Spankys post below reminded me of this incident
Back in 1999 I had entered the telegraphs fantasy football competition and had been the lucky sod that was pulled out of the hat that month and won two tickets to go see a premiership team of my choice. I had chosen Liverpool as my team of choice and was therefore given tickets to go see Liverpool play Bradford at Anfield on a weeknight.

The whole event started in the afternoon where me and a guest (I chose my brother) would be given a full tour of the grounds, a meal with other VIP’s and then allowed to watch the match. The day went well and we must have made a decent impression on the staff of the place as we were given a shitload of freebies to take home with us (I even wrote them a thankyou letter afterwards).

The match ended and me and my bro made our way out of the stadium with our freebie laden Liverpool FC emblazoned kit bag over our shoulders and into the after match crowd. What we did not realise was that the doors we came out were the same doors used by the players after they left the ground so there were a number of fans waiting for autographs.

One of the more die hard Liverpool fans stood near the front of the group grabbed hold of my bro and thrust a notepad in his face “here you go mate sign this will you please” said our new woolly hated chum.

“I think you’ve made a mistake pal” replied my brother “We don’t play for Liverpool”
“Not yet you don’t I know” said the autograph hunter “But you must play for the youth team so you will do one day”

Instead of spending another length of time explaining that we were just some Barnsley lads that had won a fantasy football day out and the kit bag we had was actually full of merchandise like 2 LFC parker pens, 2 LFC ties, 2 matchday programs signed by the team etc etc my bro took the quicker route and signed it, passing it back to mr crazyfan.

Apparently he didn’t want my signature as I had given it to him a few weeks back after a reserves game.
(mon bison powered by magnets, Fri 17 Apr 2009, 13:12, Reply)