Redby-lad
Midfield
When me and my brother were little and used to sit on the barriers in the Fulwell End with my Dad in the middle holding us on I remember thinking the words to one song were "sing your arse off for the lads" so I used to miss the supposed swear word out. My brother would sing in full voice and I remember thinking he was proper renegade swearing that close to me Dad.Still remember my dad telling me to “stop swearing yer little bastad” at a match
He seemed to have a code - all swear words beginning with b seemed to be ok
F’s raised objection
C’s would lead to a swift and painful physical admonishment
Best place to learn to swear though was the old Fulwell End - nothing like a chorus of “flop right off you black and white barcodes” to set the tone