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Player Valuation: £35m
They are brilliant words mate. Gracias.It could not have been any other way.
Howard was also one of us.
They are brilliant words mate. Gracias.It could not have been any other way.
Howard was also one of us.
Just beautiful. End of...Right, bear with me, I might waffle a bit...
Howard Kendall.
To me, he was all manner of things. As a 11 yr old kid, in 1981, he was one of my dad's idols, coming back to us. A legend coming back to fix us. We were awful back then. Really bad. You youngsters fuming today really have no idea!
Back then, dad took me everywhere. Home and aways (Except 'far ones' on a school night) I was there. I remember being outside the players entrance, pissed wet through, as the coach arrived. Dad offering words of encouragement to the lads, shaking Howards hand and wishing him luck. No matter how bad we were, my dad and his mates, and me, would be there.
One of dads mates worked at the club, nothing special just a normal job, and through him, dad became mates with Howard and the players. So as we gathered momentum and took all before us, I kind of got swept along. Name a big game from then, I was there. Dad's friendship with Howard grew too. So, as we conquered all, I felt more of a part of it because dad knew Howard, celebrated our successes with him, right there, right at the heart of it. Players lounge after games, me wandering amongst my heroes. My idols. It was a magical time for all of us. I will never forget a minute.
Then Howard left. Then he came back, left, and came back again. We know the history of those times. Howard never changed though, he was still Howard. He still had the same steely determination, the same desire and passion. It just wasn't to be. Howard though, well he just carried on being Howard.
He still enjoyed a drink, with the same lads, in the same bar. He still stopped to talk to everyone, he still had that warm smile and glint on his eye. He still remembered me, 30 yrs after I first met him, when I last spoke to him last year, he asked how dad was and smiled, a glint in his eye, "good times lad, good times" he said.
"The best of times Howard, the very best of times. Thank you"
RIP Gaffer. I will never forget the joy you gave me and my dad, and all of us.
Thank you.
Well said mate. I identify with everything you've said especially the bit when after so long not seeing him he asked how your dad was. He'd do often do the same with me if he hadn't seen me or my dad in a while and you'd know he was always genuine. And yes, that glint in his eye. i last walked along Goodison Road with him after the Chelsea game recently and there was that lovely glint accompanied by a massive grin and clapping his hands to himself just like any other fan leaving the ground that day. And as we looked up the Chelsea coach with its multi-millionaire players crept passed us and i remember thinking to myself, for all the money you lot have got you haven't got an ounce of what this man has in joy, class and life right now. And of all the thousands of happy memories i have of Howard, i think this is the one i'm personally going to treasure forever now. And thanks a million for sharing yours with us all.
Mate, I hope today has gone as well for you as it has for the thousands of blues across the world looking in and marvelling at the Everton family, what it means to each of us, and of course, what Howard meant to us individually and collectively.
It's funny, being born early 90's I never saw him play and don't remember him managing, but I knew all about him as my dad is of the generation who will chat on about the Holy Trinity for hours after a couple of pints.
Anyway, while I was at 6th form I used to work in the Spar corner shop on Harrington Road in Formby. Every Saturday morning I'd serve him his milk and bread and we'd have a chat about how we thought Everton would get on that afternoon. Then every Saturday evening I'd see him in the Pinewoods pub round the corner and he'd buy me the odd pint and would always have a chat with me. Always made my dad jealous lol
But that's how I knew him, as a fellow blue who could talk about Everton all day. It's only seeing the scenes today which have helped me realise just how much of a legend he really is. Cheers for the pints Howard, hopefully he knew how much he meant to everyone.
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