My undying memory of all the years I spent watching The Bees before disability caught up was an afternoon in the New Road (pre Bill Axbey stand) sitting behind a lovely guy who was the spitting image of Alf Garnett.Every time the referee, who had made some dreadful decisions, came to that side of the pitch he would stand up and shout "referee, referee, referee". Of course this got not reaction although he was only about twenty feet away.That was, until the last few minutes when he gave a free kick, totally the wrong way, right in front of 'Alf'.Cue "referee, referee, referee" and the referee looked over. In most other grounds this would have brought a tirade of abuse but Alf simply shouted at him "Ye're having a bit of a 'mare son aren't yer". Laughter from all parties
Nigel Brooks ● 4145d