I've been reading Mel's autobiography (that guy got up to some amazing stuff!) and he recounted a tale from his time at Arsenal, when MOTD was in it's adolescence and they were still experimenting with cameras on the touchlines doing interviews and so on, and he got asked if he'd struggled with his eyes (as it was an early floodlit game and he was suffering with cataracts). He stuttered into the camera, explaining "I'm ok, it was just the clitorises on my eyes". Apparently that was the end of his PR role at the club, to say the least!
So thats where the clitoris is.... thanks Scott! Who'd have thought after all my fumbling around I only needed to poke the wife in the eye. Oh, she is in for a great night tonight when the kids go to bed.
Along similar lines I remember hearing a story about when Rodney Marsh signed for Manchester City. Marsh was well known for showboating and Malcolm Allison took him aside before one match and said that if he messed about he'd pull him off at half time, to which Marsh replied 'Cheers boss, all we got at QPR was an orange!'
There was another gem in there I just remembered, where Arsenal were playing Man Utd away, and apparently during a rather lengthy team talk, where the Arsenal manager (George Swindin? I forget) was going player to player issuing instructions. Apparently it was rather warm and Charles had managed to nod off, only to awaken to "CHARLES! You're going to be marking space..." to which he replied "Who's he then? Where'd they sign him?" which the rest of the team thought hysterical, bar the manager!
