Random encounters with Blades players

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Bumped into Mark Howard once. I was working on the building site he lived on. His house was obviously finished before folk start questioning.

Nice house.

Arrogant though.
 



Bumped into TC, Colin Addison and a few others in the Stonehouse, early 70s.....Ale and time fade the memory of the others that were there.
 
Steve Conroy lived across the road from me.
I once saw Brian Gayle in Makro (he looked unhappy)
I also saw Paddy Kenny in the kids play thingy behind the McDonalds at Darnall.
I didn't speak to any of them so can hardly be classed as an "encounter". Just wanted to join in.
 
Kevin Arnott on a National Express coach between Newcastle and Sheffield, he got off at Wetherby where his car had broken down the day before.

Jeff King in the bogs , grooming himself with an oversized hairbrush in the Norfolk Arms Grenoside. He'd scored that day (New Years Day) against Orient in a 3-0 win. I said 'great goal Jeff '. More interested in his hair brush he pointed it towards my face and growled 'it's a fucking vibrator !'.

True story.
 
Full squad after we beat Newcastle away in a nightclub! First saw monty in toilets, then all squad came over, I can't remember if I bought Webber a drink or he bought me one. Talking to mikele Leigertwood. I asked him how to pronounce his name? He saI'd mikele! I said nit that one yer think c()nt! To which he apologised! Also in that night was Dwight Yorke!
 
In the late 60's Alan Birchenall and a couple of other players would always be in the Penny Farthing night club on a Thursday night and happy to chat to Blades fans.

He always wore a CREAM suit, got totally rat arsed and would get up and sing' Walkin' the Dog ' with the band, usually Joe Cocker and the Grease Band.

Aye, them were' t days, tha knows.
 
Full squad after we beat Newcastle away in a nightclub! First saw monty in toilets, then all squad came over, I can't remember if I bought Webber a drink or he bought me one. Talking to mikele Leigertwood. I asked him how to pronounce his name? He saI'd mikele! I said nit that one yer think c()nt! To which he apologised! Also in that night was Dwight Yorke!

Was Dwights son with him?
 
Christian Nade with a KFC bargain bucket opposite the Sheffield Arena. At the time I questioned whether this was the post training nutrition of a Premier League footballer. Later stories from Scotland taught me otherwise.
 
Back in about 1997 I decided to spend an evening getting some more bang for my book on a quiet Tuesday evening, so with a couple of friends after work so armed with multiple amount of bus tickets offering bargain priced refreshments in an old Sheffield institution I set off for the famed spin the wheel night at Berlins. After consuming several bargain priced refreshments I decided that I needed to urinate, so I went to make full use of the lavatorial facilities and discharged a hot, steaming jet of urine in to the correct receptacle. In this case a Urinal. After shaking my large penis to expel the last few drops of residual urine from my phallus, I carefully stowed my sword of pleasure in to my undergarments and did my flies and button up, and gave my hands a solid, cleansing rinse under the tap, and checked my appearance in the mirror just to check I was still as handsome and dashing as ever, especially as I had been making eye contact with a nubile young female whose cliteris I had fancied stimulating later on in the evening. Then as I left the toilet I walked the door to be passed by Sheffield United footballer Curtis Woodhouse.

Has anyone else had any chance encounters with Sheffield United players.

Are you having a meltdown?
 
Met Dean Hammond in a gay club once!
No need to show off, he fucked 40 odd thousand of us when he signed n did all his unseen work, you weren' the only one!
 



Some years ago while on Holiday (Can’t remember where) I found myself on a subbed, laid alongside Geoff Salmons. He looked just the same as I remember him from his playing days, except for the swimming trunks of course. Obviously we talked about Utd and I remember one bizarre story where he reckoned that Len Badger allegedly used to get in early and piss on the coal fired boiler, which used to stink the dressing room out, much to the daily annoyance of John Harris.
He gave me his business card, which pathetically , I’ve still got :)
 
David Unsworth in a service station. Told him to sign for us and low and fucking behold he did (...2 years later!)

