Famous Man U footballers and me
I used to work on London's happening King's Road in the early 90's. Most of the Road is owned by the Cadogan Estate and they didn't want any bookies as tenants, so there isn't one on the road for a good mile or so. As this was pre-interweb, I had to go to a bookmakers to put my bets on. After a few days I eventually found a Billy Hills round the back by Sydney Street and became a regular at lunchtime. As was George Best. One lunchtime I met him on the street. We stopped and had a chat; he'd just been to Champneys or some such on one of his not-that-successful drying out spells and was looking better than usual. I wished him well and let him go, thinking how this might be the time he was going to turn the corner. Until I saw that he wasn't wearing any socks. And I could see his pyjama bottoms peeking out of the bottom of his trousers. And what did he smell of? Ah yes, mouthwash. Hides the gin, I believe.

The company I worked for had a children's department store in Manchester and we used to open it on occasion especially for the Beckhams. Him: lovely, lovely man. Sweet, good natured, self-deprecating, more intelligent than popular mythology would have you believe. Her: absolute nuct.

On a Man U-related note, my brother-in-law Paul is from Luton and hence a Man U fan. He was at the Champions League final in Barcelona a few years back and was having a pre-match drink in a bar. The BBC's Rob Bonnet was there and they go talking. Rob didn't have a ticket for the match, Paul did and told him so. Repeatedly. Rob eventually told him to fuck off...
(Merson, Tue 13 Oct 2009, 17:04, 3 replies)

Paul Merson??
?
( The Scrunt Wants a Dozen Pints, Tue 13 Oct 2009, 17:25, closed)

Exactly...
...what I thought.
(SonoraAeroClub "OH SWEET HELEN OF BALLS!", Tue 13 Oct 2009, 17:33, closed)

Errr, No...
Sorry!
(Merson, Tue 13 Oct 2009, 17:35, closed)