Saturday, May 26, 2007

Football playboys: a "species" in danger of extinction - Pipita

George Best is still regarded as the archetype of the football playboy. During his legendary Manchester United days he appeared practically every day in either the tabloids or tv due to his achievements on the pitch, but also as a consequence of the scandals surrounding his private life. By way of his dribbles, goals and good looks he managed to captivate wide audiences, and brought about the innovation of screaming teenage girls to the English football grounds. Best owned boutiques, night clubs and sport cars and slept with various Miss Worlds. Quite simply, he was football’s answer to the movie actors and rock stars of England’s swinging sixties.

Eventually, a series of footballers with pretensions to achieve the same sort of stardom status emerged in Britain. Rodney Marsh, for example, was purchased by Manchester City in the early seventies because it was thought that both his talent and charismatic image would rival Best’s; however, no player managed to equal Bestie’s iconic playboy image. By the mid-seventies, both Best and Marsh had had enough with grey English weather, muddy pitches and with the rigid disciplinarian principles of both their clubs and the Football Association. They decided to seek exile in the sunny locations of California and Florida to play in the refurbished, and more laid back, North American Soccer League. When they returned to Britain, they played together for second division Fulham and resembled famous actors playing cameo roles rather than professional athletes. Their "partying" was now taking place in the fashionable Chelsea and Knightsbridge districts of London, but their exploits on the pitch were virtually over as Fulham just managed to avoid relegation.

Football playboys were also to be found in other parts of Europe. In the early 60’s northern Italy witnessed the appearance of the "bambino d’oro": AC Milan and Italy classy teenage midfielder Gianni Rivera. However Rivera, in spite of receiving similar film maverick treatment from the press, was not exactly a "rebel" in the style of Best. Unlike the Irishman, he was never reported to have missed training sessions due to the excesses of the previous night. On the contrary, Rivera came across as a more responsible type of player who captained his club for more than twenty years. This lack of rebellious spirit would also later apply to Italian "primadonna’s" of the seventies and eighties such as Paolo Rossi, Giancarlo Antognoni, and Antonio Cabrini. Germany did have eccentric star players with rebellious attitudes, such the cases of Paul Breitner and Gunther Netzer in the seventies, and Bernd Schuster in the eighties, but none of them were much related with the fast life, nor for that matter was the outspoken Johann Cruyff in Holland, probably even more classier and flamboyant than Best on the pitch, but a "family man" off it.

In South America, and especially in Rio de Janeiro, there were however plenty of impudent playboy footballers to be found. Brazilian internationals such as Jairzinho, Paulo Cesar Lima, Francisco Marinho and Argentine carioca legend "Gringo" Doval, set the mood of the seventies with their skills on the legendary Maracana Stadium and with their carnavalesque spirit in the beaches and night clubs of Copacabana, Leblon, and Ipanema. Doval, nicknamed "el loco" (Crazy) in his country, along with his attacking and clubbing partner the legendary "Bambino" Veira, who got his nickname from Rivera, actually paved the way for the arrival of the long haired-rebellious football star in Argentina during the sixties. They were the "party animals" of the so-called "cara sucias" (dirty faces), of a San Lorenzo team that included a bunch of equally talented and charismatic young players, who in spite of not winning trophies, managed to both captivate and scandalize the troubled Buenos Aires society of those years, thanks to their charm and irreverence both on and off the pitch.

Usually the stereotype of the Football playboy is not simply associated with womanizing, clubbing, fast cars and different type of excesses and transgressions, but also with a basic level of quality and grace on the football pitch. The achievement of reasonable degrees of sporting success is another requirement. It is probably for this reason that, in most cases, football playboys also tend to be midfielders or strikers rather than defenders and goalies.

In the last two decades football playboys have been scarce and less flamboyant. Maradona, like Pele previously, in spite of their night life inclinations, have been revered more as "gods" than playboys. Gazza’s image in the nineties in England was more in line with a "fish and chips" aesthetic than with fancy night clubs and Becks, in spite of his jet-setting entourage, somehow lacks the "physique du rol". The notorious rebel and party maniac Edmundo in Brazil and, for different reasons, controversial French stars such as Ginola, Barthez and Cantona, are the latest versions of the football playboy, an almost extinct "species" these days.


Ebren said...

Garrincha? How have you managed to get through that whole thing without mentioning Garrincha. 14 children with from about five women. Elza Suarez. Alchoholic far more than Best.

