Now, on the odd occasion when my beige, yellow and mauve diamond patterned tank-top is in the wash I will don my claret and blue West Ham shirt and wear it out and about over jeans and trainers looking the dogs gonads. Since I look the biz' and nails amongst the far too many faggoty, dole scrounging Liverpooh tops I see floating about I do not considser myself chav. Just fcuking Godlike. However, today in the country park there was a 30 something husband and father of two wearing one of those puke dayglo' Chelsea away strips. On par with me so far, OK. But what the fcuk was the matching Chelsea shorts AND socks and white trainers FFS? Yeah, a full strip. He was swaggering about like he was about to come on for Frank Lampard the stupid pr1ck. Is this bloke chav or just a nonse? Should I have taken him out with a surprise tackle from behind with all the hundreds of onlooking kids?