Quote Originally Posted by William Treseder View Post
I remember being in the Bob bank one week. Can’t remember who we were playing and I felt something hit the back of my leg. Look down and some fu*ker had thrown a big brass compass. (The one that you put a pencil in to draw circles)!!
Another time. At the infamous 3-3 game with the Jacks, there was an old scruffy guy ( he made Wurzel Gummidge look like man at C&A) standing near me all game. He kept shouting “ that defence stinks!!”. When Buchanon scored the famous equaliser, the old guy turned round amongst all the celebrations, grabbed me, and as he’s shouting (told you that defence fu*king stinks”) his false teeth shot out, hit me on the shoulder, and they got trampled on in the frenzy!