A disaster for World football
I thought youd like to know more about my history as i would yours. I started school at five at St Matthews on Norfolk street about 1963. We only had a kickabout with a tennis ball in a courtyard. They had courtyards in the old days. I had turned out about three times when my parents got a letter from Real Madrid offering a trial.
To cut a long story short, i went, and insisted on playing in an under 16 game. After five minutes the head coach stopped the game, and pulled me to the touchline. He called over a man in glasses and wearing a suit, and told him to take me to the office to sign me.
They offered a rent free apartment, a housekeeper and a cook, and 45 quid a week in spanish money, a lot then. I refused saying i could only play for Cambridge.
Disaster then struck. Playing for St Albans at Fawcett, i had a sodden leather ball kicked into my left eye permanently damaging the cornea, my career over at 11. Not only that it robbed England of a world class player.
That is all.