Under-Channelled Aggression

The Eurostar offered another cliché on my dual nationality. I'm embarrassed when the French vote Front national, but twenty minutes out of Paris and the train bar was full of Englishmen too pissed to even stand. You simply never see the French like that; in fact they find it as incomprehensible as it is shameful. My disdain was compounded by idiot posh English who understood neither French nor football shouting out what they thought was going on in the England vs. France match. You'd have thought that if they were going to listen to French radio commentary they'd at least have found out the French word for goal.