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Entry tags:	rugby, wsm

Dave
Your name is Dave.  You claim to be a supporter of Liverpool FC.  On Saturday, you walked into the pub you call your local, to watch Liverpool play Sunderland.  But the pub was showing England v Wales Rugby Union.  You told, not asked, but told the barman to change the channel so you could watch the football.  The barman refused.  He told you that there were people, including other regular customers watching the Rugby.

For the next twenty minutes, you hurled abuse and threats at the barman.  You threatened to assault the barman, the throw the TV through the window, to assault other customers.  You insisted that the big TV in the pub was only for watching football.  The barman and the customers disagreed.  But eventually, with the barman telling the other customers that he feared for his life - FOR HIS LIFE - if he kept refusing you, the others acquiesed and went to the pub down the road to watch the second half.
 
As they left, you threatened to beat them up again.  By this time your mates were there, so you felt safe.  You continued to abuse the barman all this time, even after getting your own way.  Your mates, eventually calmed you down.  Everything you did in that pub is unnacceptable in British society.  But you claim to be British.  You are an ordinary white male.  You drink cider, with a slice.  You sport your LFC hat with something you think of as pride.

You are a violent thug.  Don't imagine for a second that any Liverpool player would feel honoured by your behaviour on Saturday.

After the match, the people you threatened came back.  They chatted with Wales fans they'd met in the other pub.  They congratulated them on Wales' victory.  This is what sports fans do in Britain.  They watch and enjoy sport.  They leave any umburrage on the field, at Twickenham or Anfield.  They respect each other.

But we have one thing to thank you for...

The landlord returned to the pub later on.  He apologised to the other customers for what had happened.  He assured them that it was not acceptable in his pub.

You had a go at him too.  So he told the whole pub, that he would show every Six Nations rugby match live.  Those who didn't like it were free to go somewhere else.

You threw a snit and left.  Thank you for securing us the right to watch good rugby in a good pub.

T.