Watched this last night in bed on ITV.
Films about football hooligans are always going to stink like rotting corpses, but it was miles less-embarrassing than The Football Factory. This was due to it thankfully lacking the anti-racism/anti-ageism/anti-violence sentiment that the aforementioned strangely seems to counterpose with a 'glorification' (sorry) of fighting.
Embarrassing moments included a drinking in the pub montage with 'Waterfall' in the background.
But OH MY GOD. WHY WAS THE LEAD ROLE COCKNEY BEING PLAYED BY AN AUSTRALIAN!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!