Inter schools boxing event, minding my own business picking my bugle in the gym at fawcett Winstanly walks in and asks for volunteers for a inter schools boxing night at Queens Park school, nobody responded and he muttered the words Girls blouses! That was it I was in, I'd never boxed in my short peaceful life so had 5 days to prepare! I think I watched a couple of boxing matches on video and stopped eating cake for 16 hours, I was ready!
Turned up at the school and the matches were up and I was on last v N.Kenyon, my kit consisted of my older brothers silky shorts a pair of black plimsolls that didn't fit and a green Bib vest revealing my puny lilly white arms.
Ding Ding , bloody hell I took 3 minutes of windmills without throwing a punch, somehow I was still standing and pretty much the same thing happened in round 2, in the 3rd and last round my opponent ran out of steam so I thought I'll try chucking a punch , boom straight on his chin , his legs wobbled and for some strange reason I still to this day have no idea why I said it but I asked him if he was OK what a muppet, ding fight over.