Players actually kick the ball (just don't press too hard or his leg falls off)
Obviously a dig at subbuteo, but even though I had it, it never was as good as subbuteo.
Who the feck came round to your house to play striker or anything for that matter in a bloody tie.....
What was wrong with you...
marbles boy, marbles roll them at them boooossshhh crasssshhh their dead (apart from your favourite enemy, you know you had one, who would with a swoop of the fingers be picked up and placed in safety)
Ha, it was all my gran could afford, that was taken on day release from foster care at the peabody flats next to the church on Church Road, Portslade.
One summers day I was in the back garden and kids were nicking lead off the roof, and threatened to beat me up if I told anyone..
I promptly ran...
I had a fascination with indians, must have been all those black & white cowboy films on Saturday mornings during the early mid 70's before Swap shop and Tiswaz came along..