my first thought he was ginger, but that was Paul Bence,Alan Nelmes. Lived in isleworth, his garage and my mum and dads garage were opposite each other on the 10 foot way round the back.
Seeing him “ being normal “ when I also went to see him play on a Saturday, when I was so young blew my mind, I was in ore that I could get up so close.
Funny where life takes you, we now live less than a mile appart on the south coast.
I like this thread.good shout I loved Denny Mundee
I know what your saying , I was once putting up a fence in woking and a hire truck pulled up to deliver some tools for other trades that were working there, anyway the driver had a cuppa before heading back and we got talking, it was Peter Rhoades-Brown played for Chelsea in the late 70's .. he scored two goals infront of the KOP.. and I thought respect, that's something to be proud ofI like this thread.
The first job we had done to this house when we moved south was to get the outside painted. When I got home from work on the first day,it was dark but he was just packing up. I said I thought I reconised him but could not pace from where.
Next day as I got home he told me he knew where, he had had to go into the study and all my Brentford stuff was all over the walls.
Seemed strange have someone you had paid to see play football was now painting your house. He was great, spent a great afternoon telling me stories while I was his lacki.
Yep. Same here. Loved that he could dish it out but was also a great player, too. The fact that he didn't look like your average third division footballer also helped to make a lasting impression on ten year old me.Hurlock, I must have 10 when he popped up, before that Bees were pretty crap with no real idols, Callaghan brought in good players and made it fun and Hurlock was the daddy of it all.