Neil Warnock in Tesco on Abbeydale Road

Claude Davis and Luton Shelton in the old Champs.

Monty at a Chinese restaurant in Castleford
 
Paul Newsletter at his house. Howard Kendall at petrol station, stubley lane, Dronfield.
 
I've bumped into hundreds of Utd players all over the country over the years. More often than not though it tends to be at 3pm on a Saturday, or a Tues or a Weds evening. Theyve never really said a great deal to me, but their actions have told me plenty over the years about who and what they were.
 
Some years ago while on Holiday (Can’t remember where) I found myself on a subbed, laid alongside Geoff Salmons. He looked just the same as I remember him from his playing days, except for the swimming trunks of course. Obviously we talked about Utd and I remember one bizarre story where he reckoned that Len Badger allegedly used to get in early and piss on the coal fired boiler, which used to stink the dressing room out, much to the daily annoyance of John Harris.
He gave me his business card, which pathetically , I’ve still got :)
Not pathetic at all !
 
Saw Darius Henderson in Donny years back and he denied it was him - I said that I was a Blade and that I knew exactly who he was but he just denied it.
Funny that pretending to be anonymous was something he was quite adept at on the pitch too.
 
Went to the beam back for the Northampton game and ended up in town smashed to bits.

Thought I'd just have a quick pizza in Merdocs on Division Street before I go home when JOC and Duffy walk through the door in their training gear. I'm sure the last person in the world they wanted to meet was a pissed up me but they were ace. Had a few selfies with them etc. Really nice guys.
 
Thought I'd just have a quick pizza in Merdocs on Division Street before I go home when JOC and Duffy walk through the door in their training gear. I'm sure the last person in the world they wanted to meet was a pissed up me but they were ace. Had a few selfies with them etc. Really nice guys.
All the current team seem really nice guys. I suppose it's easy to be nice when you're doing well and all the fans love you and aren't hurling abuse at you, but still it's all part of why a lot of us have fallen back in love with United.
 
Saw Deano in the old Henrys 1989/1990 season. We said "alreight Brian", and he replied "alright" in a fairly high to mid tone voice........
 
23rd March 1977. Me and a mate went down to Hereford for a midweek match. As we'd gone by coach, we got quietly pissed as the coach dropped us off about 4 hours before kick-off. The 'pre-match entertainment' featured Shred in the market square reading out the team, town-crier stylee. The match ended 2-2 and we decided to have a few more drinks before setting off on the long journey home. Maybe it wasn't 'a few' as we managed to miss the coach home! Back at the ground, we hung around the players' entrance and the manager - Jimmy Sirrell - came out and we explained our predicament. He told me and my mate that 'we could travel back on the team bus, but don't bother the players'. Fat chance! They were far more interested in us! A card school got started amongst the players and Simon Stainrod started taking the piss out of our goalie, Jim Brown. Jim, being a Scot and therefore renowned for his moderate temper took offence, removed a shoe and threatened to 'brain you, you fucker!'

Back at BDTBL, Mr. Sirrell drove us both home.
 
Think I've mentioned this before but saw CW sat outside a boozer in town with his Mrs (lovely!). Me and my mate had a good chat with him and congratulated him on his promotion with Northampton. When we asked him if he would consider the Blades job (Adkins's days were numbered anyway), he said he wouldn't be interested if it was the last job on earth..........about 3 weeks later, well the rest is history.

Still love the lying twat though!! ;)
 
No need to show off, he fucked 40 odd thousand of us when he signed n did all his unseen work, you weren' the only one!

Aye, still miffed at him earning that extra contract, but all in the past now. He's retired now of course!
 



Are you one of those older fellas who goes in dempseys and sits in the window blissfully unaware of what the place is?

I did once go in Dempseys and thought why are there photos of mens bums all over the place! And now I'm not that old! And here's me thinking it was a tribute bar to Mark Dempsey!
 

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