ROB BRADLEY questions why he sits outside freezing in mid-winter to watch his favourite team – and comes up with an experiment to see if you can replace your football fix

IT WAS a cold Tuesday in February and my club was playing at home that evening. In auto-pilot mode I did what I always do – turned up at the ground looking forward to the night ahead, had a beer in the bar and took my seat to watch the game.
As usual, the football was poor. Two basement division teams battling away in front of a couple of thousand fans with little goalmouth action to lift our spirits. And ...