A kedvedért fellapoztam Nick Hornby Fever Pitch-ét:

England v Holland
March 1988

(...) Every couple of years I forget what a miserable experience it is to go to Wembley to watch England play, and give it another try. In '85 I went to watch a World Cup qualifier a couple of weeks after Scotland's Jock Stein had died, and listened to the most mind-boggingly obscene celebratory songs; four years later I went to another one, and sat among people who gave drunken Nazi salutes during the National Anthem.
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The dreadlocked Gullit, the main reason why the game had sold out in the first place, provoked monkey noises every time he touched the ball.
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So among crowds of 25 thousand, you'll find a few hundred troublemakers; when you're getting crowds of 5 or 6 thousand, the same few hundred will still be turning up, and suddenly the tiny minority have become much more significant (...) That, I think, is what happened with Chelsea and Millwall in the late seventies and early eighties; it is also what happened to Endland between elimination from the World Cup in 1974 and qualification for Italy in 1990. For most of that time they were a desperate side, and they attracted a pretty desperate crowd.
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