I have marvelled for a long time now at the memory of the wunderbar Austrian team that played in the France '98 World Cup.
Not for their silky football, nor for their stereotypically dogged national spirit, but purely for the size of their numbers....
Go on, have another deek....
They're bloody HUGE! This is what we want from International competition...a battle of number-size! Christ, that number is nearly as big as his shirt!
It doesn't get any better than this, I can tell you......
(By the way, I have no idea how the Chil-e-an guy ends up in that position?)
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