Even with all the crap flying around today my Tigers can still make me smile.
Driving home over the bridge I realised that the tooting of a horn was coming from the van beside me; not doing anything wrong I ignored them.
They tooted again, and them some more.
Oh so casually I glanced sideways to see two young guys grinning like crazy and waving a Tiger t-shirt at me. Big thumbs up from both sides and they sped away.
Oh we’re from Tigerland, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
2 Replies to “Why I ‘m A Tiger”
Okay who remembers The Late Show?
“Like a tiger”…
That’s why me and Phee always wave at Doggies fans! It’s such a cool feeling to have a little comeraderie