It's funny, we get older and we like to think our tastes become more discerning and educated, and to an extent that's true, but suddenly you hear a song you haven't heard for a quarter of a fucking century and you feel weirdly alive. More alive than you've felt in a while. I can't drive so I can't buy a sports car. How does one express their middle aged frustration otherwise? Expensive bird feeders?
I saw Gordon Strachan break the net with a shot at St James' park when he was playing for Man United. Me and my dad got up and cheered then got spat on by lots of those friendly geordies. My dad got a bit angry and confronted some of them then the police intervened and asked us to leave. While my dad was arguing with the police outside I remember one of them telling him 'at least they didn't piss on you'.