Fever Pitch

By the early seventies I had become an Englishman — that is to say, I hated England just as much as half my compatriots seemed to do.

I fell in love with football as I was later to fall in love with women: suddenly, inexplicably, uncritically, giving no thought to the pain or disruption it would bring with it.

As I get older, the tyranny that football exerts over my life, and therefore over the lives of the people around me, is less reasonable and less attractive.