Confucius
Striker
The way I see it is, we are the older brother, lets call us Sonny and mags are the younger of the two, Nobby. Now both Nobby and Sonny were fairly similar in size in their formative years, until Nobby got a growth spurt. Sonny wasn't very well at the time and didn't grow as he should, but Nobby took full advantage and snacked on the food that Sonny couldn't eat. Nobby, then became slightly bigger in build to Sonny, but whenever they fight, Sonny, (still not well) always smacks Nobby on the nose. Nobby runs crying to mam, who tells him he probably deserved it, because of his big mouth and Sonny doesn't just lash out for no reason. The kids on the street are the same, Sonny is ok, he is a bit of a nuisance, always getting in the way but he's harmless. Boys of Sonny's size think Nobby is a bit too big for his boots, he always thinks he deserves the best toys instead of the tat he has, they want nothing to do with Nobby and his alleged air of superiority. So Nobby tries mixing it with the bigger lads, who to a man just laugh and point at him. They don't care how big you think are, your loftiness doesn't matter to them. Your toys are still cheap plastic shit, you can't have the same as them irrespective of whether you think you deserve it. All of the kids, no matter what age, understand one thing, Nobby is a boasting gobshite, too big for his boots, constantly telling everyone how big he is, yet every time Sonny lands one on him, everyone laughs at Nobby' s expense. Poor Nobby