There's a club underneath the Hatrd Rock Café where I chatted to Alvin Martin and played piss tennis with Ray Houghton. I also tried to persuade someone who wasn't Sepp Maier that he was Sepp Maier.
The bacalhao is jank.
Why would someone claim not to be Sepp Maier?
I like bacalhao fritters. Generally, though, you're right.