Jim Tolmie

I just remembered a bizarre story about Jim Tolmie. I can't recall the game or why I was in the Maine stand but I know it was a night game. I think it must have been an early round of the league cup or similar. Myself and a few of the lads were in there and we got right near to where the directors and big wigs sat. Tolmie must have been injured as he was there with a mate. We were all made up and chatting with him. Anyway along came some pompous prats in suits and told Tolmie he had to move as he was in their seats. I said, " Tell them to fuck off!" at which he smiled and whispered " Fuck off" but not at the blokes as they were obviously big wigs. Anyway he had to move and we gave the blokes some stick ourselves. Their pompous replies soon dried up when we threatened to give them a slap but not long afterwards we were being pointed out to a copper so we had to disappear ourselves. Good player Jim, him and Parlane galvanised the club for a while.
 
My favourite memory of Jim was a game at Stamford Bridge when we were getting absolutely battered. For some reason I was sitting in the three tier stand surrounded by Chelsea fans giving vile racist abuse to Alex Williams who was playing a blinder. Just before half time City got a free kick in their own half, pumped it upfield to relieve the pressure and got another one about thirty yards out which Jim smacked into the top corner. Apoplexy from all around me apart from the guy immediately next to me who I'd already suspected might be a fellow Blue from his attempts to hide his reactions to events. We just looked at each other and gave a little nod while trying to look dismayed. And that was the only goal of the game
 
My favourite memory of Jim was a game at Stamford Bridge when we were getting absolutely battered. For some reason I was sitting in the three tier stand surrounded by Chelsea fans giving vile racist abuse to Alex Williams who was playing a blinder. Just before half time City got a free kick in their own half, pumped it upfield to relieve the pressure and got another one about thirty yards out which Jim smacked into the top corner. Apoplexy from all around me apart from the guy immediately next to me who I'd already suspected might be a fellow Blue from his attempts to hide his reactions to events. We just looked at each other and gave a little nod while trying to look dismayed. And that was the only goal of the game

 
My favourite memory of Jim was a game at Stamford Bridge when we were getting absolutely battered. For some reason I was sitting in the three tier stand surrounded by Chelsea fans giving vile racist abuse to Alex Williams who was playing a blinder. Just before half time City got a free kick in their own half, pumped it upfield to relieve the pressure and got another one about thirty yards out which Jim smacked into the top corner. Apoplexy from all around me apart from the guy immediately next to me who I'd already suspected might be a fellow Blue from his attempts to hide his reactions to events. We just looked at each other and gave a little nod while trying to look dismayed. And that was the only goal of the game
I was stood in the Shed for that game with 3 other Blue, similarly trying to look deflated as that free kick blasted in. I remember it was fucking freezing that day
 
I was stood in the Shed for that game with 3 other Blue, similarly trying to look deflated as that free kick blasted in. I remember it was fucking freezing that day
Yes it was bloody cold. There wasn't a big turn-out of Blues. We never seemed to take many there in those days. It was similar for the Clive Allen match as well. Chelsea was a real dump in those days. They used to get very small crowds rattling around in that huge crumbling stadium. How times change.
 

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