When our parents decided that we were taking the tranny van Transit van to France with some friends of ours, Tina, Dave and their children David and Jane, my brother and I were incredibly excited. It takes us from his wild youth - lots of sex and drugs and drink - through to domesticated family man - school runs and flatpack furniture with plenty of football in between. Strangely enough I ended up at Everton after Mike Lyons,. I am no longer a professional footballer, and I have to tell you that it is bloody tough. I would say I am definitely now in the real world. One was that, for some unknown reason, sleeping in a mosquito net scared me half to death, and the other was that there was an armed guard, not just on the complex, but also at each apartment block. Bizarrely enough, when I was rushed to hospital that time, who should I see on arrival but my mum with my granddad, Sidney.
While Fiona was knee deep in swatches, worktop colours, and dream walls, all I was interested in was the garden, and in particular how much square footage I could eke out of the space, for a football area for me and Cam. I was rushed through to the waiting room where my mum and my granddad were sitting, and when my mum saw me, the towel full of blood, and the sliced lip, she certainly got a shock. My first link to a proper club was as a schoolboy player at Grimsby Town. I hope that the young professionals starting out can learn from it, I hope that old pros coming to an end of their careers can empathise with it, and I hope that the bloke down the pub can relate to it. Click to find out how to get your Together Card. This is what football is really about. If you ask me, that was, and is, football in a nutshell.
It has an electricity and water hook up, and is on a nice little pitch. He must also pass the ball. It will include tales of fans, players and chairmen alike, it will contain more house moves than a Kirstie Allsopp book, and it will chart some of the seven hundred and fifty or so games that I have played in. This will include spells at ten clubs, and having seen a good twenty-five managers come and go. Football was my life from an early age. During those early footballing years my will to win, and to play well, was not always appreciated. It takes us from his wild youth - lots of sex and drugs and drink - through to domesticated family man - school runs and flatpack furniture with plenty of football in between.
Glede na to katere izdelke izberete, se vam pri oddaji naročila prikaže tudi končni predviden datum dobave vašega pakete. While playing for Torquay United a few years ago, we had a pre-season game against Derby, and who should be in their team but a certain Mr Robbie Savage I think of him as a poor Chris Hargreaves — poor in skill, but perhaps richer in other ways. Izdelek ki ga želite dodati v košarico ni možno kupiti skupaj z izdelki, ki jih že imate v košarici. The worst offence was in the garden though, because as well as destroying most of the flowers and bushes that had once made this oasis the envy of all of our neighbours, I decided that the edges of the grass needed trimming. However, I have played for ten clubs and have moved house fifteen or so times, gradually migrating from north to south, so I can definitely empathise with the uncertain lifestyle of the traveller. The school also phoned Everton, for whom I had recently signed schoolboy forms, to say that I had been in a spot of bother on the football field.
The fans love and relate to him because he's a grafter. Both products always let you down, but they were still coveted by any self-respecting child. The only variation in our diet was some French bread and jam for dessert. Plačilo po predračunu samo za pravne osebe. These racing machines were seriously quick, and, to me, seriously cool. That was sum total of our trips abroard and for that I am grateful, especially after those two offerings.
As the parents pondered over this delightful decision, I then decided to finish them all off by leaning over the station platform, only to be dragged back in the nick of time by some bloke as a train thundered through the station at full pelt. My heroes back then were Jock Taylor and his passenger, Benga Johansson. My dad was a really good sidecar rider and I spent most weekends in the back of an old orange Commer van going to the many race circuits round the country with my parents and brother. Poor old Sue got through a lot of Mars bars, as I loved chocolate and I loved scoring goals. We did lots of swimming and playing, and ate a hell of a lot of French bread and cheese. I would kick a ball around for hours on end at the park, do hundreds of kick-ups in the back garden when I got home, and I would polish my boots to a military standard before placing them carefully at the end of my bed.
My dad would spend hours mending his various sidecars, and we would sit in them and pretend to be winning the Grand Prix. You either have to be a footballer or be in a band, and although I think my shower singing voice has a major chance of world stardom I am as yet unsigned. Sue, I will pay you back for all that chocolate! The result was a pretty awesome den for the four kids in the back, but this was definitely in the days before health and safety regulations were given top priority. As regards the potential injuries and stitches involved, I may have wished I had persevered with the bikes! Chris Hargreaves has been a professional footballer for twenty years. I was fine though, and after a few uncomfortable minutes with a needle and thread my lip was as good as new — only a small to medium sized scar on my lip for life, but nothing too serious. At the meetings, Mark and I would tear around on our own little bikes, while Mum and Dad sold visors, spark plugs, and a whole menagerie of things to do with bikes, on their stall. It takes us from his wild youth - lots of sex and drugs and drink - through to domesticated family man - school runs and flatpack furniture with plenty of football in between.
I will also tell you where I am writing from at any particular time — I started this section while in a hotel reception listening to a supermarket-style loop tape and watching numerous afternoon business lunches escalate into all-day sessions — no wonder those bankers have made such bad decisions recently! V emailu bo navedena številka vašega paketa ter povezava do sledenja paketa, kjer boste lahko preverili natančen status dostave. Chris Hargreaves has been a professional footballer for twenty years. It was an educational trip. This is what football is really about. He's been there and done it at a wide range of largely unfashionable clubs including my team Oxford United.
I mean a low down, twin-passenger racing machine, not as some of you were maybe thinking — a military type bike with a bath welded to it. So why have I titled this book as I have? One time, I put a lit fire-work into a pocket of my new parka coat; this resulted in me wearing a new coat with one front pocket burnt off. Over the course of a few months, and after many thousands of kick-ups, I managed to reduce the playing surface by about three quarters. This is the big difference between football at school level and when you play it for a living — you soon find out that everybody feels as you do at a professional club. Chris Hargreaves has been a professional footballer for twenty years.