I can't remember the last time I went to a game when someone chucked a bog roll from behind the goals, and it soared effortlessly towards the goal, eventually landing in or through the net. There was a particular art to i) ensuring you let go of it the right way, otherwise it wouldn't unravel, but ii) best of all getting the trajectory just right so that it would drop just over the cross bar, part down the back of the net and part over the bar and down to the goal line. Expert bog roll chuckers would land a good 4 or 5 over the cross bar, leaving a goalie getting taffled up in the tangled mess, looking forlornly towards any member of ground staff to come and extricate them from the mess. Those in the know, were aware that Izal bog rolls were of no use whatsoever. And bog rolls that has been used ..........
there was also the joys of a tirade of oranges as the keeper ran to the goal for the warm up having just put a *** out in the tunnel. I grew up in the knowledge that all football should be like that!
I didn't know Keckers smoked, but did know he became a prison officer after playing for City. I remember Charlie Wright who played for Charlton, once lighting up during a game whilst play was down the other end. Proper football.
The good old days waiting to get to the promised land now we have been its not all it cracked up to be
It was such a popular pastime, that you couldn't go for a dump on a Saturday, as Paragon Station and Anlaby Rerd pubs took all their bog rolls out on match day morning.
Do you know that Ian McKechnie works at the KC Stadium doing 'Corporate Hospitality' at every Match Day. I remember that first home game when we read in the paper that he liked oranges and everybody in South Stand came up with the same idea and threw him one as he ran into the goal area. The game couldn't start until they cleaned the thousands of them off the pitch.
No one throws meat pies anymore either! I remember being away at Watford many years ago and at half time these two coppers came and eyeballed the city faithful. Just as they turned and started walking away some joker launched his meat pie at one of the coppers, it lodged in the back of his head just under the helmet! Absolute quality everyone pissed themselves the copper just kept walking probably scared ****less and aware that he deserved what he'd got. Gravy running down his neck
Ian Mc could down the pints as well! Charlie Wright, a great character. Used to get as loud a cheer when he was in goal at South Stand end as many a home player did. always acknowledged the fans who applauded him as well.
