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As a family we used to go to Hurley and park up on the Thames on sundays. I was very young and remember my Dad talking to a guy parked next to us called Tony Hazel. I think he had a maroon coloured car. They chatted for ages. Got to know his son quite well later on as he was the manager of goals in Hayes.
Refereed a game in North Harrow, probably at Kodaks, coached by the great Tony (never recall seeing him make a save copyright) Roberts.
Never uttered a single syllable in acknowledgement of my existence other then to bereft my somewhat laboured skills in officiating. He knew I was Rangers as well as we’d spoken a few times in Ruislip Manor. He was into selling time shares in Florida.
I was walking in my neighborhood this morning on my way to Yoga here in Baltimore and noticed a house with a Leeds flag flying outside. Had my Rangers beanie on and decided to knock on his door. Bloke was from York and we had a nice chat. All very Bizarre and fun.
I recently emailed the club about recruitment.i suggested researching the supporters players of the year. Too many people who work in football look down on people who don’t. Hey they watch them every week not a compilation video.
The Robbie Savage line of thinking who has a phone in from supporters. Mad
This guy and his bs and getting another job. Couldn’t make it up.
The toxicity this man created at our club, who he didn’t give a fcuk about, and knew nothing about really set us back in losing our identity and why so many of us lost heart. He was a c nut and how he treated everyone who cared about the club was honestly totally shambolic. His cronies with him were no better.
Him and cook coperate parasites. Fernandes you have a lot to answer for.