I'm not a fan of the old 'What you sayin' now I've scored a goal against Exeter. Yes, Exeter. At home. That puts us level with Lincoln and just behind Stevenage' hand motion to the ear celebration.
It's like me walking into the house, stabbing a fork into the film of a Chicken Curry microwaveable meal several times, not bothering to stir half way through the 6 alloted minutes and then turning round to the Mrs, who's been banging on at me to do more cooking for the last 11 years, and giving the same celebration.
It's exactly the same thing.