Certainly was that side. West Ham ambushed us a service station in the 80's
I had forgotten that. I remember some supermarkets got raided for the boxes alone leaving heaps of washing powder in the aisles. Those were the days.
But there were joys in those days long gone now.
The midnight train to Brighton with buffet bar in full flow, bacon butties and Annie Nightingale holding court.
23.00 from Manchester direct to Brighton.
Drinking on the bus,
The sense of achievement having escaped from Ninian Park in one piece...
Those Grimsby fans were something special. I was chased down the road by a local carrying a railway sleeper as a cosh. Yup it slowed him down long enough for me to escape.
Late one night in Rio. Large African girl, approached me with an offer of er entertainment. I politely declined and she punched me hard in the nuts. Threw me to the ground and attempted to get my body belt. Failed. We then picked each other up and wished each other good night. She had of course...
Look at it from the agents point of view. Sell to City for say 25m and job done. Or sell to Brighton for 20m and then in eighteen months time to Chelsea for 120m. Which is he going to go for?
The best one is when they get on the bus, look around and seize their opportunity to do the full I had my bus pass here somewhere routine. The look of crestfallen disappointment on their face when the driver happily waves them through.
Schalke midfielder is being linked on our UK channels. I have not been over this season to see him, but interesting as Bayern are as always sniffing around...
Very lucky to do all three. Marseille the favourite, wonderful weather, lovely local crowd. ‘It is OK my friend you can speak English here. This is not Paris’ I may need to spend more time in Provence.
Enjoy it while it lasts, he will be a very hard act to follow. The text target will be a trophy as simple as that. Just imagine for a moment if Todd hadn't phoned.