Whenever I read or hear the word "hooligan," it makes me chuckle in a melancholy way. When I was a child, my mom (who has been deceased for over 20 years now) used to call me a "hooligan" whenever I behaved in a rambunctious or overly boisterous manner. It's really hard for me to take the word seriously, because it makes me think of child me bouncing off the walls and chewing great wads of Bubble Yum.