Football will not be the winner
Never liked Chris Doig. When I was a wheelchair-escort Doig had just bolluxed up something and one of the wheelchaired guys yelled "Aren't you supposed to be a defender?" to which Mr Doig very wittily replied "fcuk off." I can understand a desire to retort but it's not very professional.
I quite enjoyed being a wheelchair escort (which I was until 95-98 until my escortee died) as it brought you so close to the players. I was regularly three inches away from Pierre van Hooijdonk's chest.
My favourite memories are:
Tim Flowers (Blackburn) chatting regularly to a small ginger kid whenever Forest were on the attack (which wasn't very often). Really nice bloke.
The look of sheer delight on Kevin Campbell's face whenever he scored during the promotion season.
Dwight Yorke, during that 8-1 tonking, on hearing someone close to the pitch yelling "You Forest are a load of fcuking crap", laughing and replying to him "Aw, they're not
that bad."
Worse memory was during the traditional last day of the season invasion when a 18-stone steward grabbed an 8-year-old boy who'd made it over the fence and literally hurled him back over like a rag doll with no thought for the little chap's health. Loads of people then got on to the pitch as all the stewards were now
fighting off a dozen blokes who wanted to kill the tw@t.
