Yes, fun. You think that your experiences are anything compared to mine.’ Given that the row was instigated by a disagreement  over the route the cabbie chose to take is it too impertinent to suggest to the great man that on this occasion the 10 years behind the wheel should indeed have held sway? Muhammad Ali & his entourage had a McDonalds. John was a testimony to this. Leaving early did us no good. Many Blues followers claim him as one of ours. The information is provided and maintained by. The speed you receive where you live may be lower than that listed above. There are two photo booths located by the entrance to the public toilets and the car park corridor. I don’t recall that ever happening again either sadly, though as no money was on the table the empty pocketed status it left with me with was to become familiar. Those of my vintage remember the ’80’s TV series starring Linda Hamilton & that bloke off Sons Of Anarchy. He is the first (& probably last) Liverpool fan to follow me on Twitter, & a pleasing reminder that the loudest & ugliest social media voices  are not representative of an entire fanbase. He broke his leg & was laid off work unpaid so asked for a small overdraft to tide him over. Best’s first wife Angie told an interesting tale in the last of the plethora of Best documentaries that  have appeared over the years. Trepidation temporaily abates at the prospect of further Chelsea fan misbehaviour as the football season comes to a close. Very nice they were too, so much so that I  excitedly told  my mum all about it when I got home. The information is provided and maintained by Dick, in late middle age, still lived with his mum & reminded me of the randy vicar in the ’70’s BBC1 version of Poldark. Loaded editor/Creation Records types who started sucking football’s blood following Gazza’s weepy Italian meltdown have encouraged a received wisdom that primetime George  Best is the bearded renegade in red, as depicted on the cover of The Wedding Present’s album from 1987, entitled, logically enough, George Best. Lucky old Barney. ‘I know many of you guys like a can of beer on the way to a game’ he once announced chirpily after someone had phoned in complaining about public transport restrictions on alcohol consumption on matchday away trips. 020 8012 6745, Please sign in or create an account to add notes. The toilets were a predictable disgrace. You can probably guess the rest. The score? The hand brake When the teams emerge George Best is ominously clean shaven. Everyone thought it was funny, schoolkids & parents alike. That sadly was destroyed in a fire at the end of the nineteenth century. A notorious evening in the annals this one, as a significant number of fellow Chelsea supporters took umbrage at the comprehensive shellacking meted out to our hapless heroes &  smashed up as much of Charlton as they could, vandalising turnstiles & breaking windows in the adjoining Valley social club. My mother had threatened me with one earlier in the day. We have already enjoyed the foppish, floppy fringed egotist Simon Jordan needlessly fanning the flames before Chelsea’s recent home game with Liverpool, the former club dismissed as a vulgar rich man’s plaything, the latter apparently an unimpeachable example of organic sporting beauty. Have Formula 1 drivers, tennis players or golfers, also paid ludicrous sums at the top of their respective sports, been cajoled similarly to footballers in public? Boris Johnson has backed down today, although not before his arrogant & miserly indifference to the plight of the less fortunate has been publicly exposed once again. It never happened of course. Red cards had only been introduced in 1976 & George was one of the first to see one, away at Southampton on October 2nd, the late David Wagstaffe narrowly beating him to the dubious honour of being the first player ever to get one earlier on the same day. In the Carabao Cup Liverpool were a victim of circumstance as they were in the World Club Championship at the same time as they were due to play their Quarter Final against Aston Villa. Referee John Homewood had been confronted in the tunnel & a heated argument led to George being shown a belated red card. David Mellor, sometimes a Chelsea fan, sometimes a Fulham fan, QC & MP for Putney between 1979 & 1997, doubtless displayed a theatrical bent on occasions both in Parliament & court. The 30th anniversary of the Hillsbrough disaster last year was marked by the failure of the judicial system to supply any comfort for the victim’s families & the many traumatized survivors of that awful day. What next – a  Paul Ince statue? If you can watch the heartwarming clip above without it instilling a goodly measure of much needed joy in your heart (& a tear in the eye at around 1:22) then you are either not human or a member of our malevolent & shambolic Dominic Cummings led Tory government. Neither will the fans be treated with the disrespect Mourinho has shown to Chelsea supporters ever since returning to England in 2013, empowering the Mourinho’s right, your fans are shite brigade to this day. One of my big regrets from my bookselling career is not staying to the JG Ballard event we held one evening in the late ’80’s. He had a cataract problem & was suffering from blurred & double vision. Beards are bad man. In the interests of balance I would have to say no, despite him starting his political career working for the delusional liar & crook Jeffrey Archer, then joining the Thatcher government ranks at the tender age of 32. In 1977 the country was firmly in the doldrums economically & the occupants of such sub standard living quarters were having to deal with inflation, rising unemployment & perennial industrial unrest. The hundreds of coach trips to & from London  I have made since have all been marked by an absence of symphorophiliac activity. He was also married to blonde & brassy Babs, one of Pan’s People, the clunkily choreographed dance troupe ( take an out of synch bow Flick Colby) ruining one of the main hits on Top Of The Pops every week throughout the 1970’s. The names of some of the Rebels still linger on now. For every Tommy Robinson fanboy (& I am aware there are plenty of them) there are scores of Chelsea fans who do not fit the identikit created by the media & rival fans, nor are the rest of the seats at Stamford Bridge filled exclusively by bewildered Japanese tourists clutching their plastic bag of clubshop tat & failing to find the right seat. I had chosen them because (unlike NatWest) they gave me 50p to cover my bus fare following the interview, which survived one sticky moment when the pleasant lady conducting it raised the issue of my alleged  passion for disco dancing. He was never a self effacing character in the way we frequently & unfairly expect British sports people to be, but on a good day he could be as charming & witty off court as he was exciting on it. Before March is done Liverpool will possibly be crowned runaway champions, which given the extraordinary wealth of City will be a remarkable achievement. A class act. One local building business had their takings paid in daily by a nice man liked by all the cashiers. It is a telling moment, ultra cheesey & lacking in cool but so much so that Jurgen effectively ends up catching the dude bus by default given that zero are clearly the amount of shits he gives about such considerations. Dag Lovaas. I think I’m going to be sick. Liverpool are a great team & Klopp an admirable coach but the days of Shankley socialism & his much vaunted Boot Room are a country mile behind the modern incarnation of the club, as the residents around Anfield who were bullied out of their homes to enable the most recent ground redevelopment can testify. Everyone there will be a winner regardless of the outcome. Fat Frank eh? Perhaps I caught his award winning prose on a bad day. Is in your eye I loved this kit, a homage to the great, Puskas inspired Hungarian team of the early 1950’s, apparently the brainchild of former manager Dave Sexton. Do you really think I am so feeble & emotionally undernourished that I need to proclaim my love for a football team while wearing an item intended to help protect the lives of others? He knows. Two years earlier a dismal home defeat to Manchester City had opened the relegation trapdoor ever wider. As an ageing Chelsea rent boy only white, what did you honestly expect? Had it been transferred to the stage the combination of Mr Mellor & Hollywood A lister Charlize in another variant on the B&TB theme would have been a casting director’s wet dream.