Lest there be any doubt about this family's Plymouth Argyle credentials here it is.
The Kayaker's (on the left) mascot picture and me so overcome in the tunnel waiting for my little boy to run out on the pitch I didn't realise I was blocking the way.
Peter Shilton, player-manager at the time gently lent over and whispered "Excuse me" very politely in my ear. He had nice goalkeeper's legs, I remember things like that.
I think I'd also been overcome by the heady aroma of all that wintergreen liniment.
There could well be a case of rural matricide later today when it becomes known that I've shared this with the world.
Oh yes, and look, they play good teams sometimes too