|
Post by jimmy on Dec 25, 2016 18:38:12 GMT
Have a good one everybody!
|
|
|
Post by Koeman's Clogs on Dec 25, 2016 19:41:39 GMT
Happy Christmas.
|
|
|
Post by Avinalaff on Dec 26, 2016 1:53:46 GMT
|
|
tellmema
Monster Midfielder
Posts: 1,398
|
Post by tellmema on Dec 27, 2016 7:48:48 GMT
Hope you all have a great Christmas. Just thought I'd share a little story an Everton mate emailed me a few weeks ago. He may even be on here, but this makes me smile. Whilst still in short pants I was a member of an avant-garde gang. I describe it as such because our leader was a girl (but she was a couple of years older and this is a lot, of course, when you're so young)! Anyway, we went for a kick about on what are now the Bill Shankly playing fields. The great man lived two minutes or so away in what even then was quite modest accommodation, and she pressed me (being the youngest, I suppose) into knocking at his door for his autograph. A girl answered on my first attempt - I presume she was his daughter - and told me to go away as he was having a meal. This I did only for Jackie (the leader) to tell me to try again. On doing so, the same girl answered with the same response more forcefully delivered. We went back to playing football. Then - some time later, on the way home - she told me to try once more. I obliged only for the same girl to answer a third time, roll her eyes and shout "dad". Bill came to the door and in that broad Scottish brogue of his warmly said "areet son" and asked my name before producing a photo. of him holding what I think was the old UEFA cup and signing it for me.
I thanked him, turned and got half way down the short garden path when he shouted "And remember - who are the best football team in the world?" to which I responded "Everton". I had no idea who he was!
Thanks, and the same too. Nice story.
|
|
|
Post by Texan Toffee on Dec 29, 2016 22:18:20 GMT
Hope you all have a great Christmas. Just thought I'd share a little story an Everton mate emailed me a few weeks ago. He may even be on here, but this makes me smile. Whilst still in short pants I was a member of an avant-garde gang. I describe it as such because our leader was a girl (but she was a couple of years older and this is a lot, of course, when you're so young)! Anyway, we went for a kick about on what are now the Bill Shankly playing fields. The great man lived two minutes or so away in what even then was quite modest accommodation, and she pressed me (being the youngest, I suppose) into knocking at his door for his autograph. A girl answered on my first attempt - I presume she was his daughter - and told me to go away as he was having a meal. This I did only for Jackie (the leader) to tell me to try again. On doing so, the same girl answered with the same response more forcefully delivered. We went back to playing football. Then - some time later, on the way home - she told me to try once more. I obliged only for the same girl to answer a third time, roll her eyes and shout "dad". Bill came to the door and in that broad Scottish brogue of his warmly said "areet son" and asked my name before producing a photo. of him holding what I think was the old UEFA cup and signing it for me.
I thanked him, turned and got half way down the short garden path when he shouted "And remember - who are the best football team in the world?" to which I responded "Everton". I had no idea who he was!
I liked the short story, thanks for sharing and happy wishes to your family.
|
|