Bit of a confession here, but I did take massive delight in seeing Spurs lose in the Carling cup. Even laughing at the despair on the fans and players. (Not that I really wanted ManUre to win either...)
It's strange that although I do believe myself to be a nice person, football and the emotions it fires up, turn me into quite an unpleasant person.
I mock other people's teams.
I take delight in their failings.
I gloat about successes.
I shout abuse about other teams.
I become single-mindedly obsessed about my team.
Hmm. You could almost say it is a religion! Heheheh.