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I really wished fans never bought his name up to be honest as it’s a very painful period In my QPR history, one I unburdened a few years ago now, saying that the hate for this man is still there, brimming away like an old coal fire refusing to be put out which only needs the slightest flicker to engage the spark of rage, pain and hurt that a 14 year old boy felt that day after a comment made by that short legged bowled haircut midlander midget.
The Gary Bannister Love Thread on 09:52 - Sep 27 by JJB
I really wished fans never bought his name up to be honest as it’s a very painful period In my QPR history, one I unburdened a few years ago now, saying that the hate for this man is still there, brimming away like an old coal fire refusing to be put out which only needs the slightest flicker to engage the spark of rage, pain and hurt that a 14 year old boy felt that day after a comment made by that short legged bowled haircut midlander midget.
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Crikey! What have I missed here?
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The Gary Bannister Love Thread on 10:08 - Sep 27 with 5280 views
Ok, be strong Joe Boy as this is going to be hard as bringing up the past is always very difficult for me, it took me many a year to finally get over it but as my counsellor has advised me many times No matter how you feel – good or bad – it's healthy to put your feelings into words. Talking about feelings helps us feel close to people who care. It helps us feel better when we're sad or scared. Putting feelings into words helps us use self-control when we feel mad or upset and after seeing this thread it bought back all of these emotions.
You can do this, Joe, be brave… Ok here goes…
When I was 14 many many moons ago (34 years ago) I went to my first QPR open day at Loftus Road and as any kid will tell you being that close to your idols is beyond special, waiting in line to get their autographs, looking at them in their training kits, being able to get that close to the players you adore and who’s photo’s you have on your bedroom wall is one of pure teenage excitement and not in a Kelly Le Brock type way.
Some players were busier with supporters then others, Micky Fillery looked sad standing there all alone waiting for fans to approach him, we all knew he was Chelsea deep down and that he was out on a limb looking like a lost David Essex so out of pity I did ask him for his autograph as I saw sadness in his eyes so he seemed genuinely chuffed when I did approach him, he asked me if I wanted a photo with him, my reply was “don’t push it Micky”
Then after walking away from Wayne Fereday I spotted him — God, surrounded by his adoring worshippers - his disciples in my church which was Loftus Road , he was literally glowing and I couldn’t believe my eyes as I walked slowly towards him on our scared turf , pen in hand, the excitement was tangible, you can forget Macca as this was my Mecca, this man was my Allah, my buddha, my absolute god, this was the man that scored hattricks against Chelsea. This man was Gary Fxxking Bannister!
As I waited in line patiently my time finally come “ Hello My Bannister” I said as my voice trembled, “ Could you make my autograph out to Joseph, please?” With that he looked up at me ( I was a tall boy even back then and lets be honest he was a borderline midget) and with pure hatred in his face he said out loudly in front of hundreds of kids “ If I did that for everybody I will be here all day”
With that my world fell about as all the kids around me started to laugh and mock me with some even make that 80’s mong face that kids used to pull as he quickly and aggressively scribed Gary B onto to my autograph book, not only did he not make it out to Joseph, not only did he humiliate me in front of my own peer group but he didn’t even have the good grace to add the annister to his autograph. I was crushed.
Whist many of you will think this just a reaction of a shy sensitive school boy this encounter stayed with me for the rest of my life, I withdrew from society and basically became a recluse, my trust in people had vanished and I became hermit like. Apart from QPR my other great love in my life is the The Beatles and many years later I spotted the late great George Harrison in Knightsbridge but did I stop him and ask him for his autograph, did I fxxk and I blame that one long legged bowl haired Midlander midget completely and I had mentally sent him to “ Coventry” long before he ended up joining them after leaving us which was a great day personally for me.
I did read some years later that he ended up working as a caretaker in some Birmingham based B&B un blocking bogs for a living, I plan to visit it one day and do a crap in it so big it that again it gets blocked and I will report it to him directly without him knowing of course that I was the same kid he destroyed at Loftus Road all those years ago and when he see’s the states of the bog and he ask me I why I never flushed it first my reply will be “ If I did that for everybody I will be here all day ”
The Gary Bannister Love Thread on 06:59 - Sep 29 by JJB
Ok, be strong Joe Boy as this is going to be hard as bringing up the past is always very difficult for me, it took me many a year to finally get over it but as my counsellor has advised me many times No matter how you feel – good or bad – it's healthy to put your feelings into words. Talking about feelings helps us feel close to people who care. It helps us feel better when we're sad or scared. Putting feelings into words helps us use self-control when we feel mad or upset and after seeing this thread it bought back all of these emotions.
You can do this, Joe, be brave… Ok here goes…
When I was 14 many many moons ago (34 years ago) I went to my first QPR open day at Loftus Road and as any kid will tell you being that close to your idols is beyond special, waiting in line to get their autographs, looking at them in their training kits, being able to get that close to the players you adore and who’s photo’s you have on your bedroom wall is one of pure teenage excitement and not in a Kelly Le Brock type way.
Some players were busier with supporters then others, Micky Fillery looked sad standing there all alone waiting for fans to approach him, we all knew he was Chelsea deep down and that he was out on a limb looking like a lost David Essex so out of pity I did ask him for his autograph as I saw sadness in his eyes so he seemed genuinely chuffed when I did approach him, he asked me if I wanted a photo with him, my reply was “don’t push it Micky”
Then after walking away from Wayne Fereday I spotted him — God, surrounded by his adoring worshippers - his disciples in my church which was Loftus Road , he was literally glowing and I couldn’t believe my eyes as I walked slowly towards him on our scared turf , pen in hand, the excitement was tangible, you can forget Macca as this was my Mecca, this man was my Allah, my buddha, my absolute god, this was the man that scored hattricks against Chelsea. This man was Gary Fxxking Bannister!
