Ever met a Redmen?
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Went for the tight brown rather than the easy pink
Ha. Old school. Are you suggesting he votes UKIP?
When I came out of my coma after Hillsborough I was put in a room on my own. One of my first memories was Ian Saint John sitting on the end of my bed in my hospital room talking to my Dad about a game in the 60s that he'd played in that my old man had been at. It was all very strange. Years later I was up the tower at City FM watching a European Cup game in the bar and afterwards I reminded him of it, he didn't remember but gave me autograph and a lift across town. Top man.
My cousin used to be an amateur jump jockey and he rode a horse in the last race at Aintree on Grand National day. 2001 or 2002. I had an owners and trainers badge and was in the posh marquee getting my salmon when I ended up at a table to pour myself a glass of OJ. The guy next to me was Emlyn Hughes. We chatted for a bit and he gave me a tip for the big one. He was charming, and I wish I'd known how ill he was to become so soon after as I would have talked to him more. Crazy Horse.
When I lived in Newcastle in 1992 I was walking past Boots when I saw Ray Kennedy leaning against the wall as his very blonde lady friend went inside. i knew he was very poorly so didn't run up to him. I went round the corner, steeled myself, walked calmly up to him and said 'Hello Ray. Thanks for everything'. Then shoke his hand and walked away. I was very emotional after that one.
When I lived in Newcastle in 1992 I was walking past Boots when I saw Ray Kennedy leaning against the wall as his very blonde lady friend went inside. i knew he was very poorly so didn't run up to him. I went round the corner, steeled myself, walked calmly up to him and said 'Hello Ray. Thanks for everything'. Then shoke his hand and walked away. I was very emotional after that one.
I wasn't that fussed, because I didn't think he was going to score anyway. Oh me of little faith. 😀
One more, and I'll stop I promise.
After uni I worked as a reporter for local radio station in Chester (DEE 106.3FM). Terrible place, but I did interview Mark Wright as he was Chester manager. He'd just been in the shit for shagging his star centre forward's fiance. He sold the player too. Classy. Anyway, I finished the interview, and he'd been a bit of a tit, but I couldn't help it. As I left I said 'Thanks for lifting the cup in '92. My Dad and I enjoyed being there for that one.'
And he turned from being a big-time, cock-of-walk tit into a smiling big kid right before my eyes. He then couldn't let me go and made me sit down and talked to me all about the day and how proud he was to be captain and how chuffed he was to lift the trophy and asked all about me and my old man and where we were from and when we started going the game etc. In the end I was the one trying to leave as I had a story to file and he was disappointed I had to go!
After uni I worked as a reporter for local radio station in Chester (DEE 106.3FM). Terrible place, but I did interview Mark Wright as he was Chester manager. He'd just been in the shit for shagging his star centre forward's fiance. He sold the player too. Classy. Anyway, I finished the interview, and he'd been a bit of a tit, but I couldn't help it. As I left I said 'Thanks for lifting the cup in '92. My Dad and I enjoyed being there for that one.'
And he turned from being a big-time, cock-of-walk tit into a smiling big kid right before my eyes. He then couldn't let me go and made me sit down and talked to me all about the day and how proud he was to be captain and how chuffed he was to lift the trophy and asked all about me and my old man and where we were from and when we started going the game etc. In the end I was the one trying to leave as I had a story to file and he was disappointed I had to go!
It was a real shame about Mark Wright. He was pants for much of his time with us, but in the latter stages (possibly because we were so desperately poor at the back overall - e.g.Nicky Tanner is my nomination for THE worst player ever to wear the shirt) he finally woke up and started to look like the player so many people had said he could be. By the time he left, he was the difference between losing and not losing in a fair few of our games.
From what I can remember he did miss a large part of one particular season through injury, but I didn't think it went beyond that. Couldn't swear to it though.
Don't stop. Please!
Aldridge and Hughes. Both very nice.
You met crazy horse? Wow! How was he?
Stan Collymore is the only Liverpool player, I think that's it. Can't remember anything remarkable.
The German team stayed in the hotel I worked in when they played Northern Ireland. I wouldn't say I met any of them, but observed them at meal times, 3 times a day for 3 days.
Huth was a childish tit.
Oliver Kahn didn't have much time for any of the other team members and just spent his time reading.
Jens Lehman was a bit bizzare.
Michael Ballack was the biggest fucker I have ever seen, not in size but presence and seemed pretty dead on.
The German team stayed in the hotel I worked in when they played Northern Ireland. I wouldn't say I met any of them, but observed them at meal times, 3 times a day for 3 days.
Huth was a childish tit.
Oliver Kahn didn't have much time for any of the other team members and just spent his time reading.
Jens Lehman was a bit bizzare.
Michael Ballack was the biggest fucker I have ever seen, not in size but presence and seemed pretty dead on.
I saw John Wark walking his dog once.
I spent eight hours in an airport with Christian Ziege but didn't speak to him. Everyone was so pissed off cos we were delayed it wasn't the best atmos. He didn't appear to have much of a personality. He was a bit of a support system for his left foot wasn't he? I'd like a German in the team, we've had a few good uns over the years...
i live right by john aldridge, walk past his house pretty much every day, weirdly enough i think ive only ever seen him drive past like once, i assume he spends most of his time sat outside anfield so he can be ready for the cameras if any none-stories break. And i served Mascherano when i worked in tesco one time, i had to try to explain to him that i was gona grab another milk cause he'd picked one up without a bar code, he didnt have a fuckin clue what i was saying, ive never seen anyone look so confused and strangely terrified in my life, his fit bird seemed like a bitch though, not sure what im basing that on mind
I've met a few but never said more than greeting to most of them. Steve McMahon told me I could be the next Molby once though when he was walking his dog and I was playing football.
Great thread. John Wark was in Iceland too - pretty down to earth and fairly quiet. Frank Stapelton wasn't the most pleasant. Met McMannaman in Toronto a few years ago for a football function and chatted for 10 minutes. He was full of cliches but very nice and accommodating. In no hurry.
Come on Sean tell us a few more!
Come on Sean tell us a few more!
LOL - Have a coffee la 😉
I'm afraid your drunken posting is nowhere near its previous standards in your heyday. It would appear that your "done" as a drunken poster.
Indeed, his drunken posting was once legendary.
How the mighty have fallen.
How the mighty have fallen.
Did he up chuck? How do you know, you don't live there!
You've hidden ipcameras haven't you?
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