'Why does sight of a football make people want to fight?' - Nancy Fielder column
There is a very powerful social media campaign being led by Sheffield Football Association this month.
How often have you wondered about uttering the words, it is just a game?
It is so tempting whether said through jest or in a bid to calm situations, but we all know not all would react in a way that acknowledges the truth of sports which really don't need to represent life or death.
Football is the worst but you'll find unnecessary behaviour on the sidelines of most team games.
It isn't just sport that causes blood pressures to rise, even when one of the major advantages to is that it improves fitness and should therefore do the opposite.
I've seen plenty of people lose their rag over a boardgame. Come on, admit it ... many family has divided over Monopoly.
Things that are supposed to be good for us, to be wholesome entertainment and cheer us up - don't always manage to do that.
Are we more highly strung that we used to be or have dads always screeched inappropriately from the sidelines?
There is a very powerful social media campaign being led by Sheffield Football Association this month.
They asked young, very young, players what they can hear from the sidelines.
None of it is pleasant or supportive, and it is 'a bit distracting' as the video proves very nicely. It makes you ashamed to be human.
Should our kids have to put up with that from anyone, let alone parents?
I have witnessed things at kids sport that nobody should have to see ... and the players are rarely even involved. That doesn't mean they aren't impacted. Quite the opposite.
It can be so bad, the FA had to create Silent Support Weekends. What a sad indictment of adults not able to act like grows ups.
I have spent weeks, if not months of my life, watching sport. From top level professionals to tiny tots better able to kick a ball than walk without wobbling.
I, along with tens of thousands of other Sheffield football fans, sat through icy winds and pouring rain on Saturday to feel little joy about the team we adore.
I've been doing that since I was a teenager and now tag along with my own 14-year-old son.
Not a huge amount has changed in that time. Men still vastly outnumber women, there are very few chants that you'd allow children to sing in the playground and our city still hasn't got two teams in the Premier League.
We went home wet and cold - but not miserable. Yes, the match wasn't great, but we love being surrounded by other football lovers.
What we didn't do, and never would, is want to fight ... with anybody.
Scores of police officers rushed to the train station on Saturday evening. We have yet to get any official confirmation but eyewitnesses say it was a bust-up between football fans.
Rumour has it they weren't even rivals - they just happened to be in the same station at the same time, making their way home from matches.
The bad old days of serious football hooliganism are behind us. Let's not even consider, ever, fighting because of team colours ever.
The other regular victim, across all sports, is anybody brave enough to volunteer as an official.
The abuse hurled at referees, even on a chilled Sunday morning when those with the whistle are still only teenagers themselves, would horrifying you. Whatever their decision, where is our respect and decency?
How do we expect our children to behave when they come up again problems, if the adults around them don't set a good example?
None of it is really funny when you're away from the roar of the crowd and the pressure of a match result that means absolutely nothing in the grand scheme if things.
I don't believe the same people would act the same way at work or at school or at home.
Why does the sight of a ball change their basic human instincts?
It doesn't matter if you are on the sidelines or station, let's do better.