Before the new Kippax was built I used to prefer not staying in one place so I stayed at pitch level and walked up and down the length of the Kippax, where possible, depending on the crowd. There were times when I could overtake Ricky Holden as he was working his way down the wing. He always had his mouth wide open as if he was gasping for air. He looked slow, over weight. But when he got to the corner flag he, more often than not beat his man and got the cross in. I remember Holden with affection.
