From dragging the kids to a freezing Saturday match to arguing over the remote during the Six Nations, sport runs in the family. Which of these traditions actually holds a special place in your heart?
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Sunday morning junior football on a muddy pitch
Standing on the touchline in the drizzle, shouting encouragement while clutching a lukewarm flask. A rite of passage for parents up and down the country.
Boxing Day football with the whole family
Nothing says British Christmas like piling into a stadium the day after with Nan, uncles and cousins in tow. The fixtures are half the point of the festive season.
Wimbledon fortnight on the telly with strawberries
Two weeks of curtains drawn, cream on standby and shouting at Henman Hill from the sofa. A proper British summer ritual passed down the generations.
Grand National sweepstake around the kitchen table
Everyone chucks in a quid, names get drawn from a mug, and suddenly your nine-year-old is roaring home a 40/1 outsider. Pure family gold.

Six Nations Saturdays with a full fry-up
Sofa claimed by 2pm, brown sauce within reach, and three generations debating the scrum. Whether you follow England, Wales, Scotland or Ireland, it's sacred.
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