by pepsi_dave » Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:05 pm
I've met quite a few players actually. I used to work at TGI Fridays in Cheadle and many a Premier League and other lesser known footballers used to come in.
The weirdest was Wanchope, came in on his own, was very quiet, looked very much as though he liked to keep himself to himself. Very strange feller indeed, very polite though.
The whole U****d squad booked the restaurant out one Chrismas (2003 or 2004 I think) the spice Girls had split up, Posh had just released her book, Romeo was less than a year old etc....David & Victoria Beckham and other members of the family, Phil Neville, Solksjaer, Keane, The Spanish Keeper they had at the time, Scholes, Veron (I think), Carroll, Ricardo, Fortune, Silvestre, Butt and one or two other lower "profile" players, their wives and kids.... some very intersting things I noticed, and some things I was very surprised at...
When David and Victoria arrived She just waltzed in and went straight to the bar, David followed with Romeo in his arm, brooklyn following behind and he was carrying all the baby bags and stuff in his other hand, but for the whole time they were there the two of them barely said a word to each other and were sat at opposite ends of the restaurant, She was sat with Chuckle and Mrs and someone elses bird, while he sat with the likes of Veron, Keane, and Solksjaer.
At one point, in an area of the restaurant which was sectioned off with balloons and a mini-disco for the kids, myself and one of the other waitresses were making modelling balloons, and we ended up having balloon sword fights with Brooklyn, Keane's little lad, and Solksjaer's little lad..... Brooklyn was a bit shy but was having a good time, Keane's lad was running round like a fucking little maniac waving his balloon around like a mentalist (obviously takes after his dad in some respects), but Roy himself is quite possible the nicest footballer I have ever met, very forthcoming, and he instigated most of the conversations he had with me, very polite, and seemed genuinely interested in the answers I was giving him (all of which were non-football related, at the time I wasnt a Season Ticket holder and football was my second passion behind music). Solksjaers lad was very quiet and shy, and scared to fucking death of his own shadow, but a very sweet little lad though.
Posh spice was a rude, ignorant, bint to be quite honest, no manners, only answered yes or no, and wouldn't even engage in any form of small talk whatsoever, and more often than not needed to be asked a question twice in order to get an answer. I don't really remember how the rest of the squad that were there came accross, they all just seemed fairly 'normal' and none of their characters really stood out to me as my evident lack of memory of them shows.
After the function was over, Posh just upped and left with the kids while she waited for David to say the Thank you's and goodbyes, he went to EVERY single member of staff to thank them individually, kissed all the girls on the cheek and wished them happy christmas, and shook hands with every male member of staff again wishing us all merry christmas.
Before they all arrived Brad Friedel coincidentally turned up with his family, but we had to turn him away as he wasnt part of the party, was a bit surreal, because at first i thought he was part of their party.... he honestly thought I was taking the piss because I am sure the day before they had played U****d and he had saved a penalty, was all just a massive coincidence though.
We had to sign disclaimers before they all arrived that we couldn't ask Keane about his forthcoming book, We couldn't ask posh about the Spice Girls split, we couldn't ask questions about the argentina red card DB got etc, we Couldn't mention anything about alleged affairs that DB was having (At the time they were only alleged and there was no talk of rebecca loos, but the tabloids were full of the Beckhams relationship being on the rocks), we couldnt ask for photos or autographs etc, and we could also never disclose any details to the press about any of the events the happened during the function. All of the windows were blacked out with some sort of netting that you could see out of, but not see in, there were MASSIVE fookin security guards at the main entrance, the fire exits, at the staff entrance at the back of the building, the Kitchen, the bar, and a few more just ambling around the resaurant. It was like bloody royalty were there.
Anywho, enough of them lot, I served Peter Schmiechel (During his City days I must add), Kevin Horlock, Nicolas Jensen a week or so before a Derby and told Kevin to do us proud ("Kevin.... I'm a massive City fan, can you just do me one favour? Beat them lot next week, and all the best"), he smiled and said something along the lines of thanks, and don't worry, we've been preparing for a while now..... I think we drew, Howey equalised for us I think.
Shortly after Sven had been appointed, and we had just signed a plethora of players, I happened to be at COMS when the players had their team photo taken, I met Dunnie (very nice and polite and allowed me to have my picture taken), Dickov who like Dunnie was polite and again had a picture taken. Petrov was quiet but still had the time to have pictures taken. Then we saw a few people gather round a big blacked out 4x4 so I wandered over and it was Geo who was having a few pics taken and autograph signing, what happened next was quite funny, there was a small white bloke sat in the passenger side of the car who started to look more and more rattle the longer this went on, and then all of a sudden the door flung open and out he jumped, he then frantically started pointing at himself shouting "Brasil, Brasil...... I Brasil...." it was Elano, but obviously then no-one knew who he was, so we just went along with it, and had pics taken etc. On the way back to the car bumped into the big man himself SGE, what an absolute gent, again had a pic with him and a very brief chat, lovely bloke.
While at TGI Fridays I served Robbie Savage, seemed quite down to earth but complained about the most minute thing.... very bizzarre.
I worked at Fridays in sale for a While a few years back, served Fletcher who was a right miseralbe twat, and once he notice my City badges he became even more miserable (if thats even possible, lol).
I also served Camelmouth in sale aswell, he was rude and ignorant and complained because, and I quote, when he referred to the burger he bought from our Buy one get on free promotion, "My burger is a bit burnt" and he demanded it was remade when the question was asked.
Was out for a stag do the other month in town, and we were in the Living rooms when the whole villa squad who had just lost a blackburn arrived, one of our lads was a massive villa fan and apparently has some links within the club, seemed to get on quite well the likes of reo coker, carew, and gardener, but unsurprising of all, must be that agbonlahor is, as he appears on TV, miserable, arrogant, no, VERY arrogant, cocky, stuck up his own arse, looking down his nose at everyone, and just seemed like a generaly twat, totally ignored this bloke who was with us, despite the other players appearing to know him well enough to have a laugh and joke with him.
Anywho, I'm sure theres hould be a few more, just cant remember them.
Peace
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