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It was certainly a very odd loan, (Aldershot, I think), IIRC their fan forum said something along the lines of "he must have done something terrible to be sent here"
I was hoping that it might be a bit like Eze going to Wycombe, but it looked more like they didn't know what to do with him and he was p*ssed off by being sent into exile.
He had looked very good for us in cameos like that pre-season friendly v Man U (or was it the Leicester one?) but then so did Odubaju for about one game.
EDIT, sorry Esox, just realised I was talking about Bettache and you were talking about Bansal-Mcnulty
IIRC correctly it's because he has a unicorn tattoo and Jimmy Dunne suggested it as a celebration.
Why he has a unicorn tattoo in the first place wan't mentioned, maybe its because he'd heard that goal scoring centre forwards employed by QPR were believed to be mythical beasts or at best extinct.
Can't argue with any of that, but it seems quite sad for the bloke.
Was clearly keen to play last season, couldn't get into the NUFC side so took. a loan with us when we weren't exactly a holiday camp, did a decent job, didn't lead to anything due to no fault of his, now kicking his heels again and struggling to get a club due to age.
When you look at some of the players happy to pick up a pay cheque for never playing, it seems a shame he can't get a gig.
There's no question over "the system" honouring the payments, this is the UK not some banana republic.
If you have a gap in your contribution record such that you won't get the full pension it is nearly always worth paying the voluntary NICs, if you can find the money without putting yourself into schtuck. Follow up the Martin Lewis links given earlier, he's very sound on this stuff.
The only two reasons (other than not having the spare cash) not to pay are: 1. If you know you aren't likely to survive long after retirement age - grim thought but it happens.
2. If you've already paid enough - you are (or at least used to be - if in doubt I'd check) allowed a few "years off" (from memory it used to be five years, starting from 16, so if you stayed on at school to 18 you've had two already and if you do three years at university that's the rest.) There was also a complicated rule for people who die before reaching retirement age (when obviously they don't get to claim, but their widow/widower can.)
Great thread this, with lots of happy memories are being brought back.
The worst just has to be What Brian Mc said but a close second was turning up for Coventry away in 1996 and realising that my ticket was on the sodding kitchen table. And we fecking lost one sodding nil and were essentially relegated when a win seemed perfectly possible to cap a pretty decent fight towards the end of that season.
For the best, happy memories of that Sansom rocket (I was in the lower Loft) and of that Wegerle inspired 3-1 at Anfield (especially the joy of getting the third when the scousers were all excited about pulling one back) but for me it will always be of the "real" Milk Cup Final, on a stage set left over from a film of the Battle of the Somme, at Stamford Bridge, as the late Michael Robinson sent the ball goal wards and it was airborne for I swear several minutes, looping over Niedzwiecki, slowly dipping towards the Rangers fans and the net to nestle in the quagmire on the right side of the line.
There's a whole world of Celebs out there that I've never given a flying one about; people like, I dunno, the Kardashians, who I realise are famous (or maybe were, I wouldn't know) but I don't really know why or care. If people want to follow that, good luck to 'em, but it means nothing to me (as Midge Are used to sing.)
Man United and almost all of the Premier League are now in that category for me. Sure, they're in the papers, a load of people follow every little bit of gossip about them, but there's nothing really there any more.
This is all very sensible, but as we don't have a game until Monday I am floating along on a cloud of confidence that it doesn't matter a toss what any other teams do, we, The Mighty Rangers, are going to win every remaining game this season and there's nothing any other team can do about it.
Am now about to stick my fingers in my ears and go Lalalalalalala.
The real kicker is that even then, when Graham Taylor was managing them and Terry Venables managed us, both clubs were shaking football up a bit, the playing styles of both clubs were a sort of battle for the soul of English football - we still didn't give a stuff about them, the only local derby that mattered back then was North Battersea.
Well, our "final" game of the FA Cup usually takes place in January against some nondescript League 1 or mid-table-at-best Championship side, maybe that's what they had in mind.
"Watford - the Vauxhall Motors FC of Hertfordshire"
When I woke up this morning I genuinely wasn't sure it was still 2024, then I decided even I couldn't have missed New Years' Eve (if only because I hate the bloody thing.)
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