Bankers can be hooligans too

Photo by Brook Mitchell / AFP via Getty Images Last week, I was invited by M— to watch the England-Argentina match at his place. J—, B— and J— would also be going, and as these are my four best friends in Brighton I was looking forward to it. They are all passionate and knowledgeable football fans but two of them support Spurs and one supports Chelsea, so I tend to watch international matches only in their company. I once saw Spurs getting thrashed by Fulham on the screen at the King and Queen in Old Steine, Brighton, with the two Spurs fans, and my feelings were mixed. My main problem was finding it difficult to keep the smirk off my face and express an appropriate level of commiseration – ie, the bare minimum compatible with a basic level of human decency. Why do so many of my friends su