Originally Posted by
fingers
I was 10 years old when, with the help of my dad, I won a competition with Shredded Wheat. The prize was to spend the day with a 'top football team', join in with a training session and to have lunch with the players at a top restaurant.
I had been dreaming of a trip to one of the top teams' ground for weeks with my dad and the day finally came. Bristol fu**ing City!! The day was made somewhat brightened by a certain Bobby Gould's strop on the training pitch arguing with his team mates which continued into the restaurant. Gould was sat next to me and my dad while he told the manager, Alan Dicks, to repeatedly "fu** off". Whereupon my dad told him to "stop swearing in front of my son, shut up before I shut you up". Probably my favourite moment with my dad :)
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