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I made over 300 appearances for Nottingham Forest in the 80s/90s and scored over 100 goals. Don't worry lads, I know what I'm on about.
 



Not sure of the team ( might have been Norton Woodseats, pre-season friendly!?!) but Emlyn Hughes turned out for a side at the Coach and Horses I played against a good while back.
I scored through his legs as he 'raced' back to make a goal line clearance, shouting 'You jammy beggar' as the ball trickled over the line...I did stop and think 'Blimey, this blokes won the bloody European cup!'

Fair play to him for turning out, must have absolutely loved the game.
 
My football experience is very limited. Some second XI football at school. A season playing in the Sunday Imperial league when i was 17 (more often than not as sub). I was just finding my feet playing centre-half and understanding what i could and couldn't do,and really developing what little skill i had. Strong, fast and could read the game, when in the summer of 1996 some local hardcase came training with us, i was young and brave and took him with a belting tackle, he warned me not to do it again, so i did it so i took man and ball. 5 minutes later i was laying on the deck with a broken thigh, ruptured thigh muscle and torn knee ligaments. I spent 10 days in hospital with the internal bleeding, and never went back apart from the odd game here and there over the years, after which the fags and ale had done for any level of fitness i had. Having said that i'm now just as fit as i was when i was that age, but i have absolutely no inclination to start footballing again.
 
Not sure of the team ( might have been Norton Woodseats, pre-season friendly!?!) but Emlyn Hughes turned out for a side at the Coach and Horses I played against a good while back.
I scored through his legs as he 'raced' back to make a goal line clearance, shouting 'You jammy beggar' as the ball trickled over the line...I did stop and think 'Blimey, this blokes won the bloody European cup!'

Fair play to him for turning out, must have absolutely loved the game.

Well known for turning out around Dronfield and South Sheffield area in random games. Top bloke off the pitch, absolute bastard on it, just how it should be. As you said, after you picked yourself off the floor for the twelfth time you thought "he won the European Cup and played for England".
 
I think I played in Graves Park twice

There is no good pitch in Graves Park, played my first ever proper game of football on there in about 1984 and then spent a season playing on it. It was an advantage to have one leg longer than the other. Equipped you for later life playing in Concorde Park as well :)
 
There is no good pitch in Graves Park, played my first ever proper game of football on there in about 1984 and then spent a season playing on it. It was an advantage to have one leg longer than the other. Equipped you for later life playing in Concorde Park as well :)

Haha yep, Who ever kicked off downhill first won!
 
There is no good pitch in Graves Park, played my first ever proper game of football on there in about 1984 and then spent a season playing on it. It was an advantage to have one leg longer than the other. Equipped you for later life playing in Concorde Park as well :)
Pitch no 1 wasnt bad i played against Woodseats WMC a few time the rest was dire
 
Didn't play much in Graves Park, but I remember the first Sunday pub team I played for when I was about 15 played in Longley Park with its infamous 'banana pitch' which we had to play on occasionally...
 
Out of everything I've ever done in my life playing football is the thing I was best at. Just a shame I never did anything with it.

There are five ex professional footballers in my family so maybe these things really are genetic.
 
Played in the irish league for a decade. Won a few things and picked up youth and schoolboy international caps. Managed a couple of appearances in the now defunct uefa cup winners cup! Quit at 27 due to ongoing knee problems.
 
I was like Rickie Lambert. Played most of my career in the bottom echelons of the GT league before having a swansong in the A league before finding drink and now I can't do anything. I always relied on my pace. I have none now so resort to cynical fouls
 



Out of everything I've ever done in my life playing football is the thing I was best at. Just a shame I never did anything with it.

There are five ex professional footballers in my family so maybe these things really are genetic.

my old man was on Bristol Rovers books and was coached by Ray Mabbutt. Garys dad, so perhaps it is all in the genetics.
 
Managed to get to the under 21 junior provincial final way back when I lived in B.C.played as a winger.Lost 2-0.
Gave it up to trap beavers.
I managed to trap a few beavers in my younger days too :)
 
In my hay-day, pacey left-sided wing-back, strong in the tackle, good with my head, but alas better off the ball than I on it. Scored a few too, mostly from corners. School, pub/Sunday league in the Rotherham area, uni first team (Scotland), Tokyo metropolis league, East Tokyo over 30s league. Some silverware, not much. These days I can play either the first or the second half... not both. I'm fifty tomorrow.
 
I used to do some moonlighting as a professional footballer, I was Gavlar to my mates, but to my pro team I had "Akinbiyi" written on my back.............
 
It's over 9000

Actually, no, I was shite.

I learnt a long time ago that I was better with my fingers than my feet.
 
Played for Sheffield Boys, South Yorkshire, England School boy trials.. Rotherham FC school boy then Chesterfield FC YTS & Pro.. Played over 20 reserve games & in first team squad a couple of times... Finished at Sheffield FC... Coached at school of excellence level & boys & girls youth football. Still love it!!!
 
Southern Railway League Division 4 or something when I worked for the RMT. Us group of pasty office workers were regulary subject to double figure beatings by teams of shunters and such like
 
Southern Railway League Division 4 or something when I worked for the RMT. Us group of pasty office workers were regulary subject to double figure beatings by teams of shunters and such like
With your track record Darren, I am not even sure you are talking about football are you?:)
 
I scored from the halfway line, David Beckham style. I wasn't trying to look good, i just couldn't be arsed to run with it.

I got offered a trial with a league club, but i couldn't be arsed to go. I quit playing cos i couldn't be arsed to turn up for training. There's a pattern emerging here, isn't there.
 

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