I thought Gigi Meroni was more of the 60s Italian playboy than Rivera (or Mazzola).

Ebren said...

Ooops, forgot to say good piece.

Which it is.

andrewm said...

Good riddance, I say (with a few exceptions).

Very evocative piece, pip - can I call you pip? - but I don't regret the disappearance of the playboy.

The name I admire most from your article is Cruyff, who as you say wasn't a playboy, but an exceptionally graceful player who was also fiercely committed on and off the pitch. A graceful nutter, in fact.

pipita said...

Mornin all...Have to say that it was Mouth of the Mersey who suggested this subject on the thread of my Francisco Marinho article. In spite of finding the topic hugely attractive, must confess that writing about it has been more omplex than I thought...
Here we go again...You and Miro have frequently, and quite rightly, pointed out my ommission of pre-sixties players whenever Ive dared to make all-time team selections. The ommission of Garrincha here applies to the same criteria: my knowledge of these players is very limited because Im not old enough to have seen them play. I do however recall an article I read about him in the mid-seventies that had these great photos of him at home with Elza suarez, but was essencially a tragic portait of a retired footballing genius whose life seemed inevitably doomed to even more drinking due to the boredom that now invaded his life. Dont really recall Meroni to be honest. I'll check him out. Cheers
Dont ask silly questions, off course you can ANDY...Thanks, in spite of our mutual loathing of In zaghi we clearly differ here. As you may well have noticed, I feel a kind of nostalgia for these characters. I know they can become major pains for the fans of the teams they play, but they add a dimension of romantic folklore to a game that is dominated by too many dull and grey figures

andrewm said...

But pip, I don't think it has to be either/or, which is why I highlight Cruyff.

Football doesn't need rockstars, even if it does need graceful players who seem out of the ordinary.

Anyone who aspired to be Best was a fool, I hope you'll agree.

pipita said...

Okay, good point. It reminds me that Man U had a Scottish foward called Willie Morgan who played up front with Best, and looked very much like him: slim and long-haired winger, but who wasnt half as talented. Best publicly stated that he always felt irritation and contempt at Morgan's efforts to resemble him...Sure, when the charisma and talent dont come naturally, many players can look pretty ridiculous. But the naturally talented charismatic rebellious player adds an ingredient which I think is essencial for any form of entertainment, regardless of the fact that many of us football fans dont necessarily view this sport as such a thing

duncan said...

Peter Knowles, Peter Marinello, Charlie Nicholas, Stan Bowles, Rodney Marsh, Willie Morgan. Add them all up and what do you get - not even 65% of Georgie Best. (Actually, Peter Knowles might have been the best of that other bunch had he not dropped out to become a Jehovah's Witness).

It's easy to slate Best but most players aren't fit to lace his boots, his critics have never walked in his shoes, and at least he could really play. Many people forget that he was a shy kid whe he arrived in Manchester. He fled home and had to be coaxed back. Then he lived in 'digs' with a landlady, even giving up a mansion to do so because of people coming to stare at his house and steal his goldfish. The architect who designed his house, with TVs that went up the chimney and the obligatory full-size snooker table, was called Fraser Crane apparently. People who have met Best say he was very kind. Behind the image remained a shy charmer.
To me behind Marsh's image was a prick and poor old Gazza a bit of a yob.

Many people grew their hair to look like Best, just as players turned their collar up a la Cantona. Dun't mean they could play like 'em though which is what counts. RIP Bestie.

Fotografías said...

This is the stuff I was expecting from Pipita (unlike the indefensible defense of his mate Pasarella in his last post). No one else could have thought this one up! Brilliant piece and great pick of playboys. I wanted to read the story of every one of these characters. And to be sure I agree they are sorely missed on the field these days.

Also agree that Garrincha is in a different category. More in the Rene Houseman school, no? Now waiting for Pipita's story of Rene Houseman, while he's at it. Anybody here heard of him?

Grgory Peckerman said...

RE: above post. Sorry, a case of mistaken identity. This is my real name.

pipita said...

Good points on Best shy personality. Marsh I made refence to essencially because of his liaison with Bestie, but those others yuve mentioned are clearly representative of the maverick "model" he implanted
Ive noted your name on GU recently, imposible not to he he, and know thta you are a fellow argie. Thanks for the exaggerated praise and for suggesting loco houseman for a future piece. I actually work in his neighberhood so get to bump into him on the street every now and then. I'll see what I can do, but Im afraid that if I carry on with these historic sketches I'll be regarded as the most boring contributor to Pseuds

Gregory Peckerman said...

