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Soccer hooliganism in hindsight, was pathetic. It was just the way it was back in the day. Tribal and very British. Funny as fuck in truth. I bear no grudge against the man who glassed me I'm a 6' 5" Welsh brick shit-house (oo, get you Rob) and still get hassle from time to time. it's invariably little-legged men and we just laugh at them. It's their Napoleonic issues, not mine

When he smashed the  

glass into my face 

did he realise the scar above my  

eye would become a life metaphor? 

 

Toe-to-toe, tribe-to-tribe 

even cavemen hid their blades 

 

I arrived home late 

she nursed my wounds 

and took me to bed 

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