By Chris Wright
This time two years ago England played a friendly against Brazil without a poppy sewn on their shirts, with ne’er a word uttered by a single soul. The same can be said for a November friendly against France the following year.
This year, thanks to a bout of nonsensical provocation, we have these c**ts spreading their muck…
Yep, you’ve nailed it boys. It’s what the war dead would’ve wanted.