"I'm Tom Kellaway, not quite old enough to vote, living a humdrum existence in my parent's terraced house of tangerine ceilings, farting upholstery, and dubious oil paintings of naked women. However, 1972 is shaping up to be a good year. I have formed a band with my friends, and I'm the drummer, or at least I will be when I get some drums. I have also met the beautiful Sofia, who might just be the girl of my dreams. The Liverpool Stadium and unrequited...