This is a song from Green Street Hooligans when they are about to fight their rival firm(band of passionate fans or hooligans). This song was created by Terence Jay, in the film, especially for the film. It symbolises the moment when they are all walking to the fight, some almost certain not to return, or to return injured, over something some people would call stupid or trivial which was a football match. But they believed in it strongly enough that they were willing to fight for what they believed in. They were willing to risk their lives over it. Now many people would say that’s stupid and that would never happen. Passion is the word. Passion, true passion is something completely different in football. In America everyone cheers on their teams and wears their colours with pride, but in other countries people represent their team all the time. Good or bad. They literally bleed for their team. It’s more than a game. There is something that I absolutely hate about sports. Bandwagoners. Now if your team gets knocked out and you pick another one, that’s fair, but you go back to your team, you are still technically a supported of your team. I don’t understand basketball so I just pick the team I like the sound or colours of. But there is a huge difference between that and supporting someone just because they are good. Brazil is a huge example. I’ll use my friend Hyder for example, sorry Hyder I hope you don’t mind lol. He supports Brazil, but unlike most people, who aren’t from Brazil, who support them because they win all the time, he supports them because that is the team he grew up watching. The team he follows. The team he supports. Unlike many other people who look at Brazil as consitent winners and choose them. Not all their fans are like that, there are some yellow blooded, through and through Brazil fans as there are English, Spanish, German, whatever, but I can’t stand the bandwagoners. The ones who suddenly cheer for whoever is winning. Not the ones with the passion, the fire, the spirit, the determination to follow your team no matter what! No these are the people who always want to win. England hasn’t won since 1966, should I support Italy because they won last time? NO! Hell No! And I wouldn’t expect any self respecting, yet decidely greasy, Italian to support any other country than their own unless Italy gets knocked out. If your team loses and you support another team for that tournament, fair enough, but you don’t go for the winner because they are the winner. You go for you team. The team you have that passion for. ENGERLAND, ENGERLAND, ENGERLAND!!!!! COME ON ENGLAND, COME ON ENGLAND, COME ON ENGLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THREE LIONS ON OUR SHIRT, NO MORE NEED FOR DREAMING, NO MORE YEARS OF HURT!!!!! England is my team. It’s my country. It’s my passion. There are teams we support when ours don’t make it, like I want the Netherlands to do well, but it’s first and foremost England. If England plays the Netherland then fuck the orange bastards becase it’s time for England!

Before I blow up, here’s the song One Blood by Terence Jay:

In the far away fires
Where the hills forever burn
At the feet of our heroes
We try hard to learn
But the lesson is lost there
In the smoke and the mud
That we are one flesh, one breath, one life, one blood

I stood by the river
That ran red with shame
I stood in the killing fields
Where death had no name
I stood with my brothers
And away it flood
And we where one flesh, one breath, one life, one blood

Then I felt to the ground
Tasted ashes on my tongue
Thinking that only the death
Are forever young

There was peace in the twilight
And for a moment among
It was a world without danger
A world without war
And I will take all your suffering
It will do any good
Cause we are one flesh, one breath, one life, one blood