Hooligans...

The other night we watched "Green Street Hooligans," and after getting past our initial hesitation because the word "hooligans" was in the title, we actually enjoyed it. It was a movie about a guy who gets wrongfully kicked out of Harvard two months shy of graduation. He picks up and goes to England, where his sister is living. He meets his brother-in-law's brother (would that still be his brother-in-law?) who is involved in a "firm" (which is really a gang) that suppports the West Ham United football team. The word "support" is used loosely here. Basically, they beat the shit out of other team's firms with no or very little reason. It gets alot more complicated than that, but I'm not going to ruin it for you. It was a really good movie and totally fed into this England obsession that I've got going lately. Anyone want to buy me a plane ticket?