Pete Williams . On stage. In his element Decades ago, I went to watch my beloved but useless football team (I could tell you but you’d die laughing) fold at home to Wolverhampton Wanderers. I was heading home on the train, when a friend, a Wolves fan, called to wind me up. The train was full of Wolves fans, who rapidly clocked that I was being razzed. They sat back to enjoy the spectacle. I handed my phone to a pal.