Gas Serve NW
Player Valuation: Free Transfer
Wish someone would pull my Mrs but they'd certainly bring her back sooner rather than later
Dario Terracotta
Player Valuation: £70m
Not Everton but funny well to me anyhow!!years ago I had a business meeting arranged at a hotel/pub in Worsley Manchester,anyhow bearing in mind it was probably before the onset of sat nav,I was getting nowhere fast and couldn’t find the place,I pulled over to this new housing estate and into the first road,knocked on the first door I found hoping someone could tell me where it was,anyhow after knocking/ringing the bell for 30 seconds the upstairs bedroom window flew open,a bare chested,sweaty and very angry Danny Wallace looked down at me yelling”What the ‘effing ‘ell do you want mate?”I just gave him a knowing look back and muttered “sorry” back to him for ruining his “afternoon delight”
Hinchcliffe's Corner
Player Valuation: £50m
Gazza? I mean let's have it right, he's a wife beater.
Harryflashman
Player Valuation: £60m
There is absolutely no denying that and it seems to get forgotten by most .
However When he was here I did live opposite him for a bit and as well as being quite a tragic figure he was extremely friendly and helpful to the rest of the neighbours .
That obviously doesn’t excuse him over the likes of what @Hinchcliffe's Corner rightly mentioned nor does it mean what @JimmyJeffers says doesn’t strike a cord but just what I encountered when he was over the road.
Hinchcliffe's Corner
Player Valuation: £50m
I think things would have turned out a lot better for him if he had accepted United's offer back in the day and been put under Ferguson's wing, but Spurs offered his mum a house (or was it a car I can't remember) or so the story goes and that was that. Tragic human really.
JimmyJeffers
Player Valuation: £80m
There was a lot of players Ferguson couldn’t control as well. Don’t think it was a sliding doors moment as much as is made out. He was great at spurs and it was his injury in the 92 cup final and subsequent move to Lazio when things started going bad.
He could have become one of the greats but was hyped too much by the press and public after 1990 and couldn’t handle it.
Too many people pandering to his stinking chat and antics.
Connor mcloud
Player Valuation: £10m
My lad, 15/16 at the time was on work experience at the Redbourne when he was there,
Gazza used to send him down supermarket to buy Bacardi breezers and he was always in the kitchen having banter with the staff
paultheblue
Player Valuation: £35m
In geordieland that's a sign of affection
I heard similar stories, getting taxis to drop his ciggies off and giving them £50, getting the staff who cleaned his room to sneak bottles of vodka in for him
Bryan+
Player Valuation: £35m
Not everton related, but i remember Danny @GrandOldTeam getting Raheem Sterling(?) kicked out of a bar cos he was under age? am i remembering this right?
Excellent shithousing.
Excellent shithousing.
Haydn
Player Valuation: £10m
Many years ago I was dating a girl who worked locally as a hotel receptionist. After a year or so, she was promoted and transferred to Blackpool. Initially I travelled there every weekend and we spoke on the phone most nights.
Over time my calls and visits grew less frequent, I had Everton matches to attend, amongst other competing priorities. Eventually we lost contact altogether, the romance was over.
On a lads night out in Blackpool, around 18 months after we last met, she only walks into the pub we’re in, looking absolutely stunning. My previous loss of interest was now instantly replaced by a desperate desire to rekindle our relationship. (That’s a very polite description of my feelings)
We’re chatting away, getting on great, laughing and reminiscing, everything’s looking good. The rest of the lads have moved on, as I’m obviously on a serious solo mission.
I say I’m heading to the bar for refills, but she responds, don’t get me one. Got to love you and leave you, I’m meeting my boyfriend Steve. You might have heard of his brother Micky, he plays for Blackpool.
Have a great night, it was lovely catching up with you, bye. She then cat-walked out, long blonde hair billowing, every male head swivelling, as she passed. Picture Agnetha from Abba’s much better looking sister.
I eventually managed to get over the trauma with therapy (lots more beer), then forgot all about it over the years. Then the Mosh plunged a knife through my heart all over again ! I hated Steve Walsh with a passion, long before any of you had ever heard of him.
Over time my calls and visits grew less frequent, I had Everton matches to attend, amongst other competing priorities. Eventually we lost contact altogether, the romance was over.
On a lads night out in Blackpool, around 18 months after we last met, she only walks into the pub we’re in, looking absolutely stunning. My previous loss of interest was now instantly replaced by a desperate desire to rekindle our relationship. (That’s a very polite description of my feelings)
We’re chatting away, getting on great, laughing and reminiscing, everything’s looking good. The rest of the lads have moved on, as I’m obviously on a serious solo mission.
I say I’m heading to the bar for refills, but she responds, don’t get me one. Got to love you and leave you, I’m meeting my boyfriend Steve. You might have heard of his brother Micky, he plays for Blackpool.
Have a great night, it was lovely catching up with you, bye. She then cat-walked out, long blonde hair billowing, every male head swivelling, as she passed. Picture Agnetha from Abba’s much better looking sister.
I eventually managed to get over the trauma with therapy (lots more beer), then forgot all about it over the years. Then the Mosh plunged a knife through my heart all over again ! I hated Steve Walsh with a passion, long before any of you had ever heard of him.
About 1971 at goodison after a woeful display & defeat - my mates & I walked out of the park end {it was a good spec back then plus the atmosphere of the away fans behind the goal} - we walked around the ground to the car & who bumped into us - Only our new international left back Keith Newton in a posh suede coat with sheep skin collars - well we were fuming over the defeat & performance - he stood there & ran the team down to being crap with him not in it as he was dropped for that game ...
What a piece of crap the words he came out with - we did him down the banks saying how crap he had been since joining us - slow on the turn etc - he soon ran off with us chasing him - later he stated how glad he was when Bally was sold - never liked him !
What a piece of crap the words he came out with - we did him down the banks saying how crap he had been since joining us - slow on the turn etc - he soon ran off with us chasing him - later he stated how glad he was when Bally was sold - never liked him !
Clint Planet
Utter Cad.
I used to run a pub in Altrincham that Bryan Robson, Paul McGrath and Norman Whiteside often frequented. Pubs shut at 3pm in those days by law, reopening at 5:30, but Robson, McGrath and Whiteside wanted a lunchtime lock-in so they could do a througher. When I repeatedly refused, Robson said, "I bet you'd give Peter Reid a lock-in, wouldn't you?"
I replied, "I would, yeah. Anyway, see you, lads."
I replied, "I would, yeah. Anyway, see you, lads."
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