Fantastic story. Brilliant. You, and your dad are genuine legends.I get it from my Dad unfortunately. Not that he's from there either.
Essentially he entered a subutteo tournament as a kid and drew Gillingham out the hat. He went on to win* the tournament and started following Gills results. His family are all Pompey and when they played eachother he realised he preferred Gills. The rest is painful history.
He's still got his gills subutteo players with their numbers and names written on the box. Surprised he hasn't framed his beloved Yeo.
*when my grandparents died he found his diary/notes and it turns out he didn't even win the bloody thing.
Worthy rival to my insane mate.
Edit. Just love that story. Compare you and your dear old dad to the plastic w#nkers who pick a top team to support. They'd be incredulous at your reasoning. Bet you've got more genuine joy being a Gill than the
plastics (eg after yesterday). Good on you.
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