When we have a full set it'll be Blue Peter time for those of a creative disposition. A pack of playing cards, Some adhesive backed printer paper A sharp pair of scissors and hours of fun for all the family. The kids won't know who half of our heroes of yesteryear are, I shouldn't wonder.
I remember visiting The Valley a couple of days before it reopened - I was thirteen at the time. I wandered in and took in the beautiful surroundings from the edge of the pitch, feeling a little on edge lest someone turfed me out. Colin was on his sit-on mower and drove over to where I was standing. We chatted for a few minutes, and I must admit I never knew he was a former player until he mentioned it (I was in awe after that). Anyway, to cut a long story short, he gave me a handful of cut grass out of the mower, which I solemnly wrapped in tissue. I left on cloud nine. I met Colin many years later and mentioned that day. Maybe he was humouring me, but he said he remembered it well. I had my nippers with me and I felt so happy that they had decided to become Addicks and steep themselves in our proud history. They still attend matches; in fact, more than I do. A fine man is Colin. And yep, I still have that (very dry) grass in that same tissue. It's in a freezer bag, safely stored in my 'Charlton Box'.
I was at both his testimonials. And at the game where he took the ball the length of the pitch for Killer to smash in Goal of the Season.
Some more suggestions for our worst ever players would be welcome I have tried to avoid including CAFC academy youngsters who only got a start or two in the first team before moving on. A bit unfair if they were listed, as most of them would have worked hard at our youth levels and been successful there. Worst players don't necessarily have to have appeared only once or twice. Just call 'em out if you think they were rubbish
