Randomly bumping into Blades players

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I wouldn't treat a footballer any different to any other person. If circumstances meant that we got into conversation about something or other, fine. But to go up to someone who is a complete stranger and start trying to make a conversation with them, just because of the job they do, is not something that would ever cross my mind. In fact, I think it would be totally embarrassing for both parties.

They're not complete strangers though, are they? We meet and greet them every week, and even contribute to their wages.
It's not something I would do, but if a fan (of any age) wanted to say hello to one of their heroes, then I don't see a problem with that.

On to my recent 'Randomly bumping into Blades player' experience....
...In this case it was an ex-player, and it was on a flight home from Portugal last month. The Mrs and me got on the plane and we had seats near the window. There was already a fella sat in the aisle seat, and he politely moved aside to let us in. We said hello and exchanged pleasantries for a couple of minutes about how warm it was on the plane, and not looking forward to the weather back home and general mundane stuff.
The plane took off, and I nodded off for about an hour. I woke up needing a piss, but the bloke next to me was asleep and I didn't want to disturb him, so held on a while. After a while though, he got up and made his way to the toilets so I decided to do the same. There was a bit of a queue so while we waited he asked me where we'd been?, had we enjoyed it? etc, and I found out that this man lived in Portugal and was visiting Derby to see his grandson for a week or so. Anyhow, back in our seats we carried on talking and he asked me where I lived? When I told him Sheffield, he replied that he used to live in Sheffield in the 80's. 'Oh really!' I replied. To which he said 'Yes, I used to play football for Sheffield United'.
I looked closely at this bloke who I reckoned was in his early 60's, but I just didn't recognise the face, until he uttered the words 'My name's Colin Morris'....cue a little excited squeal from me, and me elbowing the missus saying 'It's Colin Morris, It's Colin Morris'
The last hour of that flight was just pure joy as we discussed the Blades and football.
He rates the 6 years at Bramall lane (82-88) as the best of his career, still looks out for our results, and was delighted when we beat the pigs.
Keith Waugh visits him regularly in Portugal, he's still close friends with Glen Cockerill, and speaks often with Keith Edwards.
Was the best flight ever, but if we hadn't started chatting, then I would never have recognised the man I stood and admired from the kop for so long.
 
They're not complete strangers though, are they? We meet and greet them every week, and even contribute to their wages.
It's not something I would do, but if a fan (of any age) wanted to say hello to one of their heroes, then I don't see a problem with that.

On to my recent 'Randomly bumping into Blades player' experience....
...In this case it was an ex-player, and it was on a flight home from Portugal last month. The Mrs and me got on the plane and we had seats near the window. There was already a fella sat in the aisle seat, and he politely moved aside to let us in. We said hello and exchanged pleasantries for a couple of minutes about how warm it was on the plane, and not looking forward to the weather back home and general mundane stuff.
The plane took off, and I nodded off for about an hour. I woke up needing a piss, but the bloke next to me was asleep and I didn't want to disturb him, so held on a while. After a while though, he got up and made his way to the toilets so I decided to do the same. There was a bit of a queue so while we waited he asked me where we'd been?, had we enjoyed it? etc, and I found out that this man lived in Portugal and was visiting Derby to see his grandson for a week or so. Anyhow, back in our seats we carried on talking and he asked me where I lived? When I told him Sheffield, he replied that he used to live in Sheffield in the 80's. 'Oh really!' I replied. To which he said 'Yes, I used to play football for Sheffield United'.
I looked closely at this bloke who I reckoned was in his early 60's, but I just didn't recognise the face, until he uttered the words 'My name's Colin Morris'....cue a little excited squeal from me, and me elbowing the missus saying 'It's Colin Morris, It's Colin Morris'
The last hour of that flight was just pure joy as we discussed the Blades and football.
He rates the 6 years at Bramall lane (82-88) as the best of his career, still looks out for our results, and was delighted when we beat the pigs.
Keith Waugh visits him regularly in Portugal, he's still close friends with Glen Cockerill, and speaks often with Keith Edwards.
Was the best flight ever, but if we hadn't started chatting, then I would never have recognised the man I stood and admired from the kop for so long.
Fantastic, being sat next to a Blades legend on the plane. Did he say 'My name is Colin Morris', like Roger Moore in James Bond?
 
