When Gavin Webster was a kid he liked Kings and Queens of England from history, space and the solar system as well as singing, skipping and running. Then football or rather Newcastle United arrived and that was his life effectively over. Obsessed with the team, the players, the results and the club’s history but also obsessed with the supporters, the banal songs, rude terrace chanting and the moronic subculture that went with football at the time. It ruined his bloody life and still does to this day. This is his story.
‘His rants are wonderfully surreal’ Herald