When Barry Horne scored, I flew over two aisles of seats. Remember two nil down, some pensioner walking past me crying while he went to the exit.
I was only just 15, too young to get served in the pubs to celebrate. Back to Kirkby and drinking 20/20 in St Chads, think i might have fingered some bird as well. Happy days, to be 15 again.
You might have ?
Bloody hell lad what kind of life did you lead as a 15 year old where you could forget about giving a girl the prod ?








