Bardi
The Fighting Cock
From this: http://www.thefightingcock.co.uk/2013/02/gazza-thank-you-for-giving-me-spurs/
As a pretty decent goalkeeper, I was called up to represent the Borough of Barnet at football. The manager hadn’t yet decided who would be the number 1, so I shared duties with another keeper. Our home ground was Chase Lodge in Mill Hill, the then Spurs training ground. I was due to play the second half, so I spent the first 45 minutes on the sidelines when someone called over to me:
“Hey keeper, do you want a game?”
Turning round Gascoigne was stood in front of me, I couldn’t respond I just nodded.
“Go in nets then and bring the ball.”
We walked together over to a spare pitch; he asked me a few simple questions, which at the time was similar to making me describe Einstein’s Theory of Relativity. I barely answered, in truth I could barely move, the only thought in my head was:
“I am about to play football with Gazza.”
After what seemed like hours, we arrived at the pitch and Gazza sent me to go in goal. For the next 10 minutes or so, using the leg he hadn’t ruptured in the cup final, he started taking free-kicks against me. I was 10 years old in a full size goal, I would like to say I saved all of them but the truth is I only saved one. Taking pity on me he put one close to me which I managed to push onto the post. Then just as quickly as it had happened, he said thanks, turned away and started jogging round the training ground.
As a pretty decent goalkeeper, I was called up to represent the Borough of Barnet at football. The manager hadn’t yet decided who would be the number 1, so I shared duties with another keeper. Our home ground was Chase Lodge in Mill Hill, the then Spurs training ground. I was due to play the second half, so I spent the first 45 minutes on the sidelines when someone called over to me:
“Hey keeper, do you want a game?”
Turning round Gascoigne was stood in front of me, I couldn’t respond I just nodded.
“Go in nets then and bring the ball.”
We walked together over to a spare pitch; he asked me a few simple questions, which at the time was similar to making me describe Einstein’s Theory of Relativity. I barely answered, in truth I could barely move, the only thought in my head was:
“I am about to play football with Gazza.”
After what seemed like hours, we arrived at the pitch and Gazza sent me to go in goal. For the next 10 minutes or so, using the leg he hadn’t ruptured in the cup final, he started taking free-kicks against me. I was 10 years old in a full size goal, I would like to say I saved all of them but the truth is I only saved one. Taking pity on me he put one close to me which I managed to push onto the post. Then just as quickly as it had happened, he said thanks, turned away and started jogging round the training ground.
