He was just a contemptible popinjay, with a voice raised akin to an outraged panto dame, spitting out verbal paraffin in the direction of our club.

He thought he was on safe ground given the location of the establishment but my strident intervention left him in no doubt that he was on enemy territory.We can all be critical of other clubs but the belicose diatribe coated with gargantuan helpings of vitriol led me to challenge his hogwash with vim and vigour.

Edited by Willo (19 Dec 2019 10.33am)