Never meet your heroes.....

I met the Goat as a kid and he was great. I was quite shy and he would only allow me his autograph on the condition that I asked for it myself.

I bumped into him on Market Street roughly 16 years later and he didn't seem quite so happy to chat. I was 25 by this point so fair enough.

Met the Hoff once. He was fucking leathered.
 
Being a Kinky loyalist I was utterly devastated when he completely blanked me when I tried letting on at the Trafford Centre bitd (he was at the cinema for the East is East premiere iirc). Naturally his Mrs was 9/10 and about 3” taller! Still hurts to this day....not fit to lace Spanish Dave’s boots the twat.

Tricky Trevor Sinclair obliged with a friendly wave (same venue different day) when I shouted to him ‘how’s it going Trev?’ Truth was I couldn’t place him and knew his name only after his reply did the penny drop who it was....nice chap.

Pissed up in Cardiff (after Rags v Wigan LCF long story). Bumped into Jeff Whitley who was equally pissed (did he play for Cardiff?) who proceeded to slag off Keegan for a full 30 minutes, saying that Pearce was Keegan’s teachers pet/snitch.

Bert Trautmann....absolute gent as was Sir Tom Finney.
I meet my " heroes " every single day i go to work.
they are the salt of the earth from all nations.
 
Being a Kinky loyalist I was utterly devastated when he completely blanked me when I tried letting on at the Trafford Centre bitd (he was at the cinema for the East is East premiere iirc). Naturally his Mrs was 9/10 and about 3” taller! Still hurts to this day....not fit to lace Spanish Dave’s boots the twat....
There's a poster on here who'll have your bollocks for paperweights for that comment!
 
My mum's mate met Joe Hart trying to jump the queue and barrier at M&S and getting it stuck up his arse.

He apologised on the way out but that's beside the point.
 
I remember going to Maine Road on the Friday before the game and you could just walk in and watch the first team train on the pitch. Got all the players autographs Lee, Bell, Summerbee, Book etc. There was a small area under the main standard where some players were playing header tennis when Mick Doyle came over to us as we stood by the door. My dad hello or something and we asked if we could have his autography which he did, but hearing our non manc accents (dads was manc) Doyle said ''where have you come from ?'' We said ''Margate'' ''Where the f**k is Margate'' came the reply from Mike Doyle lol. Can also remember Ronney Marsh signing my book with the ball behind his head !! and I still have the autography book to this day , some 50 years later !!
 
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I met the Goat as a kid and he was great. I was quite shy and he would only allow me his autograph on the condition that I asked for it myself.

I bumped into him on Market Street roughly 16 years later and he didn't seem quite so happy to chat. I was 25 by this point so fair enough.

Met the Hoff once. He was fucking leathered.
Your first line made me giggle. If you meant it be funny, well done.
 

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