For those who may care, I once hailed from much sunnier climes than these – namely the south coast of England. That made my adolecent initiation into the delights of watching 11 strapping men chasing a ball in one direction while 11 (usually) equally strapping men chase it back the other way, firmly coloured blue and white in a striped fashion.
So it is, all be it a little belatedly, I offer my congratualtions to the “mighty” seagulls for knocking the falsely-enriches-by-foreign-money northern chaps that play in baby blue out of the cup!
GO SEAGULLS!!!

