Phill said:
BTH said:
Assuming you're back from Asda Phill {sic}, let me tell you that I don't shop there myself, given that its parent company, WalMart, is strictly anti-union. You may have sold your socialist principles along with your soul too for all I know, but I certainly haven't.
Secondly, I met a mate of mine in the pub this afternoon and asked him how he spelt his name. After looking at me as if I was stupid, he responded: "P-h-i-l. How else would I spell it?" Exactly. I wondered aloud if he'd ever though of spelling it with two 'l's which elicited a curt "No" amazingly enough. Just a thought, but maybe it's time to drop the superfluous 'l' eh, Phill? You're fooling no-one.
Thirdly, as I have already stated, I'm sticking with my story; I've got nothing further to add however you dress it up.
Yes I'm back from Asda. Please do tell me where you shop and what brand of clothes you wear Noel. I'm sure your credentials are 100% ethical eh? And who said I was ever a socialist?
Do you eat meat? If so, glad to see you involved in the slaughter of animals for your gratification. Wear leather clothing? Murderer for your vanity. I could go on. No one is perfect. Not even you. Though I'm sure you will disagree with me on that one.
And I only
ever eat red meat. Raw, obviously, but then I'm not an evangelist from the cult of Morrissey!
Phill said:
I'm extremely flattered that you took the time in your busy schedule to discuss my name spelling with your friend. Wow. What an interesting life you lead.
Tricky one I know: pub v supermarket. Hmm, now let me see...
Phill said:
You keep saying ''as I have stated, I'm sticking with my story'', but the fact remains, you didn't answer the question I posed in your statement.
Your statement said you assaulted me because I pushed your girlfriend.
I asked the question if it was correct that before I allegedly pushed her, your girlfriend left your side, walked a short distance towards me on her own and aggressively attempted to snatch my bag of fanzines and left empty handed back to your side.
Now, here is the bit where you get interactive Noel.
Please answer YES or NO if that is a correct statement. I don't want any other answer other than yes or no. Did she or didn't she do that.
I apologise if other people are bored with me posting this but I make no apology for doing so and will continue to ask the same question until a yes or no answer is provided.
I've already covered this so I don't know why you keep whining about it - other than the fact that this unfortunate trait appears to be deeply ingrained in your DNA. As you have already said, I was some distance away in the Kippax tunnel. I didn't have a clear view of what was happening - not unsurprising given that it was half-time and there were a lot of people milling about.
However, I became aware of a kerfuffle - you've provided the details; I can neither agree nor disagree on this point as I didn't have a clear view. However - and this is the crucial bit -
in order to see what was going on I made my way over. I saw you shove her.
Now you have claimed that you are only "little" Phill in a desperate bid for victim status. Not many people would consider 5'10" to be little and it is an inch above the average UK height of 5'9" for males. However, and what cannot be disputed is that you are/were significantly significantly bigger than her, as she is/was tiny. To suggest that someone so slight was acting "aggressively" is as laughable as Kevin Horlock's sending off for "aggressive walking" at Dean Court and you surely must realise this? Whatever happened and I have no reason to dispute your take on what I didn't see, do you really think it's acceptable to push young girls around? I don't now and I didn't then and that's why you got a slap for your trouble. Some people might say you got off lightly.
Therefore, I'm obliged to add another answer to your Who Wants To Be A Millionaire-style quiz round re your moot point and your moot point only: I DON'T KNOW. That "interactive" enough for you?
Phill said:
Finally, how f*cking arrogant are you to suggest that I have to send a private message to you in advance, to inform you that I am going to post anything on this site? Who the f*ck do you think you are?
Noel Bayley... Noel Edward Bayley.
Phill said:
I don't need your permission or approval to do anything.
Nobody as much as suggested you did, so maybe it's time to get off your high horse?
Against a background of someone who shoves young girls about, a wannabe hooligan or perhaps even someone who drives around to people's house to confront them on their own doorsteps (I note you haven't made mention of this Phill, but then it doesn't fit into your agenda, does it?) the oft-bandied-about assertions that I've bullied or intimidated anyone suddenly start to ring a bit hollow now, don't they? I defended what was mine; who wouldn't? I still am! But the irony is that it's quite laughable really coming from someone who never did have much of a sense of humour. Maybe that's why you couldn't handle the banter when you weren't with your BP chums and didn't have the numbers. It always was a numbers game though with you lot, wasn't it?
P.S. Let me know if you fancy a pint with Dante and I.<br /><br />-- Sun Nov 28, 2010 1:05 pm --<br /><br />
Vic said:
Now this is what you call research (from <a class="postlink" href="http://www.citystrip.demon.co.uk" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.citystrip.demon.co.uk</a> - dead now)
RIGHT ON QUEUE
By Noel Bayley (editor of Bert Trautmann's Thermos Flask & Garden Chair)
Getting a fix on the length of yesterday's queue for Wigan tickets had not
been easy; the traditionally unhelpful ticket office were, well, unhelpful
when I rang.
"Are people queuing yet?" I asked.
"There were about thirty people this morning when I got here."
"How many now?"
"I don't know, we've got the blinds down?"
"Can't you lift them up and have a look?"
"No!"
"Have a look out the door?"
Obviously not, cheers!
A flurry of 'phone calls established that the queue was indeed up and
running and so were we. We arrived at Maine Road to see that a healthy
throng had already gathered and was stretched back as far as the North
Stand/Kippax corner, complete with the required queuing paraphernalia of
thermos flasks and garden chairs, butties and papers. However, as we had
made prior arrangements to queue on a rota basis we were able to take up a
spot close to the front of the queue. This didn't go down too well with a
couple of people behind, particularly with one supporters' club branch
chairman who I'd never seen in a queue before. While it isn't usually
practical for out-of-town supporters to queue for tickets, I don't see why
officials of local branches shouldn't have to queue up for every game like
the rest of us. After all, if Thame Blue can drive up from Oxon to
guarantee himself a ticket, why should people from Greater Manchester be
spared the effort?
During the course of the afternoon we were joined by one or two others,
again to the chagrin of some behind. However, if you've let someone in the
queue earlier in the season, it's only natural that the compliment is
returned. To use a popular footballing phrase of the day: these things even
themselves out over the course of a season.
This, I have no recollection of, Vic.
wearethesouthstand said:
this is nothing
there should be a thread on what happened city fanzines v utd fanzines over the years, now that would be interesting...
all i can say about that one is that as a group of supporters we could have done more against united if we had stuck together, they are always pulling stunts and plotting at our expense...
for example, they tried to hire out one of the suites in the kippax for a party when it was our 25th year without a trophy - the silver jubilee they called it.
someone in city fanzineland tipped off the club about it and they told the person who booked it there was a burst pipe or something, meaning they had to find a new venue with 24 hours notice
the party went ahead in town but not before a certain radio prankster called the police and said there was a fire, leaving 150 rags out on the street in the pouring rain
there was more we could have done but we were divided
the time when we were most together was really september 1993, forward with franny because everyone wanted swales out by then really... but it didn't last...
And this is exacly the kind of thing that should have been on this thread IMO.