My only claim to fame in football is that I played on the QPR astroturf.....only after it had been dug up and sold to my university and relaid as an all weather 5-a-side and hockey pitch.
Was he bald?I was (and still am) a rubbish footballer, as several regulars on here will confirm (@Jack Straw , @WATFORD zero) but I was once booked by an FA Cup final and Fifa-listed referee.
At a college reunion a few years ago, the bloke who was our football club secretary mentioned that anyone who had ever been booked while he was in charge had been booked by David Elleray. He knew this because, as secretary, he was sent all notifications of bookings so that we could pay the (negligible) fines, and Elleray was the only referee officious enough to book players at that level. He remembered the name as it was quite unusual.
The booking was for dissent, specifically for complaining that the ball was too hard. He claimed it couldn't be because he had checked it himself. I recall pointing out something to the effect that he 'didn't have to head the f***ing thing.' And I might well have called him a bad word after that, but it was about 50 years ago, so we have to rely on the balance of probabilities ...
We might not have been world beaters, but we’ve both retained a love for the game and passed it on to our (more talented) kids, that’s a win in my bookI will happily argue that I'm the worst. Played goal for brighton college seconds, a school where anyone half good at sport played rugby, and made one appearance for the firsts where we duly lost 7-1, despite the best efforts of @Mackenzie at centre half to save my blushes.
Frustrating that i understand the game inside out, but my feet are just useless. Have managed to coach my daughter to become a league footballer at 17 though, she actually used to think i was quite good until the penny dropped at age 10
I picked the ball up in our half, dribbled it the whole way (past one defender) to the 6 yard box and scored. Only to be given offside. Gutted doesn’t even come close.
I've actually played at Stamford Bridge, used the home team's dressing room and everything.My only claim to fame in football is that I played on the QPR astroturf.....only after it had been dug up and sold to my university and relaid as an all weather 5-a-side and hockey pitch.
Played for Chailey until 77. Had a green shed, no showers, with Old Trafford sprayed on the front but absolutely glorious views of the downs, handy to gaze upon when you're 3 nil down!
Are you calling him a drug dealer?Did you ever get any sniff for London Fire Brigade in the Corinthians league
Had all but one of the other players stopped playing because they saw the flag?Nope. Burned into my memory as if it were yesterday.
It was the only goal I ever scored and some dimwit Lino flagged me offside even though I got the ball in my own half.
I was a truly awful baller. This was my one and only half decent 30 seconds and he robbed me. Robbed me, I tell you.
Still, at least I’m over it now.
That’s a load of balls then.I know a poster on here who played for Littlehampton Town and once commanded a transfer fee to Arundel. The fee being a bag of balls.