I think I’ve told this little story on here before regarding Johnny Morrissey, if so apologies!
When I was about 10 I used to go to Boys Club in our local church hall on a Friday night, 5 a side, table tennis, Cheese and Onion crisps and plastic cups of “pop”! I had been in Walton hospital for an operation and therefore missed one particular Friday night - in typical fashion it was the Friday night that Johnny Morrissey was visiting, I was absolutely gutted!
So there I was lying on the settee feeling all sorry for myself that I was missing seeing Johnny Morrissey at Boys Club, and there was a knock on our front door! The guy who ran the Boys Club had only gone and told Johnny Morrissey about me and my op and how gutted I was to be missing him and the man himself said well let’s go and pay him a visit!
He stayed about twenty minutes having a good old matter and a cup of tea that my Mum insisted he have!
Fantastic player who would be worth a fortune these days, defended well if needed, great crosser of the ball and scored some cracking goals!
Great memory of a great night, even if I did miss out in the 5 a side and my pop!