According to The Guardian report of the Chelsea v Arsenal game - and I certainly heard the response from the Chelsea fans on the telly, this was heard at Stamford Bridge on Sunday:
Arsenal fans: You're not captain any more/You're not captain anymore
To which the Chelsea fans replied: You're not English anymore/You're not English anymore
Many years ago a friend of mine attended a Berwick Rangers game and reported that the fans chanted "We'd rather be black than Scottish," which has loathsomeness in layers.
According to The Guardian report of the Chelsea v Arsenal game - and I certainly heard the response from the Chelsea fans on the telly, this was heard at Stamford Bridge on Sunday:
Arsenal fans: You're not captain any more/You're not captain anymore
To which the Chelsea fans replied: You're not English anymore/You're not English anymore
Ugh. I remember when oppo fans used to come to our ground (the worst offenders were always the east Midlands clubs - Coventry, Derby, Forest, Leicester) in the mid-to-late 90s and chant IN-GER-LUND at us because we had a load of foreign players playing for us, usually just before their team brought on a Scandanavian substitute. As such I now have a prejudice against all people from the East Midlands - you're all yokel xenophobes, every last one of you.
Ah well, Liq, your post makes me feel better about still hating Chelsea because of all the neo-Nazi yobs who scared the fuck out of me down Fulham Road on matchdays in the mid-'80s.
Ignatz. wrote: Many years ago a friend of mine attended a Berwick Rangers game and reported that the fans chanted "We'd rather be black than Scottish," which has loathsomeness in layers.
Yes, those jolly japesters who are all just a barrel of laughs, otherwise known as Welsh rugby fans, sing "I'd rather wear a turban than a rose".
I once went with some Raith Rovers fans of my acquaintance to an away game at Berwick and the home fans were singing 'We hate Scotties' (or Scotchies).
Anyway it sounded like 'Scots Cheese'.
So we had a heated debate about it (Scots cheese).
Cos I thought they had a point given the dubious merits of Wm. Low's orange-dyed 'cheddar'.
And cos the Rovers couldn't work out a suitable song with which to reply.
This archive piece from the Mirror recalls one of my favourite episodes of terrace chanting, tame by some standards but very funny at the time.
IT was comforting to see the zany "Goalkeeper's Union" closing ranks around Paul Robinson this week. Telling him and the world that it's all part-and-parcel of the wackiest job in the world.
My favourite piece of reassurance came from Peter Shilton (left), who said: "Sadly goalkeepers are remembered more for their mistakes than their saves." What Shilts modestly forgot to add was the mistake he's most remembered for.
In 1980 in a dirt track behind Nottingham racecourse, the "partially clothed" England keeper was doing press-ups inside his Jag with a certain Tina Street, at 5 o'clock in the morning. Meanwhile, hammering on the steamy windows was Tina's hubby Colin, who'd rung the police. As Plod arrived, Shilton accelerated into a lamp post, was nicked for drink-driving and banned for 15 months.
Which was the good bit. The bad bit was that whenever he ran out at away grounds for the next 16 years he was met with "Shilton, Shilton, where's your wife", and his every goal-kick was accompanied by the rising chant of "Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiin-n-n-a".
This misses out the equally popular "Tina, Tina, we've all been between her" All of these echoed around the grounds as the classic Forest team enjoyed its high point and funnily enough despite the clarity of the chants over the telly on MOTD, Motson refused to comment on them.
Harry Truscott wrote: Unfortunately I have also heard that song at Cardiff City games so it can't be confined to rugby fans (nor should it be used to label them all).
But it's obviously a rugby song, hence the reference to the rose.
Glass Half Empty wrote: In 1980 in a dirt track behind Nottingham racecourse, the "partially clothed" England keeper was doing press-ups inside his Jag with a certain Tina Street, at 5 o'clock in the morning. Meanwhile, hammering on the steamy windows was Tina's hubby Colin, who'd rung the police. As Plod arrived, Shilton accelerated into a lamp post, was nicked for drink-driving and banned for 15 months.
My favourite bit of that story was that Colin Street and Tina Street lived in Zulu Street...
Jorge Porbillas wrote: Harry Truscott wrote: Unfortunately I have also heard that song at Cardiff City games so it can't be confined to rugby fans (nor should it be used to label them all).
But it's obviously a rugby song, hence the reference to the rose.
As long as you're happy using the serious issue of racist abuse anywhere at all to further a petty personal anti-rugby agenda, eh?
Whenever a Dutch team plays a German team, the German fans will sooner or later start the chant:
"Es kommt die Zeit, in der das Wasser wieder steigt"
"There'll be a time when the waters rise again."
Going back to who came up with the Nouvea CFC chant, it is not unusual for one group of supporters to bag their new arrivals.
When Blackburn won their play off final at Wembley many moons ago there were clear chants of "where were you when we (not you) were shit" aimed from long time Blackburn fans to their new chums.
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Sung about Lothar Matthäus's second wife, to the tune of Viva Espana, at a time when Franconia's finest was approaching the height of his unpopularity:
"Ganz <name of two-syllable city> war schon auf ihr drauf / Lolita Matthäus"
(All of <city> has been on top of her / Lolita Matthäus)