A grown man in a tiger onesie. He was wandering about against the flow of his fellow Hull City Supporters after the FA Cup Final. I can imagine that he must have been seriously overheated and de-hydrated based on my working knowledge of the performance of a cheap garment of purely synthetic material. That physiological factor alone could easily account for his erratic movement across the upper walkway. The rolled fabric tail hung forlornly down albeit with a slight metronome rhythm induced by the rolling gait.
OAP's had somehow been persuaded, perhaps by an accompanying grandchild, to have their faces painted in classic tiger print. I don't think that I have ever seen a geriatric big cat but suspect that such great animals have a bit of natural dignity and just don't go out anywhere when not at their absolute best.
Elvis is from Hull and regularly attends big matches. Apparently.
In the 1980's and 1990's Hull City pioneered a range of football strips which make current flashy and flamboyant team issues look the equivalent of drab beige. Imagine if you can a gawdy, tiger skin print with tight swirls and detail and variations thereon. Opposing teams were reported as feeling ill when confronted by a fast moving attacking midfielder. A now rare assortment of those classic kits was proudly on show but with a public warning not to stare for too long for fear of a mesmeric attack.
Just a normal away-day for the City of Culture.
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