Just to take your minds off uefa/relegation depression here's a little story from my Wanderers history. In 1978 just before my 10th birthday (39 now) my mum accidentally bumped into Ian Greaves (then Wanderers manager) downstairs in Whiteheads store sports department in Bolton town centre. How she managed to persuade him to give me a guided tour of Burnden Park and meet the players as a birthday present I will never know. Anyway it was probably on reflection all these years later the best birthday surprise I ever had. I remember being in the changing rooms with all the players folllowing a training session. I was totally in awe.
I was presented with a signed (by all the players) souvenir casey ball. I treasured it. One day though I could not resist going out on the back field where I lived (Gilnow) to play with it. After a break between being Frank Worthington and Neil Whatmore combined I took a toilet break and left my ball in my back garden. When I returned - it was gone - this is where it gets embarrrassing - with me distraught my mother phoned the Bolton Evening News - they in turn offered a reward for the ?9 ball - next thing I know i'm dragged out of class at school midmorning for a posed glum looking "Paul is devasted" page 9 headline photo story (cue huge amounts of pisstaking and bullying on the council estate where I lived).
Fortunately though this tale had a short term happy ending. The Evening news in their infinite journalistic wisdom scratched a few backs and whisked me off on a 501 bus after school up Blackburn Road to a rendezvous in a sports shop with two Wanderers stars for a replacement ball. This story in their opinion now represented a front page slot .... (cue even worse pisstaking) ...
I haven't named the players photographed with me.. i'll leave that to you ......
Happy days (if you're old enough to remember) ......
Just to take your minds off uefa/relegation depression here's a little story from my Wanderers history. In 1978 just before my 10th birthday (39 now) my mum accidentally bumped into Ian Greaves (then Wanderers manager) downstairs in Whiteheads store sports department in Bolton town centre. How she managed to persuade him to give me a guided tour of Burnden Park and meet the players as a birthday present I will never know. Anyway it was probably on reflection all these years later the best birthday surprise I ever had. I remember being in the changing rooms with all the players folllowing a training session. I was totally in awe.
I was presented with a signed (by all the players) souvenir casey ball. I treasured it. One day though I could not resist going out on the back field where I lived (Gilnow) to play with it. After a break between being Frank Worthington and Neil Whatmore combined I took a toilet break and left my ball in my back garden. When I returned - it was gone - this is where it gets embarrrassing - with me distraught my mother phoned the Bolton Evening News - they in turn offered a reward for the ?9 ball - next thing I know i'm dragged out of class at school midmorning for a posed glum looking "Paul is devasted" page 9 headline photo story (cue huge amounts of pisstaking and bullying on the council estate where I lived).
Fortunately though this tale had a short term happy ending. The Evening news in their infinite journalistic wisdom scratched a few backs and whisked me off on a 501 bus after school up Blackburn Road to a rendezvous in a sports shop with two Wanderers stars for a replacement ball. This story in their opinion now represented a front page slot .... (cue even worse pisstaking) ...
I haven't named the players photographed with me.. i'll leave that to you ......
Happy days (if you're old enough to remember) ......
Edited by photosynth1