Around 1999, I met Paul Beesley in the Leamill. He was with John Pemberton and an unrecognizable John Gannon, sporting a very short hair cut. I was young, drunk, and stupid, so I bought Beesley a drink, and drunkenly regaled him with how he was way better than Roger Nilsson, and how Tottenham should have signed Paul instead. He seemed to take a liking to a lady I was knocking around with, but as a pig, she was having none of it.

I think the same year, I saw Vicky from Coronation street outside the toilets in a bar on Division Street. I asked if she had a minute to chat, she graciously said she did, at which point I realized I had absolutely nothing to say. After enduring a fair while of me not managing to say a single f***ing word, she said our time was up.

I think that's it for me and celebrities. There was another time I was trying to pull a girl who worked as a Geri Haliwell lookalike, when a big boil on my neck decided to burst, but I think I'm getting increasingly off-topic...
 
'My name's Colin Morris'....cue a little excited squeal from me, and me elbowing the missus saying 'It's Colin Morris, It's Colin Morris'

Used to deliver his milk early on a Saturday morning and collect the money on a Monday night. This was early 80s so Lee was just a nipper.

Never saw much of Colin and my thoughts of long chats where a gobby 18 year old gives sage advice to a professional footballer, didn't happen fortunately.

Mrs M was always very nice though and tipped well at Christmas.
 
I was crossing on Ecclesall Road and a bloke who looked like Michael Tonge stopped at the lights with his windows down. I turned to my friend and said 'that looks like Michael Tonge', then I turned back to the car and Michael Tonge was laughing.

It was Michael Tonge.

Michael Tonge.
 
Bumped into Simon Moore the other week in Costa Coffee.
 
Met Quinny in the Plough a few years back on Wimbledon finals day. He was at Ull but still loved locally and was happy to chat about crap tennis and footy.

I'd seen him a few years back in the Psalter Tavern and he had his dad and brothers with him. His dad was a lovely bloke but I could barely understand every other word.
There were no horses tied up outside that I recall.
 
Fantastic, being sat next to a Blades legend on the plane. Did he say 'My name is Colin Morris', like Roger Moore in James Bond?

:p The name's Morris...Colin Morris

He's a currency dealer now in Portugal, assisting folk that are buying property out there. Him and his Mrs have lived there for over 15years.
His son, Lee, is coaching in South Carolina and doing really well for himself
 
Not really an ex player but a fan nonetheless...

Kevin Davies in the Broomhill Friery about 10 years ago collecting the chippy dinner for his mum. Seemed to know the owner well.

Always thought we should have tried to sign him
 
i bumped into asaba just after he joined in a supermarket, i pointed him out to my mate and said what a great signing he was, told him to his face i fancy him to be top scorer in the league, that went well
 
Also, pretty sure the gym I go has a deal with the Blades.

I've seen Hussey, Hanson and Moore in there. The latter two when they were both injured, and Hussey during pre season before he found a new club.

Also a couple of younger lads who come in regular who always wear Blades training gear.
 



Nile Ranger started on me once in Newcastle, Sami Ameobi split the two of us up.

Bumped into Neill Collins’s father in law in Cyprus a couple of months ago. Top bloke. Nothing controversial said, he loves the club, knew his limitations as a footballer, the Clough stuff really broke him.
 
A thread where you can reminisce about all the occasions you bumped into ex players. Just saying 😌
 
I saw Joe Bolton in a pub once but it’s shut now and converted into residential accommodation.
 
Curtis Woodhouse lives on my road, it’s a cul de sac, so he has to walk passed my house, which he often does. We once exchanged an ‘Alright mate‘ but so far that’s as far as it’s got, but realistically it’s still early days in our friendship. 🤣
 
I once played in net in a school match against Trenton Wiggan's school. Trenton scored six past me and I got dropped for the next game.

Never forgiven the bastard :mad:

I might have been in the same team as Trenton. It's difficult to remember because Trenton scored six on a number of occasions.
Our tactics were spot on

Take a touch at kick off, leave it for Trenton, 1-0

Other team kicks off, tackle them, give it to Trenton, 2-0
 
I bumped into Billy Sharp on a train in Leeds week before our 3-3 draw with Man Utd, talked about it a bit before someone jumped in and begged him to sign for Leeds.
 

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