Be Excellent To Each Other

It's because deep down everyone wants to bludgeon Manchester United fans to death.

Behind all the rusting cranes, in the lengthening shadows of the Empire days
there's a world that waits, but it's not needed.
In the teeming rows behind the goal - yelling for blood on the pitch below;
where does all the passion go when it's not needed?
Over the wire, and into the darkness . . .
Come evangelists of the Grand New Age proclaiming the future that they stole,
condemning the things they can't control - just like the priests before;
and now I can hear them call - the ghosts of the 1914-18 war
Where do all the innocents go when they're not needed?
Over the wire and into the darkness . . .
And the dawn it will come like blood across the sky,
Not the way that you think, not the way that you dream
In the silence of God, in the fullness of time,
like blood across the sky - the dawn it will come - the dawn it will come.
All still, like the pitshafts and the two-mile-down where they buried their hearts;
where does all the loyalty go when it's not needed?
In the plastic seats behind the goal yelling for blood on the pitch below;
where does all the passion go when it's not needed?
Over the wire and into the darkness . . .

The Football Factory is fucking ace.

And it keeps Danny Dyer in Stella and Embassy.

It's because deep down everyone wants to bludgeon Manchester United fans to death.

Hes nothing on Danny Dire.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OBnW-hCS1RM

Are you gonna sit in some poxy office with a cunt for a boss telling you what to do as you count your pennies trying to make ends meet in a country that's sinking into strikes and wars and at the end of the day you go home to your cosy little flat in 'nowheresville' and pull your IKEA curtains shut to hide from the big bad world and pretend it's not happening? Or are you gonna stand up and be counted, make a difference and feel the rush? Just for once say "fuck it". I'm coiled up like a spring and I'm ready to burst and wanking ain't doing it anymore. I need violence to make me feel I'm still alive. I know what I'd rather do, mate. Tottenham away. Love it!

I think football violence is a bit like rubbernecking as you go past a car accident. You don't want to be involved, but it's morbidly fascinating to see what goes on.

The romantic view of it all is that the hoolies are all accountants, estate agents etc who do it as a release but really it's just pricks who want to be part of a gang.

I think what I hate about these sorts of films is that they invariably have some central character who the director intends that you should identify with, someone who is somehow caught up in football violence. Now this trick might work with films that have gang violence as their theme because to an extent involvement in that is almost an inevitability to people born in certain places but football hooligans to a man are just a bunch of fucking cunts who chose to go fighting on Saturdays for fun. So films about football violence are somewhat ruined for me by my wanting them all to die.

I think football violence is a bit like rubbernecking as you go past a car accident. You don't want to be involved, but it's morbidly fascinating to see what goes on.

I think football violence is a bit like rubbernecking as you go past a car accident. You don't want to be involved, but they both give me heaps of wank material.

I'm not really into these films, but 'ID' did it well. They'd completed changed the premise by the fourth film in the series though.