In England we have Uncle Tom Cobbly and then 200 years later, Steeleye Span (with a passing nod to Rambling Sid Rumpo). However, these days, the tradition is well and truly alive, but where? On the terraces - there's nowt more folk then football (use of Northern Dialect to indicate folkiness).
Look at this couplet of genius from Elland Road:
"You are my Kandol, my Tresor Kandol,
You signed from Barnet, on deadline day,
We did not notice that you could score goals,
Until that day at Tranmere away."
