Kop Chavs

[Silent Blade]

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The tallest boy in the picture, the one in the middle, was dead within two years. He'd travelled to India to visit his parents, where he contracted diphtheria and died. The youngsters without top hats lived longer.

 

[TJB.]

Less Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, more Halfwit, Prince of Primark.

 

[Nedski]

Entry to the South Stand is only allowed upon the production of a GCSE Certificate (or O Level equivalent) with at least a C in English Literature

PARKLIFE

 

[MadDad38]

Who can forget Neil Warnock’s famous lament to the Mr McCabe as the January transfer window loomed….

”A Horsfield, A Horsfield, my kingdom for a Horsefield”

"Out, damned (Andy) Scott"

 

[Guesty]

Less Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, more Halfwit, Prince of Primark.

Something is rotten in the back of Iceland.

 

[nopigfansintown]

Falstaff : would your grace would take me with you: whom means your grace?

Henry V. That villanous abominable misleader of youth, Falstaff, that old white-bearded Satan.

Falstaff. My lord, the man I know.

Henry V. I know thou dost.

Falstaff. But to say I know more harm in him than in myself, were to say more than I know. That he is old, the
more the pity, his white hairs do witness it; but
that he is, saving your reverence, a whoremaster,
that I utterly deny. If sack and sugar be a fault,
God help the wicked! if to be old and merry be a
sin, then many an old host that I know is damned: if to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord; banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins: but for sweet Jack
Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff,
valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant
being, as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him
thy Harry's company: banish plump Jack, and banish all the world!

 

[The Crab]

Who will rid me of this turbulent Zero Dark Fruity…

 

[HighfieldBlade]

Who will rid me of this turbulent Zero Dark Fruity…

"There is no darkness but ignorance" ...that's Shakespeare-speak for "Smash that Ignore button" .

 

[Sean Thornton]

Who will rid me of this turbulent Zero Dark Fruity…

Is that a dogger you see before you?

 

[sitwell]

This is going off on a tangent but it annoys me how some spend the game talking shit about what they're watching on TV, gossiping, having a catch up etc

I know we haven't exactly been entertained very much recently until the last few weeks, but even good games seem to get in the way of their chat.

I'm sensitive to the fact that the match is an escape and a release for many including myself.

I'm not talking about supporters just being in each other's company and enjoying their afternoon/evening.

I'm talking about loudly droning on about pointless and inane shite.

Starmer has summoned Lammy, ban all chat at football games. get on the phone to Infantino, I might get a cup.

 

[sitwell]

Porridge was his finest hour, no blasphemy involved!

Naff off

 

[Ned the Donkey]

Thanks for your response. I just struggle with young chaps who have spent 11yrs in the education system and then can't string two words together without swearing. It beggars belief. Not sure whether that's a parental issue, down to the school or just a society that's very slowly becoming more and more uneducated. It didn't particularly spoil my evening. I was shocked than anything else especially when a lot of them spent virtually the whole of the first half with their backs to the pitch chatting with their mates. No wonder the atmosphere is flat a lot of the time. I think next year i'll move to the South Stand. A little bit more refined maybe!

Maybe not giving a rats arse about education - or very much else - is an entirely appropriate response from a young male to a society that's completely abandoned (and, not only that, often actively demonised) you.

The fact that these lads have paid little or no attention to their formal education is perhaps a damning indictment of the "society" they are unfortunate enough to have been forgotten by.

If they break into my house, mug my granny, or run me over on an e-bike while I'm on my way to the theatre I'll still be monumentally pissed off at them, the twats, but maybe there's a bigger picture.

 

[raimond]

Who will rid me of this turbulent Zero Dark Fruity…

The Tempist

 

[LudlamBlade]

Whether Chris the Blade is right to get upset over some of the fans who were near to him last night, I do have some sympathy with him - not so much the swearing (although when it's the only adjective they seem to know it's a little tedious) but some of the fans who persistently pass on their 'knowledge' for all to hear..

A few seasons ago, I realised that I preferred away games as I didn't have to listen to the same boring oft repeated comments time and time again. There was a bloke with a whiney voice who spent every match criticising Monty (as I recall). He moved on but now we have endless sarcastic comments re Cannon - it's exceedingly boring ( nearly used the F word - but restrained myself!)

My ST in 22/23 was on the BL Corner, the fella who sat next to me would say "oh for christ's sake Norwood" about 8 times a game, every game, whether he was shite or not

 

[HighfieldBlade]

Porridge was his finest hour, no blasphemy involved!

Porridge was class. Some great jokes.

Mr. Beal: Long to do?
Fletcher: Long enough.
Mr. Beal: What you in for?
Fletcher: Got caught.

 

[Caveblade]

Thanks for your response. I just struggle with young chaps who have spent 11yrs in the education system and then can't string two words together without swearing. It beggars belief. Not sure whether that's a parental issue, down to the school or just a society that's very slowly becoming more and more uneducated. It didn't particularly spoil my evening. I was shocked than anything else especially when a lot of them spent virtually the whole of the first half with their backs to the pitch chatting with their mates. No wonder the atmosphere is flat a lot of the time. I think next year i'll move to the South Stand. A little bit more refined maybe!

I think it's just society. How often do you walk down the street now and hear people using what would have traditionally been seen as offensive language without any care who might be hearing it or offended by it.

