The Fiver | A generous gesture with which psychoanalysts could have a field day

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The Fiver has been going for 15 years now. Sixteen maybe. Or is it 17? We’re not sure, to tell the truth, we’ve been drinking to forget since 2002. Anyway, the exact number is irrelevant, because email years are exactly like those of the dog, and whichever figure we use leaves us with an unpleasantly high total once the canine calculations are done. We’re either 73, 77 or 81 years old, you know! And therefore of an age to remember a time when football folk would talk about Ajacks, Jooventus and Reel Madrid. A time when it was socially acceptable to brazenly wallow in pitiful ignorance. When knowledge was an irrelevance and facts were by the by. The past might be a foreign country to some, but the Fiver felt more at home there.

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