There’s an entire thesis to be written on a) the barely concealed rage displayed by the average England fan banging anything he can find during a chorus of Sweet Caroline b) the bizarre aggression displayed by said fan when singing “SO GOOD! SO GOOD! SO GOOD!” and c) the stubborn refusal to learn the last two lines of the chorus by 90% of any given crowd. If you sing something 100 times a game you could at least learn the fucking words, yeah?
I’m having a lovely time in the pub, thanks for asking.