Written allegedly by Rotherham Blades.
The enigmatic “missing line” was finally plucked from the air by one of the aforementioned RBs as he walked his dog along a local canal and saw a mysterious old fisherman sat fishing for carp, one balmy Sunday morning. A car horn startled the old timer and he knocked his bait tray into the murky waters. Seeing the distressing scene unfolding, our erstwhile Red & White hero, approached the fisherman...
“You alright pal?”
“I would be better if I had a gallon of maggots” replied the fisherman, with his head in his hands.
“Magnet? Bit early for a beer pal” said t’owd Blade.
“I said Maggots lad, MAGGOTS” he then left, went to cash his dole cheque at Ramsdens, and robbed the offy, on the way back to his flat, where he spent the evening, smoking weed and playing on his gaystation.