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I wouldn’t worry about Palace in Europe. Unless you see one of their clown suited bellends by the pool in Tenerife that is.

Oh, I don’t disagree. The old boys were far more friendly towards each other...mind you, the same could be said about any rival teams from the same area or town. My other half’s dad was a spurs reserve goalie in the 1960s and would tell tales of all the Arsenal and Spurs fans sitting with their...

My mate is James Roff...dya know him?

I went to de la salle in L'pool. Ended up there when my parents divorced...so I went, aged 6 from Brighton to Liverpool. Now THAT was a culture shock. I would have preferred it the other way round tbh.

Was that in High Wycombe? Lad I used to work with was in Dawson's year too..he just describes him as "that bellend" and says he was going bald when he was in sixth form. Used to call him "pebble head" by all accounts.

Huyton, then moved to the one eyed city! Used to go to Anfield with my next door neighbours dad...there was no love lost on Derby day, next morning they'd all be back to being mates...until the bevvies kicked in of an evening.

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Having spent my schooldays in Liverpool in the 70s and 80s I don't remember much "friendly rivalry" on Derby day. Sure there's red and blue in families, workplaces and whatnot but there was always a load of ag on match days. Most of the fights in my school were related to Everton/Liverpool...