shorehamview
Pink Sambuca drinking World Champion.
Are you a "True Blade"? Well, are you? How can you tell if you are or not?
Do you live actually on John Street, Cherry Street, Shoreham Street or Bramall Lane, or on the far side of the world?
Do you go to every match, home and away, reserve matches, pre-season, academy, or not?
Do you make a special trip from foreign climes when you want to watch United?
Do you possess lots of signed stuff, signed by actual players and staff, rather than signed by your mates?
Do you have a big Blades tattoo?
Have you ever named a pet after a player?
Have you ever named a child after a player?
Do you own a pig, real or not named Lee/Chris Turner/Milan/Big Fat Ron/Sheridan/Waddle/Di Canio?
Have you Blades pictures on your walls?
Have you got an aversion to all things blue and white striped?
Do you refuse to have any Puma-branded sportswear in your house?
Have you actually shot your pet puma in the face?
Do you kick guide dogs because Blunkett is a pig?
Do you gob out of the window if you drive past the sty?
Have you got a Blades flag up in your house or garden?
Have you offered insult to ex-pig players that you have casually met in the street?
Have you got a brick at Bramall Lane?
Have you got a lump of the old John Street stand, or an old South Stand wooden seat?
Have you ever kissed Dave Bassett?
Have you ever licked Bob Booker's car clean?
Do you use blue stripy things in your house only for cleaning up nasty spillages?
Do you have an overwhelming dsire to shout "piggayyyyy" at anyone you see in a pig shirt?
Do you realise that none of the above can be used to measure Bladeness? You can't measure it. You know yourself what Bladeness is, but it's can't be measured any more than any other love can. To attempt to measure another's Bladeness is to try to measure their digestion by their turd length, and equally as futile.
Still, there have got to be other weird Blade-y things you have done, or know that others have done. Let's have them.
Do you live actually on John Street, Cherry Street, Shoreham Street or Bramall Lane, or on the far side of the world?
Do you go to every match, home and away, reserve matches, pre-season, academy, or not?
Do you make a special trip from foreign climes when you want to watch United?
Do you possess lots of signed stuff, signed by actual players and staff, rather than signed by your mates?
Do you have a big Blades tattoo?
Have you ever named a pet after a player?
Have you ever named a child after a player?
Do you own a pig, real or not named Lee/Chris Turner/Milan/Big Fat Ron/Sheridan/Waddle/Di Canio?
Have you Blades pictures on your walls?
Have you got an aversion to all things blue and white striped?
Do you refuse to have any Puma-branded sportswear in your house?
Have you actually shot your pet puma in the face?
Do you kick guide dogs because Blunkett is a pig?
Do you gob out of the window if you drive past the sty?
Have you got a Blades flag up in your house or garden?
Have you offered insult to ex-pig players that you have casually met in the street?
Have you got a brick at Bramall Lane?
Have you got a lump of the old John Street stand, or an old South Stand wooden seat?
Have you ever kissed Dave Bassett?
Have you ever licked Bob Booker's car clean?
Do you use blue stripy things in your house only for cleaning up nasty spillages?
Do you have an overwhelming dsire to shout "piggayyyyy" at anyone you see in a pig shirt?
Do you realise that none of the above can be used to measure Bladeness? You can't measure it. You know yourself what Bladeness is, but it's can't be measured any more than any other love can. To attempt to measure another's Bladeness is to try to measure their digestion by their turd length, and equally as futile.
Still, there have got to be other weird Blade-y things you have done, or know that others have done. Let's have them.