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Have you ever actually sat through a whole football match?

Thankfully not even in my nightmares.

It's the very epitome of what all sport should be. Competitive combat between two teams of supreme finely-honed athletes giving their all in the pursuit of victory. Although I admit it may have lost a little of that since the days Roger and I used to play regularly for DC Thomson comic sides.

Or, less romanticised, loads of people being weirdly emotionally invested in the performances of millionaires kicking a ball around.

I’m sure the DC Thomson comic sides were a fun kickabout, but I can’t see it as anything other than the useless being hopeless at the pointless.

Wow! I hope never to experience the effect of that. Sounds like something Putin might be developing. But graphic as it is, Diane, I'm afraid  it doesn't quite answer my question. I'm need to know the (for want of a better word) fragrance - is it comparable to any that I might know? I don't like the smell of rotting fish for example... or blue cheese... or milk on the turn... wet dogs... I'm guessing none of these do it justice, but I'm still curious.

I've always regarded football as pissing about on a field rather than sport.

Have you ever actually sat through a whole football match?

It's the very epitome of what all sport should be. Competitive combat between two teams of supreme finely-honed athletes giving their all in the pursuit of victory. Although I admit it may have lost a little of that since the days Roger and I used to play regularly for DC Thomson comic sides.

Lovely thread, this.

But it conjures up a question I've always wanted to know the answer to... okay, I'm embarrassed to admit it's a question I've never actually thought to ask once in my more-than six decades of curiosity. Namely, what does a skunk actually smell like when under threat, or whatever it is that convinces it to go on the defensive? "Bad" I know, but is there a better comparative description than that? Something a sommelier might get their teeth into (not literally) perhaps. What's the nearest equivalent that the uneducated (me) might understand? Feel free to add in "notes of burning rubber" and the like if it helps.

Sorry, Diane - the floor is all yours on this one, being the only one I can think of who might actually know. I'm now desperate to be enlightened having spent my life with zero interest in the answer.

Diane, on my six trips to Montana and the surrounding States, I never encountered even the slightest hint of trouble. Everywhere we went, we were greeted with genuine warmth. Without exception, the locals were extremely friendly and welcoming. Even the city panhandlers were ridiculously polite!
As for the wildlife, well, it was pretty spectacular in Yellowstone park. Hundreds of bison, deer and elk. We learned one interesting fact while travelling on the highway---even if you drive round a dead skunk in the middle of the road, there is still a powerful odour!