Random meetings with reds players

I was talking to Steve Foster at the Tesco petrol station on the A57 this morning.

He bought a bottle of Lucozade and a Dairy Milk, I then followed him off the forecourt before he disappeared into the McDonald's drive through .

Very nice Merc he as too.

 

So he wasn't pulling a cart?

 

Did he dawdle too long on the dairy milk and end up giving it away cheaply?

 

it's not a LOCAL garage for LOCAL people is it

 

I was on a number 7 bus in Brighton once, coming home from work, when we screeched to a halt because someone was hobbling across the road in front of us. The bus driver game him a bit of verbal abuse and the bloke looked up. It was only Larry May, the ex-I don't want to play for you any more because I want to play for Sheffield Wednesday Reds defender.

 

I could name a bloody squad full that I've met over the years. But I can't be arsed.

But seen as I'm here I'll mention once bumping into David Hirst in Smiths in tarn. I was looking at football autobiographies and he was too. He bought a book by Sir Tom Finney I seem to recall. I got the Gazza one.

 

Me, Ponty72 and Kempy_from_Common were coming back from the Southend away match the first season back in the Championship and we stopped at a KFC for a bite to eat. Just as we were queuing for our food a coach pulled up and it was the first team coach. We had half of them in the queue with us.

I have also bumped into Sir Bobby, Neil Redfearn, Neil Shipperley, Lee Butler and Ronnie Glavin in random places.

 

I once woke up next to Simon Davey, that was a night to remember. He was wearing his soiled white Y-fronts. That sexy Welsh rascal.

 

Name dropping bugger!

I once bumped into Nicky Eaden during our Prem season. He was jogging along Broadway, and I told him to "get them knees up you fat get!"

I was a bit of a tool at 15 year old.

 

Playmania and Devaney. No, not in the ball pit

 

On me tod to Port Vale away 2000 play-off season, lost a late goal after Chris Morgan gave away a penalty, drew 2-2. Rode the train from Stoke back to London with Neil Shipperley, they'd had a bollocking from Harry after throwing 2 points away. . Train was full of Man U fans going home too, obviously. Brilliant down to earth bloke, got the beers in, talked about his early career at Chelsea which is where I was doing my fine art degree at the time - Chelsea art school not the football club. He liked living in Leeds which I couldn't quite understand.

 

Actually encountered one of the reds this morning!

While waiting for the OH to check us out of a hotel in Barnsley, I was absentmindedly browsing on my phone when this chap walks out of the hotel sees me (in my BFC shirt) and says "Hiya" to me.

I looked at him a bit puzzled as it was early and we had been to a wedding the night before so I was a bit hungover, trying to work out where I knew him from....the wedding last night maybe??? I had got rather drunk so I just thought no more about it and said "Hiya" back to him. Looked back up at him as he walked away to his Merc and realised it was David Perkins!! Poor lad probably wondering why I was so nonchalant about seeing a Barnsley player!

 

Bruce Dyer in Barnsley town centre while walking back to my hotel after buying hair gel. We started talking about BFC and I'd mentioned travelling down from Glasgow for the match and he asked me for a picture for Facebook/Twitter! Surreal.

 

Did you sound as gay as my imagination is making this "hiyaaaaa" or is that just my mind?

 

Just your imagination, probably says more about you than me!

 

It really teally dus"

 

Trust me the accidental meetings were no more glamorous than shopping in Morrisons or filling up in a petrol station. I still live a few houses down from Paul Heckinbottom but that doesn't really count.

 

Spoke to Johnny Hendrie in water at metrodome baths a couple a weeks after we got promoted to prem, thanked him and shook his hand nice speedos built like linford christie