Arsenal FC

A couple of weeks back we were watching the Spurs vs Sunderland game in a local drinking establishment and Cisse scored the winner, much to the delight of the large group of Arsenal fans sitting around.

One of these fans maybe went a little too far by jumping up and celebrating loudly. There were a small group of women sitting behind us who had be watching quite quietly but had made enough noises to suggest they had made the regrettable life decision of supporting Spurs.

They had been tensely sipping their drinks because Spurs were, obviously, not doing too well. This was the case for all except one - this other lady wasn't drinking Babycham or Malibu and coke, she was drinking a pint of Stella. The others were sitting demurely sipping their drinks and making the minimal amount of fuss; not this one though, she was necking her lager, scowling and huffing and puffing.

When she saw this certain person celebrate the goal, she stood up and opened her mouth; "OI! you c**t! If you keep looking so happy I'm gonna have to take this pint and f***ing take apart your face!"

The disbelief passed and the laughter subsided but it led me to think about something. Now, I have nothing against female fans and I love females in general but is there anything more annoying than a screaming, abusive, female fan? I'm finding it increasingly difficult to think of one.

Name: Brendan Simpson.
Age: 22.
Years supported: 18
First game: Man United, won 1-0, Bergkamp with the goal and Wrighty began his dispute with Schmeichel.
Favourite all time player: Dennis Bergkamp. Favourite current player: Kolo Toure.
Worst ever player: Glenn Helder. A master of picking up the ball out wide, taking it to the by-line and doing absolutely sod-all with it; he was bloody awful. My negative feeling towards him is compounded by him being one of the players George Graham took a bung for - if you're going to take a bung at least make sure the player is at least half decent.
Fantasy signing: Kaka. He would fit in to our style perfectly.
Tell us a secret: I once went out with a girl solely because her dad had a box at Highbury. Didn't last, never saw the box.
Who's the Daddy: Mr Wenger, who else?
Favourite chant: “Who's that team they call the Arsenal?”
We’ll finish: 2nd or 3rd (close push for top if RVP can stay fit).
If your club were a band: London Philharmonic Orchestra. Music in its purest form and how everyone wants to play it. But can't.