David Gwilliam
Well-Known Member
This will probably be my last post
Twice recently I have come close to joining the great football forum in the sky. I have on each occasion asked people to contact the forum to say how much I enjoyed being a member. I realised that when the time came they would forget. So here goes.
One terrible day when I was away from Leicester someone glanced at a mobile phone and said there has been a helicopter crash in Leicester. A hostess let me look at the BBC page which had very little detail. I then asked for the Talking Balls site. My hostess reasonably pointed out that it would not have any details not on the BBC. However. I needed to see what regulars had posted. It occurred to me then that the regular names for whom I felt affection They are not friends - you cannot have friends you would not recognise in the street. But it is a community and that is a good thing.
One surprise is the reaction to my gentle attempts at humour mainly targeted at Mike Stowell and Marcin Wasilewski. These sometimes brought outrage. At one point it was claimed that I owed Dean Hammond an apology.
Perhaps the strangest reply came from Mawsley who claimed that I was a fifty year old man living with my mother. No doubt it was intended to offend but it was too absurd to do anything but amuse. I left home in the early sixties, my mother died in 1990 and I am many decades past my fifties.
My favourite post came from M17. I had lamented my lack of street cred. He recommended a brand of headphones. Clearly if I strutted through Leicester wearing these I would become a babe magnet. I regret to say that this was greeted with female cries of "It will take more than headphones to give you street cred. "
I sign off now hoping the forum continues to flourish.
Twice recently I have come close to joining the great football forum in the sky. I have on each occasion asked people to contact the forum to say how much I enjoyed being a member. I realised that when the time came they would forget. So here goes.
One terrible day when I was away from Leicester someone glanced at a mobile phone and said there has been a helicopter crash in Leicester. A hostess let me look at the BBC page which had very little detail. I then asked for the Talking Balls site. My hostess reasonably pointed out that it would not have any details not on the BBC. However. I needed to see what regulars had posted. It occurred to me then that the regular names for whom I felt affection They are not friends - you cannot have friends you would not recognise in the street. But it is a community and that is a good thing.
One surprise is the reaction to my gentle attempts at humour mainly targeted at Mike Stowell and Marcin Wasilewski. These sometimes brought outrage. At one point it was claimed that I owed Dean Hammond an apology.
Perhaps the strangest reply came from Mawsley who claimed that I was a fifty year old man living with my mother. No doubt it was intended to offend but it was too absurd to do anything but amuse. I left home in the early sixties, my mother died in 1990 and I am many decades past my fifties.
My favourite post came from M17. I had lamented my lack of street cred. He recommended a brand of headphones. Clearly if I strutted through Leicester wearing these I would become a babe magnet. I regret to say that this was greeted with female cries of "It will take more than headphones to give you street cred. "
I sign off now hoping the forum continues to flourish.