There are people on here who enjoy using words I would never use. That's their choice but to me it's shows a lack of empathy, particularly as kids may be reading it.

You could move to the South Stand but I don't think you will find it a cussing free zone.

Before people go in on me, this isn't aimed at anyone. It's just the personal view of an old fart.

As an aside, I do find one word particularly offensive and we all know the abbreviation for it ending in Tuesday. I did laugh out loud at my neighbours version the Cambridge University Netball Team. I apologise if I have offended anyone with that.

 

[Snake]

Yep. It's the chavs that are the problem. Your finger is truly on the pulse

The chavs are a chronic problem, we are all doomed!

 

[The Crab]

Some of us are from a different time that’s all. A time when you could sit on the seat to paid for and watch the game. A time when it wasn’t as common for people to go to the toilet to shove coke up their snout.

Things change, doesn’t mean I have to like it though

 

[bladeinspaceandtime]

True, I've heard great things about the hooligans of yesteryear, their class, boundary setting and ability to turn it off.

Even if this were true, it's you old uns that have voted to cut youth services, social services, education, benefits etc and destroyed the country. Shouldn't be surprising that society has begun to dip.

The problem is some people expect a nanny state to tell them what to do and how to act.

 

[bladeinspaceandtime]

Just got back from the game tonight. My ST is at the back of the Kop. I've just spent nearly 2 hours surrounded by a bunch of teenage chavs. They spend half of the game chatting to each other or on their phones and the other half shouting expletives. Incapable of stringing a sentence together without using the f word at least 5 times. I despair. I am literally speechless at the number of uneducated chavs I encountered tonight. They wouldn't know a Shakespeare sonnet if they tripped over one. God help this great country of ours!

Are you new to Sheffield? It's full of scrotes like this.

 

[Snake]

Some of us are from a different time that’s all. A time when you could sit on the seat to paid for and watch the game. A time when it wasn’t as common for people to go to the toilet to shove coke up their snout.

Things change, doesn’t mean I have to like it though

Oh yes. I'm from the generation who used to stand at the back of the kop in the 70's (were we chavs back then, or Neanderthals? I can't remember) Anyway, some of us could grunt in more than 2 syllables while belting out 'bastard, bastard' nineteen to the dozen. Oh yes, them wo t'days. When Eskimo was a legend and you'd tremble when somebody whispered 'Harry the Dog is on the kop'. Good old bad old days but I loved it. Then the walk down Shoreham Street to Pond Street, past the Midland Station afterwards ................... hard me! .... erm I used to shit mesen

 

[100% part time blade]

Falstaff : would your grace would take me with you: whom means your grace?

Henry V. That villanous abominable misleader of youth, Falstaff, that old white-bearded Satan.

Falstaff. My lord, the man I know.

Henry V. I know thou dost.

Falstaff. But to say I know more harm in him than in myself, were to say more than I know. That he is old, the
more the pity, his white hairs do witness it; but
that he is, saving your reverence, a whoremaster,
that I utterly deny. If sack and sugar be a fault,
God help the wicked! if to be old and merry be a
sin, then many an old host that I know is damned: if to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord; banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins: but for sweet Jack
Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff,
valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant
being, as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him
thy Harry's company: banish plump Jack, and banish all the world!

I do. I will.

 

[Gin&Juice]

I was born on of the back of the Kop. Such is my level of Big Blade.

My father was Ernest Needham.

How dare you.

 

[Panini]

Starmer has summoned Lammy, ban all chat at football games. get on the phone to Infantino, I might get a cup.

Who said ban all chat?

Actually who suggested banning anything?

 

[Nickydblade]

Stephen Fry:



Research:



https://theconversation.com/think-swearing-isnt-big-or-clever-think-again-71043

Book:



Link:

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2011/jun/08/chavs-demonization-owen-jones-review

 

[FriethBlade]

True, I've heard great things about the hooligans of yesteryear, their class, boundary setting and ability to turn it off.

Even if this were true, it's you old uns that have voted to cut youth services, social services, education, benefits etc and destroyed the country. Shouldn't be surprising that society has begun to dip.

Err you do know that the benefits bill is higher than its ever been both in £ amounts and as a percentage of GDP?

 

[Sean Thornton]

Err you do know that the benefits bill is higher than its ever been both in £ amounts and as a percentage of GDP?

Troilus and Cressida Act 3 Scene 2 ?

 

[AWetFlannel]

Err you do know that the benefits bill is higher than its ever been both in £ amounts and as a percentage of GDP?

Yeah. Do you think that means there haven't been cuts?

 

[nopigfansintown]

A whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing; as if I borrowed mine oaths of him and might not spend them at my pleasure. When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths, ha?

1610 Cloten. Cymbeline, act 2, sc.1,


It comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him.

Sir Toby to Sir Andrew.Twelfth Night, act 3, sc.4,

By my life, this is my lady's hand, these be her
very C's, her U's, and her T's, and thus makes she her great P's. It is, in contempt of question, her hand.


Malvolio, Twelfth Night, Act 2, Scene 5

 

[SheepdipBlade]

Yep. It's the chavs that are the problem. Your finger is truly on the pulse

The chavs might not be the problem - but they are a symptom of it - and when you're stood at the back of the Kop you can't resolve the problem, but the symptoms surely irritate.