Friday, 12 July 2019
Wednesday, 3 October 2018
A good friend of mine, Paul Dooley has sent me the following true story about an old school friend and prime candidate for retrospective Billy Bull. I think you'll like it. He swears every word is true;
One of my favourites from The End mag was the ‘Billy Bull’ section. Here is a true story about a lad from Halewood that I reckon could have made it into print. This was from the late 80s. His name was Simon Munro but he used to get called Simon Robson, as he styled himself on the then Man Utd captain Bryan.
Back then he played for a local pub team in the Sunday hangover league and used to describe himself as a ‘midfield general’. He was actually shite and only got a game as they were struggling for numbers.
One night in the pub he told us he’d been to Blackpool in his ford cortina and the gear box went so he had to drive all the way home in reverse.
Whilst he was in Blackpool he got a tattoo done on his arm but didn’t like it. So when he got home he slashed his arm with a razor blade and poured sterry milk on it. The next day the tattoo had gone!
Ha haaaaaaa .. Brilliant Paul!
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*all names have been changed