Blackburn to Manchester

The day started with a mixture of trepidation and excitement at the prospect of travelling to Manchester to interview Gordon Taylor in the PFA Headquarters. The morning started with an Egg Mcmuffin from the fast food chain Mcdonalds. This choice of meal was not high on the list of this bloggers preferred option for breakfast but it was practical and could be consumed with minimum of fuss and at the end of the day, beggars cannot be choosers. The Mcmuffin had the desired effect of filling a space which led a member of Squashed Fox to note ‘what more could you want for a nicker or so?’

This blogger knew that this would ultimately be the final hurdle of the journey with Squashed Fox up to Lancashire, whilst knowing that he was only a small cog in the machine. Contract disputes with the production manager about an increase in wages led to heated discussions where no progress was made. The blogger was told in no uncertain terms where he could put the blog and decided to get on his toes and head back home.

Despite these unfortunate circumstances, the team decided to carry on as normal without a trace of unprofessionalism before this blogger shot off from Manchester Piccadilly station to Euston London via Stockport. After the Mcmuffin, the public toilets were ventured into and the conditions were referred to as ‘absolutely horrendous.’ After this brief venture, the team headed off to Manchester. As the motor pulled away from the Travelodge, Yazoo’s single ‘Only you’ appeared on the airwaves and was deemed an appropriate choice of song. The passion within the 80’s hit reflected the emotional departure for one cog within the machine.

We arrived in Manchester and the PFA Headquarters are a superb example of top-notch facilities. We set up in one of the meeting rooms that were decorated with footballing memorabilia such as a famous photo of Bobby Moore and Pele swapping shirts in a 1970 World Cup match. Gordon Taylor was generous with his time and within the interview, talked about playing with such illustrious players like Alan Ball in an England schoolboy’s game. His concern in relation to financial problems for particular clubs was apparent and he remarked on such teams as ya Wolves’ and ya Middlesbrough’s as clubs that had problems. Mr Taylor’s views were interesting and reflected another successful interview.

The final interview for this blogger was an emotional occasion and the letting go of the clapper was particularly hard to take. The clapper felt like an extension of this person’s arm. The blogger was caught in the corner gently weeping due to the acrimonious split and also due to the blogger experiencing sharp, sudden, shooting pains in the groin area that have caused him problems for donkeys years. Despite this, the Squashed Fox team dropped this blogger off at Piccadilly station, which was rather nice of them.

The blogging game is over for this particular whippersnapper. The baton will be handed over to another member of Squashed Fox. Another day, another blogger and this particular person will carry on with the underwhelming, below mediocre levels of blogging as the company realises that this blog means so much to so many people.

Au Revoir

Sid Perch

Squashed Fox Team