All right, Pipita. Give us a couple of posts on Rafa Benitez vs Jose Mourinho or Tevez vs Crespo (tough one for ya, eh?). We nostalgics will wait for Houseman.

guitougoal said...

hello amigo, you have all the ingredients for GQ magazine or Vanity the playboys are becoming an endangered species right? is it just because we are getting old...? seriously your list is impressive but as far as Barthez....allo.?
Lisarazu is the best looking guy on the french side and a play boy too..but i am not sure what is the definition if there is any?
Garrincha, Pepita he was such an ugly play boy he would pass his opponents just because they were scared shitless. Probably the best dribbler ever with georgie Best..ask the ladies about Paolo could be surprised?

clack said...

Great article and great subject.

I like the way Schuster, Breitner, Netzer, Cruyff, Rivera etc are refered to as eccentric rather than playboys - I just don't think the disciplined nature of German, Dutch, Italian football would have ever allowed for the indulgencies afforded to Best, Marsh, Bowles, Worthington in England in the 70's. Or South America?

And does that go right back to the roots of the game in England and South America? The amateur spirit? The idea of the sporting cad,who can score a few goals, or hit a hundred runs, inbetween a few pints and a smoke. A culture that didn't exist in other countries?

In theory, Gascoigne ought to have made the playboy list, and I feel sure he would have liked to, but, in practise, he wasn't really hansome or charming enough to pull it off properly and ended up making himself look a bit of an idiot, which isn't quite the same.

Frank McAvennie definitely qualifies though, on all counts, but if I can offer one last remnant of this dying species - how about Teddy Sheringham?

Still going strong at the age of 41, a smoker and a drinker, drives a Bentley, currently dating a page 3 model (or have they split up - he's certainly in the tabloids most weeks?), out clubbing most nights, down the casino on the other nights, and still managing to supply a few graceful flicks and touches when called upon the field of play.

duncan said...

clack - Ah the mere mention of Frank Worthington. I saw him play for Huddersfield at the Victoria ground in Stoke, must have been around 1972, a 3-3 draw. The Elvis of English Football?

Surely we are missing somebody from Chelsea? They were supposed to be a glamour club back then but who was the playboy?

Gregory Peckerman said...

There was Alan Hudson and Charlie Cooke...

Please check out Alan Hudson:

Don't know if they qualify...

duncan said...

gregorypeckerman- Well Alan Hudson's boozing qualifies him, but was his womanising up to par?

mimi said...

no idea what your're all about, but I'm wandering the halls feeling lonely.

Gregory Peckerman said...

Can't help remembering the song:

Blue is the colour
Football is the game
We're all together
And Chelsea is our name...

For some reason I can't fathom, I actually went out and bought the single at the time, even though I've always been an Arsenal fan (in my Brit footballing identity).

As such, I would like to request the admission of Charlie George into Pipita's playboy club...

This reminds me of a word that seems to have dropped from current usage: flair.

In those days (early 70s) Hudson and Charlie George, for instance, were said to have "flair"". Of course Georgie Best was the king of "flair".

I couldn't help associating "footballing flair" with another word from back then: "flares". Hence the Hudson pic, where he is seen in "flares".

And I have the feeling 70s footballing playboys's uniform included flares. In that case Alan hudson quealifies if anyone bothered to check out the picture I posted.

offside said...


wandering the halls looking for a playboy? Well, take your pick, girl. We have the flamboyant, latin lover, south american type, a small selection of frenchies, from the sophisticated to the wilder, loincloth-wearing type, a few Aussie surfer types, etc...

Unless you prefer the grumpy, Scottish type of playboy, in which case there's always Andrew.


muy bien, compadre. !Me encantó! Mas, por favor.

pipita said...

Hi all
You made me laugh wuith your reference to Garrincha's uglyness. Re lizarazu, is he really that handsome?? hadnt noticed. Dont exactly know what your getting at with Barthez, and Maldini, yeah okay, great looks but basically a family man, no??
Clack, Duncs,Gregory
Very interesting points. All those players you mention-Hudson, Worthington, Charlie George, Charlie Cooke, Mcavennie, Sheringham- regardles of their flair and night life tendencies all seem so insular and less cosmopolitan than Best. Besty trascended Britain in those pre globalized days. His footballing success and jet setting escapades even reached as far as Argentina. Whereas all those other players were barely known here.
Fancy you buying that Chelsea single Gregory being an gooner!!!Shame on you!!!!!!

pipita said...

