ok then, it's a football anecdote so acceptable I guess

we were playing football in a park in Manchester in around 1992 and the ball went out of play and ran towards, of all people, Mick Hucknall, who was walking a dog.

Hucknall was about to try and control the ball, but my mate just got to it first, did a Zidane roulette-style turn and nutmegged him at the same time, while Mick almost slipped over.

Very funny and he still dines out on the day he "skinned Mick Hucknall and left him for dead"

Posted By: Worzel Scrimmage, Oct 30, 20:51:01