The way that man who says ‘The Guardian’ at the start of each episode soothes you.

Jimbo’s ‘Extraaaaaaaaaaaaaa’ arouses you.

You listen intently to the pun-tastic intro, rewinding if needed.

You know Producer Ben is the brains behind the operation.

You know who Producer Ben is.

You break out a slice of cake and the latest copy of La Gazzetta dello Sport before tucking in to the latest episode.

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Your wardrobe contains a lot of crisp shirts and cardigans.

You expect to hear either A) Estrela barking in the background, or B) disturbance on the line due to a pesky train tunnel during Sid Lowe’s segment from Spain.

You can’t believe James Horncastle looks like this.

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You’d make a decent stab of humming the theme tune.

The inevitable sense of dissatisfaction when the B or C teams are on.

You feel patriotic pride (and bewilderment) that a lad from Birr has gone on to be a main voice in football punditry.

You gratefully remember that he’s still just a lad from Birr when he talks about working for Hot Press.

You’ve scoured various towns and cities worldwide searching for a mug that Sid doesn’t have already.

You’ve wondered what sort of a hockey player Jonathan Wilson is.

You use ‘Woof’ as an appreciative term far too often.

You hate Max Rushden.

You know the definitive way to pronounce ‘Kroos’.

That warm and fuzzy feeling you get when Amy Lawrence is on.

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The Wayne Rooney and Ed Sheeran duet of ‘Lego House’ is finally here

Is Xavi about to become big in Japan?