Hi all
You made me laugh wuith your reference to Garrincha's uglyness. Re lizarazu, is he really that handsome?? hadnt noticed. Dont exactly know what your getting at with Barthez, and Maldini, yeah okay, great looks but basically a family man, no??
Clack, Duncs,Gregory
Very interesting points. All those players you mention-Hudson, Worthington, Charlie George, Charlie Cooke, Mcavennie, Sheringham- regardles of their flair and night life tendencies all seem so insular and less cosmopolitan than Best. Besty trascended Britain in those pre globalized days. His footballing success and jet setting escapades even reached as far as Argentina. Whereas all those other players were barely known here.
Fancy you buying that Chelsea single Gregory being an gooner!!!Shame on you!!!!!!

mimi said...

Offside: I'll wander the halls in my ball gown, high heels, long black gloves until someone takes me home.

guitougoal said...

Pipita ,
Barthez is no more playboy than the concierge of the Terminus hotel in Marseille-
I was serious about Garrincha, he had several birth defects-one leg 7cm shorter(not the middle one) than the other one-
As Ebren mentioned 14 children -8 however with the same woman-58 and 62 brazil's world cup thanks to Mane Garrincha..

marcela said...

well hello there mr pekerman! i did bother to check the picture you posted and have to say although the dungarees are nicely tight round the crotch there is no way we can establish from that shot whether or not they are flares :)

pipita - had no idea you were working the saturday shift. i'm sorry i missed the early banter.

i must now ponder on who are the playboys these days, i don't believe they can be extint.

garrincha, for all his sins, and his on the pitch prowess, was not a playboy in my book.

best was.

and el loco houseman... ? don't think he was a playboy but i do think he is worthy of a decent piece of writing about his life... maybe even a film!

BTW mimi, long gloves and ball gowns? maybe we weren't at the same parties after all :)

pipita said...

Re Barthez, is that so??Wasnt he involved with Stephanie and Linda Evangelista???Maybe I dreamt this last one, but I definetly saw him in some Hello magazine with a jet-setting crowd on the beaches of Montecarlo and assumed he was the playboy type
It was about time, querida!!!!!!Glad you share my view about Garrincha not quite qualifying as a playboy, and neither Houseman for that matter. Two similar cases actually: brilliant dribbling wingers destroyed by the bottle. Both their lives lacking in glamour basically

pipita said...

Author going off topic a-la-Greengrass here.
But forgot to mention that I just finished watching a match that reconciled me with argenitne football: Estudiantes-Newels brilliant 4-4 draw. It had everything that is good in our football, plus two excellent displays by the latest young promises of the local league, Piatti of Estudiantes who scored a goal a-la-Messi, he actually ressembles him physically, and Newels's Pablo Perez who scored a hat trick.
Have to say they were no playboys around, veteran Seba Veron was out injured..., which made me think that maybe AndrewM is right after all...who needs them

file said...

good piece Pipita (see, see I can spell it right, no need for hexes), the era is a bit beyond my ken though

it's true that the modern generation can't hold their beer but for general gallavanting what about Alan Pardew, Stan Colleymore or even Sven?

maybe not yer international playboys but hale and hearty county standard playboys

Speaktruth said...

My mate in the conference league pulls the birds by the dozen.

To his target audience, a footballer is a footballer.


MotM said...

Pipita - Thanks for the piece.

The template for the Playboy Footballer was set for me in the early 80s George Best "autobiography" The Good, The Bad and the Bubbly, which is often available second-hand and is now almost an anthropology text. See,,2-2005540767,00.html for a flavour.

The Playboy seems to need the following characteristics:

Early success;
String of women;
Long decline;
Booze and / or drugs;
Innocent victims;
Career unfulfilled;
Shabby, sordid post-football "career" trading on notoriety.

This recipe list seems to knock out a lot of the mavericks and eccentrics, but certainly fits Collymore, Worthington, McAvennie, Asprilla and no doubt other players from all countries.

But who are the Playboys of the future? Freddy Ljungberg must be a candidate and Sol too, but both have probably achieved too much and unlikely to hit the right level of booze intake. Bobby Zamora shows promise and Teddy is only rescued by his professionalism.

