Which player(s) did you pretend to be as a kid?

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I didn’t dream I was anyone else, because in my mind I was certain I was going to be called up any moment. In my back garden I played with Hoddle - he was actually a brick wall and was surprisingly good at one-two’s and lay offs. Hod the wall didn’t seem to think there was anything unusual about a ten year old boy being in the first team.
 
My two year old has recently discovered the joy of booting an inflatable ball around the garden. He takes great pleasure in shouting 'HAWWY KAME' each time he does.

It bodes well, it really does.
 
Still my favourite moment watching Spurs. I ended up about 8 rows away on the old Wembley seating from my seat. Bloody insane, still makes me grin now........., arms and limbs everywhere. We stopped those nomads from doing the double, won the cup despite we were in serious financial shit, it really was us against the world, you could sense the everyone in this together front all day..........

Exactly that. We were upper tier and after first two goals I was nowhere near my seat.

Gary’s goal at our end sealing it. Absolute scenes.

The noise hitting me as I walked out of the stairway when first getting there was incredible.

Then taunting them all the way down Wembley way singing you’ve lost that double feeling. Fantastic day all round.
 
Pavel Nedved, OG ronaldo and a bunch of others.

Used to play Champions League with a friend in the park, one in goal and the other one outfield for each game. The person in outfield would be the commentator.

We would have entire draws for the groups,, write down group stage and then play through all of it, counting goals and points and all. Only each team facing each other once in the group though.

Can't believe we were so meticulous, but I guess we had all the time and passion for football in the world.

It was the grandest of times.
 
Pavel Nedved, OG ronaldo and a bunch of others.

Used to play Champions League with a friend in the park, one in goal and the other one outfield for each game. The person in outfield would be the commentator.

We would have entire draws for the groups,, write down group stage and then play through all of it, counting goals and points and all. Only each team facing each other once in the group though.

Can't believe we were so meticulous, but I guess we had all the time and passion for football in the world.

It was the grandest of times.

Hah great stuff.
Reminded me of what my brother and I used to do for World cups and FA cups..
We would draw the flags / club badges and make a 'wall chart' which matched the actual draws.
Then draw from a hat who was each team and have 1 vs 1 penalty shootout in the back garden.
There was no google for finding who were the takers and goalkeepers - so relied on our trusty annuals and such. Everything was logged, and repeated several times each week.
I'm pretty good with flags and club crests still though haha

When it got dark, we sellotaped torches to the goal posts - but usually it ended well before that when the ball went over next doors - where some grumpy old git used to come out holding a knife when we jumped in the garden threatening to pop the ball if we do it again.

He should be long dead by now. Drove a 'plastic pig' 3 wheeler. What a cunt.
 
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when the ball went over next doors - where some grumpy old git used to come out holding a knife when we jumped in the garden threatening to pop the ball if we do it again.

He should be long dead by now. Drove a 'plastic pig' 3 wheeler. What a cunt.

Did all kids have a neighbour like that? We had one we called Grumpy. Used to stick a garden fork through balls that went over into his garden. Miserable twat.
 
Alan Gilzean

I knew I was never going to be as quick as Greavsie but I could head a ball
 
Scoring goals? ...What's that?

I managed about 3 in 11-aside over 10 years.... All from my own half, mind. :pochsmirk:

i certainly wasn't much of a goalscorer. i was the set piece taker... although any corners after about 20 minutes in - i didnt have enough power / energy in my legs to hit the 6 yard box without it bouncing.
would get a big lad standing on the back post with his arm up - thinking to myself, no fucking chance of this getting to you mate
 
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