Men doing what men do.

Who remembered Paddy as being black? Or Keane as being white? Be honest now.

Paddy was just Paddy. He could have been bright blue for all we cared. But we knew he bled red.

This modern girl's game, plastered in racism from top to bottom, is a huge joke. And, as a result, the result of this game is entirely meaningless. There's nothing at stake for the fans. No heroes. No passion. Just a boring kickabout between two packs of eunuchs. They'll probably all compliment each other on their handbags in the tunnel beforehand.

Give me the real stuff any day. And keep this sad parody, I don't need it.