Neil JENSEN

IF YOU’RE anywhere in Britain, or indeed the world, there’s one language that almost everyone seems to understand – football. We’re simple folk when it comes down to it, so a few gestures, a couple of names of mutual familiarity will break down any barrier.
A few months ago, I was travelling between Manchester and Horwich to see a game between Bolton and Norwich. I got into a discussion with an Italian fellow who wanted some help getting a ticket for the match.
Somebody overheard our conversation and then tapped me on the shoulder as we got off the tra...