Sadly, like so much else in the game, it appears that agents, money and media training / exclusive deals have squeezed out the Playboy player.

paulita said...


loved this. I'm not old enough to have lived in the playboy era, but it sounds good to me... I wonder what prompted the extinction. I think now it's a clause in their contracts.

and something about houseman should be interesting too... rene estaba chapita chapita no? or garrincha and the story about the goat...

byebyebadman said...

To use the criteria put forth by mouth Lee Sharpe and Paul Merson are the only recent examples I can think of that fit the bill.

The 1974 World Cup and the Dutch team therein - all long hair, languid style and lovebeads - had quite an impact on English footballers and their image in the seventies, along with Bestie of course.

pipita said...

Buen día all. Wow, quite a few comments here and none of them off topic. Many thanks, also to Offy who I didnt acknowledge before
Pardew??Are you sure??Didn't know and doesen't really look the partying type
Was anxiously waiting for your comments, it was you who inspired me to write this after all. Depth of your comments makes me think you could write a much more incisive piece. I didnt really take much into account the booze and drug element. Re the Best autobiography you mention, think a previous one entitled "Where do I go from here" written at about the time he was retiring from US football, was much better and more reflective
See what you mean. I knew a cleaning woman at work who used to tell me all about a nephew of hers who played a handful of matches at Boca and later was sold to 2nd division Ferro, where he didnt do that well either. She was always struck by the amount of girls who kept ringing him up
Loco Houseman was indeed very chapita, crazy, and I can assure you looks even more these days
Good point about the Dutch. Thought about mentioning Johnny Rep who according to a Valencian I once meant was frequently seen clubbing with Kempes when they both played there in the seventies. But always thought those 74 dutchmen were more in line with a hippie spirit than playboy attitudes

MotM said...

Pipita - I was delighted to be given a credit towards a fine piece of writing which I and others enjoyed.

I don't think I would write a more incisive piece, but there's probably a "The heirs of George Best" which focuses exclusively on those who have trodden in those footsteps (or in those hotel rooms).

There's probably a few players (and Merse and Lee Sharpe are good calls, along with parts of Tony Adams, Big Cas, El Tel and Perry Groves) who tick some of the Best boxes, but I don't think anyone ticks them all in England. Maybe in the NBA or the NFL, but that's a whole new er... ball game.

There are at least 5 biographies / autobiographies of the Best boy, and I expect The Good, The Bad and The Bubbly to be comfortably the worst on every criterion except one - how come he seemed to enjoy the long fall from grace so much at the time? That, in some ways, is the key question for the Playboy or, for that matter, anyone else who pisses away a career, marriages, kids etc

MotM said...

As an aside, the Oliver Reed biography, Evil Spirits, is very good on this question too.

byebyebadman said...

Pipita (excellent piece btw) - I know what you mean about the Dutch being hippies, I remember some comment that by 1974 Holland was the only place on the planet where the sixties were still in full swing, if that makes sense.

The always had the air of a touring rock band to me - and of course there is the infamous rumour of the pool party and other tales of excess prior to the final with West Germany. I can't get another window open to post the link to youtube but on the German edition of World Cup Stories a Dutch journalist remembers 'We weren't just showing the world how to play football, we were showing the world how to live'. Brilliant. True rock and roll footballers!

Gregory Peckerman said...

my excuse for buying that Chelsea record was that in those days (early 70s) there was hardly any footie merchandizing available so fans grabbed what they could lay their hands on.

Gregory Peckerman said...

pretty lame, eh?

pipita said...

Ta for the Oliver Reed tip, I'll try to get hold of that. See what you mean about that "Bubbly..."book. Think it contains that hilarious anecdote, which Marcela often quotes, about this Irish hotel porter who seeing his room full of champaigne bottles and dollar notes all over the room -that Best had won whilst gambling in the casino-, plus this blonde miss world lying half-naked in bed, had the temerity to ask him "Mr Best, when did it all go wrong??" Priceless
Yeah quite. The dutch were really cool, its just a shame they couldnt win that trophy in 74 that they fully deserved
Hummmmm, very lame excuse that one. I'll give you one more chance.....

MotM said...

Pipita - The Oliver Reed book comes recommended by no less a personage than our very own Hannibal Brooks!

The World Cup stories on the Dutch of 74 and 78 is superb - it must have been pretty good being Jonny Rep.

byebyebadman said...

