Thinking about my career I suppose we can record all the statistics and that would be it. But it’s been one hell of a career and I suppose it would be nice to break it down with a few words of explanation.
We all did it – kicked the ball around in the playground and against the side of the house for hours and I suppose for most of us, that’s where it all starts. Well, with me it was no different…
My first school was Clewer Green Primary in Hatch Lane Windsor where, at a very early age I fell head over heels in love. And no, it wasn’t with a female teacher, or even one of the dinner ladies! I was of course, helplessly in love with something even more beautiful - the ‘beautiful game’: football!
So naturally I quickly lost interest in all lessons…
I suppose I must have made a gradual – if uneventful, progression through the school teams at Clewer before moving to Dedworth Secondary Modern. I was progressing quite nicely now and was selected for the Slough and District team before joining the Spital Youth Club side.
Feeling quite confident by now, I applied for a trial at Reading – off my own back, went for a trial at Reading – off my own back… and heard nothing! Then Arsenal (yes the Gunners!) offered me a trial. For some reason which I can’t now remember, I didn’t fancy that. They weren’t even boring Arsenal back then!
Shortly after this, my Uncle Bob decided that I needed a little bit of guidance, so he put pen to paper and wrote a letter about me to Stamford Bridge. I’m sure at the time he never dreamt of what it could lead to.