Reidy's Bottle Of Grecian
The Unobstructed View
Tomorrow, The Grand Old Lady will welcome home one of her sons, a man who realised his destiny and became a Goodison legend. A player who i sometimes wish was still there in the centre of midfield, where the boots used to fly and wasn't a place for the faint hearted. He never shied from a tackle and never gave less than his all for that famous Royal Blue shirt.
A memory that will forever be fresh in my mind, is of the great man standing before me on the pitch in the corner of the Gwladys St. The League Championship trophy held aloft, and as he walked along the touchline he held it up to the mainstand and then the top balcony, before turning and raising it one last time for the masses gathered behind the goal.
Peter Reid, you are one of my heroes.
Peter Reid you gave me my rite of passage.
For the memories that you gave me I Thank You
Tomorrow i shall raise a glass and say, "Welcome back Reidy..Cheers!"
He's old
he's grey
You should've seen him play
Peter Reid !! Peter Reid !!
A memory that will forever be fresh in my mind, is of the great man standing before me on the pitch in the corner of the Gwladys St. The League Championship trophy held aloft, and as he walked along the touchline he held it up to the mainstand and then the top balcony, before turning and raising it one last time for the masses gathered behind the goal.
Peter Reid, you are one of my heroes.
Peter Reid you gave me my rite of passage.
For the memories that you gave me I Thank You
Tomorrow i shall raise a glass and say, "Welcome back Reidy..Cheers!"
He's old
he's grey
You should've seen him play
Peter Reid !! Peter Reid !!