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Ah, the good old days when an adult could beat a 12 year old with a long length of bamboo and get away with it. They usually spotted the rough book stuck down your trousers!

It was the day I realised that having Clough on board was not going to meet my expectations. I vaguely remember going and have a feeling that everyone went on the pitch at the end of the game, for whatever reason - shock I expect!