Beaten... by a smile
I have some good wishes to pass on to Harry Redknapp from a lady called Winnie who pulled me over during a supermarket shop on Wednesday and told me she was once married to his best friend, Charlie. They’d often go out in a foursome with Harry and Sandra. “I watched him on I’m a Celebrity,” she told me. “And he hasn’t changed one bit.” Yep. That’s why he’s King of the Jungle, Winnie. As reader Stuart says in this week’s Your Shout, Raheem Sterling’s smile in response to the bigoted morons who hurled allegedly racist insults at him during the Chelsea v Man City game at Stamford Bridge last Saturday, was perfect.
I was at the match in my usual seat in the same stand as the numbskulls who couldn’t contain their hatred. Regular season ticket holders often cash in on big ties by selling their seats, for huge mark-ups, to idiots.
Not sure if the clowns in question were regulars or not, but big fixtures tend to attract the worst crowd. Sitting a few rows up from the bigots I had a wry smile to myself as a City player was teased with the chant ‘You run like a girl, you run like a girl’.
Yep, if you happen to be a woman, or don’t happen to be white, you’re marked out by these block-headed bozos who’re convinced they’re top of the evolutionary tree.
Ha! Really?
I recall one memorable occasion when the thugs saw red as a woman had the temerity to stand up and sing along to Blue is the Colour.
“Sit down you stupid b**ch; get ‘ome and do the ironing,” they yelled, faces puce with rage. Yes. Really. It’s pathetic. Actually makes me smile. Just like Raheem Sterling did.