Another anecdote Bestie used to recite which I quite like is about him once sneaking out of the team hotel on a Friday night. When he returned with a blonde on his arm in the early morning he asked the receptionist to give him an alarm call at 8.30 so he could make the players breakfast at 9 that Docherty had insisted on.
'Mr Best,' she said 'It's a quarter to ten.'

guitougoal said...

I hope you don't mind if I am off topic but Ilike you to know how disapointed i was by the elimination of River Plate-Above all by the circumstances surrounding the loss against estudiantes(?)-
Ariel Ortega was sent off, did el burrito misbehave-
I really wanted him to perform this year and all these news were bad news-
Into the topic let's play boys.

mimi said...

Ah so, you are all here. I chanced upon a 1940s French primer aujourd'hui, but I do not think that the words:
physique du rol
are contained within. I will half-inch said vol tomorrow and see what gems it does hold.
Know nothing of football, as you all know, but thoroughly enjoyed reading this.

clack said...


As you said Best's exploits seem to have transcended the football world. I was surprised that when hedied, both Clarin and Ole gave him a full-page obituary. I didn't realise he was so well known in Argentina.

But do you think this is because he played in, and indeed was sent off for punching, in the infamous Estudiantes v Man U INtercontinental Cup final brawl when at the height of his playboying career?

Perhaps he would not be so well known in Argentina but for that match?

greengrass said...

Once upon a time, footy players couldn't afford to be playboys. Of course they boozed, smoked and womanized - but it was a low-budget trip.

Suddenly, the Sixties were swinging and - finally! - top footballers were well-paid.
George Best would be a unique talent in any day and age, but in the Sixties he got caught up in the hype; he was feted - and ruined.

I watched him many times; I have never seen a better player, and I don't think I ever will.

Thanks for the memories, Georgie lad!

pipita said...

Yeah the Estudaintes match, which was actually played at Boca for the first leg, so Bestie got to play only once in Argentina at Diego's favorite scenario. But also his performance against Benfica made him a renowned inteernational football star in Argentina. I was actually living in England in those years, but from what I heard afterwards he was as well known here as Cruyff during the 70's. Mainly his Beatles look, his womanizing, and the fact that he played like most kids in the Argentine potreros made him notorious here
Did you really get to see Bestie play often?? I would have done anything to see that ManU team of the 60's. I just saw him play once and it was by a fluke in 1977. We had tickets to see a top of the first division clash between QPR and Ipswich which eventually got postponed so we decided to go and see a second division game between Fulham and Charlton instead. Later I was really grateful bcause I got to see Bobby Moore, Marsh and Best instead. Pretty crap 1-1 draw, but a historic ocasion for me all the same

DoctorShoot said...

Great fun piece Pipita, and enjoyed your list of qualifications Mouth... and you might add celebrity chat show curcuit performances to your list
and being very much a fan of the charismatic welshman will follow the book to it's end..

So, (with apologies in advance to everyone who objects to a link involving a naked model)one of the media targets for modern playboy status, bearing Mouth's list in mind, but perhaps not fitting with Pipita's 'grace on the field qualification', could be an unmentionable pseuds-bloggers' favourite milanese up-frontman:

offside said...

May I respectfully request more links to naked models and less links to milanese up-frontmen? Unless the two really are indissociable, in which case, we'll just have to live with it.

pipita said...

Thanks for the kind words. As for Pippo's model, well...All I can say is that Im pretty sure Bestie would have gone one better

greengrass said...

I'm happy to say I did!

We were the same age, we both had Beatles haircuts, and his days at Old Trafford coincided with my days at the Stretford End. Best, Law, Charlton, Crerand, Stiles - and lesser lights like Herd and Quixall.

Glory days!

offside said...


fancy that! You're the same age as George Best (although, in better shape I must say, and long may it continue) and I'm the same age as Eric Cantona. Absolute legends. Both of us.

OK, OK, I'm going away now. Bye.

pipita said...

For one moment I thought you were saying you went one better than Pipo Inzaghi, ha ha...Amazing, so you were actually standing on the Stretford End during the glorious 60's. I actually once bumped into Bobby Charlton in Buenos Aires, can you believe it!!!!, and couldnt resist telling him how much I admired him and Bestie. Think he wasnt very amused with that...
Your a bigger legend than Cantona
at Pseuds, I can assure you that. Bon voyage

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