True story... I actually lost a bet in a game of pool to my manc supporting cousin 2 years ago. The forfeit at the time was that if I won, he had to come on a night out wearing a Liverpool shirt. If he won, then I would have to come on a night out wearing a Man Utd shirt. I've been ducking out of doing it since. He doesn't know it yet, but I've decided that on April 24th, I'm going to make good on my end of the bargain, don the red and black, go down his local, and absolutely roar these horrible fuckers on against City. To say that I can't wait to see the look on his face is quite an understatement. The sense of schadenfreude will be beautiful.