I remember about 1958ish a night match one Wednesday between us and Man City, they probably had the overall edge on us at the time, mainly
because they had a great German (I hate the name German) goalie for some years, his name was Bert Trautmann, he was a prisoner of war and
decided to live here after the war. The match was nothing to remember, apart from a bloke behind me in Gwladys Street, in the second half when
the ball went behind for a goalkick, this bloke would shout "Bert,Bert, Bertie"? Being a true professional Bert never looked round. This bloke was
incessant in his calling Bert,Bert, Bertie? Eventually, with a couple of minutes to go, the ball went behind the goal again, but this time the bloke
said Bert,Bert, Bertie? Bert did look up at the bloke who then said [Poor language removed] Off. Like the true professional Trautmann shook his head, and those of us
that witnessed laughed ourselves daft.