Cockney Reds: The Story of Manchester United's Southern Army

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Rightly or wrongly, I say you've got to pay at the turnstile and not via your tv smart card to call yourself a supporter.

Tony O'Neill, 46, who wrote a book boasting about his 30 years as a football hooligan, was shot in the stomach in the Sedge Lynn pub in Chorlton, on Saturday night. He has argued that the seven-year injunction banning him from within a mile of a football ground on match days infringes his human rights.Stormzy: Dave. I know Dave is good at football. I put myself in goal, I know I’m a good goalkeeper. I’m a goalkeeper by choice and not because I was rubbish and everyone said I had to go in goal. I am a goalkeeper by choice, that’s who I wanted to be. I’m in goal, put Dave somewhere. Avelino is actually pretty good. Wretch 32 is good apparently. I say apparently because I have never seen him play. I’ve seen Av play, I’ve never seen Wretch play but he is meant to be cold. Who else is good at football? Stormzy: That’s tough. I’m going to get cooked for this. My goalkeeper is [Peter] Schmeichel. My defender I’m going Rio, I think Rio. That’s my GOAT. I love Rio. [Lionel] Messi, [Cristiano] Ronaldo and then R9 [Ronaldo] up top. That’s all time. Like most people I spent the end of games in the 70s trying to avoid this crap. I don't wish death on this bloke, but the fact that someone wants to shoot him should tell you everthing you need to know about football hooliganism. Stormzy: I don’t think AJ is cold like that. AJ is my brother but I don’t know if AJ is cold like that. Chunkz, my brother. I don’t know if he is that good. But he scores goals, he scores goals that I know he can’t believe that he scored. Me, Chunkz, Dave, Avelino and Wretch. That sounds meady because Avelino is dead. He’s got a nice touch, he’s got a bit of flare to him. But they’ve got me in goal they should be alright. But for those of us who remember The King as Law, not Cantona, something - strangely - was lost once Sir Matt had his hands on the European Cup.

Hungry for the slightest tit-bit, I would watch Coronation Street, waiting for a guest appearance from George Best at the Rovers Return (when he was probably already up west in Tramp!). After that day I knew I much preferred a few beers and a sing song in the pub pre match rather than the mayhem some people loved. I loved hearing stories of what they all got up too, but you can't get up to that stuff with a belly full of beerFollowing Best, Law and Charlton felt like following football itself, a glorious game of excitement, glamour and unpredictability, where being present for the drama seemed just as important as the result. how you can call a violent criminal who has helped to shit all over the real English Football Fan's reputation in Europe a "true Red" boggles the mind! What a load of pre-pubescent bullshit. Ever been glassed? If so, did you enjoy it? Would you want it to happen again? It didn't result in a goal, but it didn't matter. Call it entertainment, call it arrogance. It was United.