We just happened to be in Rome when there was a Roma-Liverpool Champions League match on. We were minding our own business not far from the Trevi Fountain on the afternoon of the game when a rather large and overly-jolly horde of scousers marched noisily across the square. The jorum had clearly been partaken of. They looked intimidating, and the police looked nervous (even the big lads who looked like they could have been Musso's goons in another age), but the fans were good-natured and all was well. They were amused to come across a Liverpool fan who was merely on holiday. I couldn't get a bloody ticket, could I...