Your Everton player stories


Not really an Everton story, but more of a “stick it to the RS story”

On millennium eve I’d been invited to this massive party at the house of a friend of the family who were absolutely loaded. Massive house in Willaston. I was 18 at the time.

They’d had this huge marquee put up in the garden for the do, plus a second one that had a load of rented in games in it. Pool table, arcade machines… and a table football table.

A few hours into the night and I’ve obviously had a few drinks. Not hammered (yet) but definitely more than a bit merry.

Couple of mates and I wander into the games tent, and there’s Bruce Grobelaar holding court on the table football table, having apparently beaten a bunch of people in a row.

Now, one addition to the story. We had the exact same table in our 6th form common room, and I had spent WAY too much of the preceding 18 months playing on it. Table football might actually be (depressingly) the thing I’ve been the most above average at in my life.

Anyway, after (very little) goading from my mate, I step up and “challenge” Grobelaar.

Beat him 7-0 in a match that lasted no more than a minute and half at most

It’s the little victories. 😝
 
Was at a wedding, early 2000’s and Brian Hamilton was there. I spotted him and later in the night asked him if I could buy him a drink. He accepted and we sat down and had a good 45 minute conversation of all things Everton.

Think he was glad to get out the way and have a minute, lovely fella and told me a few good stories about the old days. Remember him saying it’s an honour to sit down with a fellow blue and talk about the club. He only had one season at Everton!

Also had a ten minute chat with Neville Southall, picking up tickets at the ticket office about 2002 ish, admittedly star struck on that one, I hardly said a word, him and Andy Grey were my idols growing up!
 
Everton played Chelsea on New Year’s Day in 1994(got beat 4-2 under Jimmy Gabriel).

I went with my Chelsea supporting mate and we went for a pint post match in the “Ferret and Firkin” on Lots Road.

No sooner had we got to the bar Tony Cortes and his Dad walked in and ordered a drink. Cottee’s hair was still soaking wet.

I knew he was quick on the pitch but he was positively rapid off it!
Used to buy a few bits in Lots Red. Shame the way it's changed. Walked down from the station the length of Kings Rd. World's End pub shut. Criminal .
 

Spotted Bryan Hamilton outside Boots waiting for his wife, had good long chat but the thing that amazed me was he asked what the end at Goodison was called to the left of the tunnel as the players ran out! I couldn't believe it. He'd been with us for a few month by then too.
 
Not really an Everton story, but more of a “stick it to the RS story”

On millennium eve I’d been invited to this massive party at the house of a friend of the family who were absolutely loaded. Massive house in Willaston. I was 18 at the time.

They’d had this huge marquee put up in the garden for the do, plus a second one that had a load of rented in games in it. Pool table, arcade machines… and a table football table.

A few hours into the night and I’ve obviously had a few drinks. Not hammered (yet) but definitely more than a bit merry.

Couple of mates and I wander into the games tent, and there’s Bruce Grobelaar holding court on the table football table, having apparently beaten a bunch of people in a row.

Now, one addition to the story. We had the exact same table in our 6th form common room, and I had spent WAY too much of the preceding 18 months playing on it. Table football might actually be (depressingly) the thing I’ve been the most above average at in my life.

Anyway, after (very little) goading from my mate, I step up and “challenge” Grobelaar.

Beat him 7-0 in a match that lasted no more than a minute and half at most

It’s the little victories. 😝
What was your celebration like?! Or gentlemens handshake at the end
 

Running up to Ratcliffe ,on the pitch after the notts county1/4 final and saying get in..his reply...'kin get in.
Another story of 2 players walking into a hotel on a pre season tour with a couple of sorts...
Both were married, and one had a love bite on his neck,one of them seen us and just said
'alright lads,no taking the piss, eh'...
Sneaking into Luton ground early...seeing Howard Kendall on the pitch in an empty stadium, shouting hello,he winked back so we ran on the pitch to speak to him,asked for spares and he replied, why your in already...
 
Dan Gosling got me and my mates thrown out of a nightclub in Bournemouth in 2015 because I wanted to say thanks for the winner against that lot and offered to buy him a drink.

Has made for some of the more difficult to explain hate watches in recent years.
 

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