. You sitting watching the game suitcase packed.
As soon as the goal went in you went and started the car.
As soon as the final whistle went you bolted for the front door, trembling with anger unable to lock it.

Phone off, into the motor and off at speed. Face close to purple constantly punching the steering wheel shouting to yourself "****in Collum! ****in ****y bastard!"

 

That sounds about right.

 

Even though you have the tongue in your cheek I think deep down you want to believe this.