Indeed it does. Proper lyrical banter and a far better offering than some turgid, cockney, dewey eyed cack that even has a passage glorifying that plate of culinary horse**** that is pie, mash & liquor. Good grief.
I first heard it I'd say about '74. I am convinced it didn't start with "The wánky Tottenham Hotspur". Is my memory playing tricks on me C? How is your menagerie btw? Has it expanded even further or did you get bored with the flea-ridden wee ****s and flog 'em to Maccy D?
It provokes a question. Not about C’s nags but when the bantering rivalry actually began. My young ears weren’t tuned into it during those games against Leeds in the late 60’s when the old man first took me along to Highbury. He used to tell me of when he was a kid, during those post war groundshare days, getting passed over shoulders to the front and how he’d schlepp along to see Arsenal one week and Spurs the next. Unthinkable nowadays of course.
Encapsulated here, to perfection.
https://youtu.be/yqve-jFpAhc?si=2tsLZSeFe4VJEClx
This is where we are, sadly. Change is as inevitable as a sh1t advert from Malteser’s, I suppose.
London, together with it’s accent has evolved more culturally in the last 20 years than the previous 120, perhaps longer. It’s the pace of change that’s difficult to take in.