I took that seriously...both the senior gentleman in question and myself suddenly appeared to be wanted by them. I dusted off my old white Billy Bremner boots (the ones with the revolving studs that were responsible for loads of kids queuing at Stockport Infirmary on Christmas afternoon)... When my agent (Hampton) and I turned up for signing-on/training...they called the police! Tinpot club!!! Dosser didn’t even turn up but sent a video of his last game...