Originally Posted by
Keyser Soze
Along with Marco Van Basten, my favourite two players growing up in my teenage years. Possibly the last professional player to have a real personality. Funny. Playful. Jack the lad. Just before the boring PR industry and media relations bores got hold of the players.
Such was my love for Gazza that one evening, he caused my Mrs to not speak to me for three days.
One evening, I was on the job and deep inside my 17 year old girlfriend whilst her parents were both snoring next door. Well I had been at it for over an hour (I loved the longies back then!) and was at the vinegar strokes and point of no return when the footie programme was doing a re-run of one of Gazza’s goals.
I pulled out and she said “What are you doing? Why have you stopped?” and I said “Just give me a minute one of Gazza’s goals is on”. She slapped me and said “Get the f off me” and didn’t speak to me until the following Tuesday. Pontyclun girl. Lovely girl but occasionally hot headed.
I wish I could tell Gazza that. I reckon he’s giggle. Top man.