He’s Fitba Crazy (Framed)Close
He’s Fitba Crazy
Football was everything to me a kid and even my father who was well known in the community as a referee and coach of the local football team. We all went through being in the under 10’s, 13’s etc and every opportunity we had in daylight and even when it was so dark you had trouble seeing the ball we played our little hearts out. I laugh when I recall playing for Dundonald football team, which was managed by a larger than life fella called big Hughie Philips. He was enormous probably weighing in near the 30 stone mark and had huge buck teeth. He looked like a cross between a refrigerator and Freddie Mercury and he would charge up and down the field waiving his arms back and forth yelling at us wee boys “get forward, get forward………get back, get back” we just looked like a bunch of ants chasing a sweetie around a field, wherever the ball went this bunch of snot covered mud monkeys wouldn’t be far behind it. It must have frustrated the pants off big Hughie who dreamed of being in charge of a team that resembled Real Madrid but who resembled a monkeys tea party instead.I’ve long since hung up my football boots after one match when I went one way and my knee went another but I still have a love for the beautiful game to this day.