“The noise just grew louder and louder until I walked out into this blinding sea of white shirts and flags, the bright green pitch, and I could see the Tottenham Hotspur cockerel statue shining next to the same flagpoles where they’d pulled down that swastika flag in the 30s. The noise hit me, went through me and kept coming back over me in waves. It was overwhelming, incredible, and I immediately felt at home.”
— @heiso https://www.untothefields.com/2023/04/12/tottenham-the-y-word-and-me/
@pujz @taalumot I understand, we've all made youthful mistakes that we continue to pay for although in your case it saved you from years of suffering.
Did you grow up down the Seven Sisters road?