This is a surprising and enjoyable take on the relationship between a fan and a club, although it betrays a rather fuddled mind, I fear:

“Ties are stronger than they could ever be with a woman. If she goes and sleeps with your best mate, it’s over. If the Rs’ boss, Ian Holloway, slept with my best mate, QPR would still be my team.”

Who would say such a thing? (This line aside, the piece is sadly little more than a checklist of plankishness, but I guess we get our kicks where we can these days, eh?)