As I waited in line patiently my time finally come “ Hello My Bannister” I said as my voice trembled, “ Could you make my autograph out to Joseph, please?” With that he looked up at me ( I was a tall boy even back then and lets be honest he was a borderline midget) and with pure hatred in his face he said out loudly in front of hundreds of kids “ If I did that for everybody I will be here all day”
With that my world fell about as all the kids around me started to laugh and mock me with some even make that 80’s mong face that kids used to pull as he quickly and aggressively scribed Gary B onto to my autograph book, not only did he not make it out to Joseph, not only did he humiliate me in front of my own peer group but he didn’t even have the good grace to add the annister to his autograph. I was crushed.
Whist many of you will think this just a reaction of a shy sensitive school boy this encounter stayed with me for the rest of my life, I withdrew from society and basically became a recluse, my trust in people had vanished and I became hermit like. Apart from QPR my other great love in my life is the The Beatles and many years later I spotted the late great George Harrison in Knightsbridge but did I stop him and ask him for his autograph, did I fxxk and I blame that one long legged bowl haired Midlander midget completely and I had mentally sent him to “ Coventry” long before he ended up joining them after leaving us which was a great day personally for me.
I did read some years later that he ended up working as a caretaker in some Birmingham based B&B un blocking bogs for a living, I plan to visit it one day and do a crap in it so big it that again it gets blocked and I will report it to him directly without him knowing of course that I was the same kid he destroyed at Loftus Road all those years ago and when he see’s the states of the bog and he ask me I why I never flushed it first my reply will be “ If I did that for everybody I will be here all day ”
PS — I always did prefer John Byrne anyway.
Funny that because he signed mine 'to Dutch with all my love"
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The Gary Bannister Love Thread on 08:20 - Sep 29 with 4940 views
The Gary Bannister Love Thread on 06:59 - Sep 29 by JJB
Ok, be strong Joe Boy as this is going to be hard as bringing up the past is always very difficult for me, it took me many a year to finally get over it but as my counsellor has advised me many times No matter how you feel – good or bad – it's healthy to put your feelings into words. Talking about feelings helps us feel close to people who care. It helps us feel better when we're sad or scared. Putting feelings into words helps us use self-control when we feel mad or upset and after seeing this thread it bought back all of these emotions.
You can do this, Joe, be brave… Ok here goes…
When I was 14 many many moons ago (34 years ago) I went to my first QPR open day at Loftus Road and as any kid will tell you being that close to your idols is beyond special, waiting in line to get their autographs, looking at them in their training kits, being able to get that close to the players you adore and who’s photo’s you have on your bedroom wall is one of pure teenage excitement and not in a Kelly Le Brock type way.
Some players were busier with supporters then others, Micky Fillery looked sad standing there all alone waiting for fans to approach him, we all knew he was Chelsea deep down and that he was out on a limb looking like a lost David Essex so out of pity I did ask him for his autograph as I saw sadness in his eyes so he seemed genuinely chuffed when I did approach him, he asked me if I wanted a photo with him, my reply was “don’t push it Micky”
Then after walking away from Wayne Fereday I spotted him — God, surrounded by his adoring worshippers - his disciples in my church which was Loftus Road , he was literally glowing and I couldn’t believe my eyes as I walked slowly towards him on our scared turf , pen in hand, the excitement was tangible, you can forget Macca as this was my Mecca, this man was my Allah, my buddha, my absolute god, this was the man that scored hattricks against Chelsea. This man was Gary Fxxking Bannister!
As I waited in line patiently my time finally come “ Hello My Bannister” I said as my voice trembled, “ Could you make my autograph out to Joseph, please?” With that he looked up at me ( I was a tall boy even back then and lets be honest he was a borderline midget) and with pure hatred in his face he said out loudly in front of hundreds of kids “ If I did that for everybody I will be here all day”
With that my world fell about as all the kids around me started to laugh and mock me with some even make that 80’s mong face that kids used to pull as he quickly and aggressively scribed Gary B onto to my autograph book, not only did he not make it out to Joseph, not only did he humiliate me in front of my own peer group but he didn’t even have the good grace to add the annister to his autograph. I was crushed.
Whist many of you will think this just a reaction of a shy sensitive school boy this encounter stayed with me for the rest of my life, I withdrew from society and basically became a recluse, my trust in people had vanished and I became hermit like. Apart from QPR my other great love in my life is the The Beatles and many years later I spotted the late great George Harrison in Knightsbridge but did I stop him and ask him for his autograph, did I fxxk and I blame that one long legged bowl haired Midlander midget completely and I had mentally sent him to “ Coventry” long before he ended up joining them after leaving us which was a great day personally for me.
I did read some years later that he ended up working as a caretaker in some Birmingham based B&B un blocking bogs for a living, I plan to visit it one day and do a crap in it so big it that again it gets blocked and I will report it to him directly without him knowing of course that I was the same kid he destroyed at Loftus Road all those years ago and when he see’s the states of the bog and he ask me I why I never flushed it first my reply will be “ If I did that for everybody I will be here all day ”
PS — I always did prefer John Byrne anyway.
Maybe he was a bit embarrassed because he wasnt sure how to spell Joseph.After all he was a footballer.
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The Gary Bannister Love Thread on 09:15 - Sep 29 with 4884 views
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