Santos
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Ok, thought I'd try and start off a thread for those little things which Blades/football fans seem to do or feel. Hopefully a few people get the idea, if not it'll just fall down the page harmlessly 
At the game you secretly love it when a fan starts a chant which doesn't catch on and get the pleasure of listening to him carry the song on to the end.
You have a lot of respect for the Programme seller who walks up and down the South Stand every game but just wish he'd try and not scare the shit out of you with his voice (£3 pound yer match programmes).
Despite having a watch which tells you to the second what time it is, you still trust the victorian style clock in the middle of the Bramall Lane stand.
Away from the match day, you see a green fluorescent shirt from a distance. You are sure this person is a Blade sporting the 07/08 or early 90's away strip, and it doesn't matter that you are in Sheffield City Centre, it's still exciting. You get ready to walk past eachother and give them the calm telepathic glance only to see on closer inspection it is infact a builder on his lunch.
Watching Gillette Soccer Saturday at 16:50, hoping that United cling onto a 1-0 lead away at Coventry, you are certain that every other game in the league has finished other than ours. You also get a buzz when Jeff Stelling mentions the words 'Sheffield United' only for this feeling to be replaced by a sinking feeling in your gut as he breaks it to you that we've gone a goal down away at Plymouth.
Whilst driving outside of South Yorkshire on a non match day you are driving behind a car with a Blades sticker on it. You just wish you had a button fitted in your car which let our a chime of 'Oh When The Blades'. As it is, if you flash your lights, beep your horn or put your thumbs up to this person they are more than likely going to offer you out in the lay-by or think you're a bit special.
Anymore?

At the game you secretly love it when a fan starts a chant which doesn't catch on and get the pleasure of listening to him carry the song on to the end.
You have a lot of respect for the Programme seller who walks up and down the South Stand every game but just wish he'd try and not scare the shit out of you with his voice (£3 pound yer match programmes).
Despite having a watch which tells you to the second what time it is, you still trust the victorian style clock in the middle of the Bramall Lane stand.
Away from the match day, you see a green fluorescent shirt from a distance. You are sure this person is a Blade sporting the 07/08 or early 90's away strip, and it doesn't matter that you are in Sheffield City Centre, it's still exciting. You get ready to walk past eachother and give them the calm telepathic glance only to see on closer inspection it is infact a builder on his lunch.
Watching Gillette Soccer Saturday at 16:50, hoping that United cling onto a 1-0 lead away at Coventry, you are certain that every other game in the league has finished other than ours. You also get a buzz when Jeff Stelling mentions the words 'Sheffield United' only for this feeling to be replaced by a sinking feeling in your gut as he breaks it to you that we've gone a goal down away at Plymouth.
Whilst driving outside of South Yorkshire on a non match day you are driving behind a car with a Blades sticker on it. You just wish you had a button fitted in your car which let our a chime of 'Oh When The Blades'. As it is, if you flash your lights, beep your horn or put your thumbs up to this person they are more than likely going to offer you out in the lay-by or think you're a bit special.
Anymore?