I guess because my grandma couldn't walk and her mental problems left her when she used to tell me to go on and get them.
And even though she was from Liverpool she sit down with me and a couple of my best friends with a chippy dinner and watch the untied game and tell them how much she loved watching them play and that ooh my lad is just like Ryan Giggs.
Aw, that's lovely. Your grandmother sounds like a real sweetheart.
Having read this, I now picture you looking like my uncle who, in his earlier years, looked the spits of Giggsy! When I was a baby/toddler, I swore blind that he was Giggs, ha. I remember a story my Mum told me about him that one day, whilst he was in the office doing his job, a random windowcleaner just started banging on the window shouting "Ryan Giggs! Ryan Giggs!" What was, I guess, ironic was that my uncle was a big City fan and Giggs, being the star he was here at United, probably wasn't too chuffed at being associated with a United legend!
Though, the only reason he became a City fan was because he grew up with a certain Paul Lake who went on to play for City. My grandparents who came over from Ireland, his parents, were big United fans but he became a City fan regardless. I grew up with Paul's nephew and, though he supported United, he had a soft spot for City due to Paul. At the time, being a kid and all, I thought that was strange but I'd probably feel the same, too. Especially as, back then, City weren't challenging for major trophies like they are now.
Thinking about it, there's only two City fans (off the top of my head) in my family and the rest are, thankfully, reds. My uncle and one of my older brothers. What's worse is that they started as United fans but both changed to supporting City due to their best friends at the time being mad City fans themselves. I've gone on a tangent here so I apologise but it's 3am and I'm high on Cherry Coke.
I used to get the piss ripped out of me for that one because I had black curly hair and looked a bit like him.
Ha, I've got curly hair, too. I used to resent my curls back in primary school because I was the only boy who had curls but I've since grown to love them. I didn't know it at the time, and looking back I don't know how, but I was one of two boys who were invited to one of the girls birthday parties and it was because she fancied me due to my curls. I spent the entire party running away from the girls trying to look for the other boy.