They say never meet your heroes!
Apologies if this is boring I don’t usually post much but a couple of years back I was lucky enough to be invited to play at one of those golfing “Pro-Am’s” (for those that don’t know what that is, it’s where you get to play a round of golf with a Professional golfer and some “celebrity/sporting types” which is all in aid for a good cause.

Anyway it turned out I was teeing off with a certain football player who not only was playing for the team I’ve supported since I was a boy but has also captained his country.

I’d like to point out at this juncture that I don’t usually get star struck and I think the whole celebrity thing is rubbish but I have to admit I was behaving like a love struck little girl for the entire week leading up to this. (Hangs head in shame)

So let’s cut to the day and I’m at the course nice and early, and it’s all going well. I’ve met the pro in our team and he’s nice and relaxed and talking us through the first few holes with a few tips. BUT then Mr. Footballer arrives in tow with his wife and my god doesn’t it start to go downhill quickly. Me being just a “normal” person he didn’t want to shake hands or introduce himself and I’m sure his first words to the group where “who’s getting me a drink then?” Nice.

Over the next 4 hours he complained and moaned about everything. The course isn’t right, his clubs are shit, he doesn’t like the weather, he’s pissed off about having to do this shit on his day off etc. etc. And believe me when I say that this was just so relentless I gave up talking to him after the 12th hole as I was starting to think about cracking him round the head with my putter and burying him in one of the bunkers.

Meanwhile the wife’s behind us, following in a golf buggy shouting such pearls of wisdom as “hurry up” and that “she’s bored” which got me thinking that I should be looking for the hidden camera’s as maybe “Beadles About” was making a come back?

After the golf’s all finished we where seated for dinner where he spent the entire time on his mobile talking loudly and shoveling his dinner down him like his life depended on it. Thankfully he left pretty much straight after the last mouthful of food had been swallowed and walking to door managed a last final insult of dismissing one of the main organisers of the day who was coming over to foolishly think he might like to stay and offer some help with the prize giving.

So in summary that’s pretty much as disappointed as I’ve ever been but maybe I was a fool to think I guy who gets paid £100,000 a week to kick a football around would be down to earth and half decent. ;)

(And his name wasn’t David before someone asks!)

Phew, that took me ages!
(sewer urchin wants a hug, Thu 26 Jun 2008, 17:55, 6 replies)

My guess
Both his names are first names per chance? Plays in blue and tends to fight in nightclubs and 'drunkenly abuses Americans on 9/11'?
(Neostenine's maker, Thu 26 Jun 2008, 18:07, closed)

I reckon...
It's another one (possible the borther of above?) that plays in red (although not this season he was injured or something), also with two first names, friends with aforementioned 'David'. I've heard he's a bit of a twunt.
(KangerooFlapjack, Fri 27 Jun 2008, 15:29, closed)

Alan shearer
am i right?
(Freddles, Sat 28 Jun 2008, 12:57, closed)

No
It's not Alan.
(sewer urchin wants a hug, Sat 28 Jun 2008, 14:26, closed)

Please.
Oh please tell us who it was. Pllleeaaassseeeeee with a cherry on top!
(RDFCRob Please God let Obama win!, Tue 1 Jul 2008, 0:28, closed)

Go on then!

First post was spot on! :)
(sewer urchin wants a hug, Tue 1 Jul 2008, 12:46, closed)