One day a drunk from Hull, (are there any others?), threw a bottle which hid DD on the head
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Adrian Yates, Leigh,
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Leigh
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Dessie Drummond, not only could he walk on
water, he could eat three shredded wheats.
He had muscles in places where not many other people have places,
he looked like a slab of sculpted mahogany
and was three times harder.
One day a drunk from Hull, (are there any others?), threw a
bottle which hid DD on the head. He went down on one knee to
recover, then got on with the game.
To their credit, the culprit was grabbed by his own fellow supporters
who handed him over to the
police. He was led the long way around from Chadwick St end
on the popular side and taken under the tunnel. If the Bobbies
had let him have all the money that was thrown at him, he could
have paid his fine and his
train fare as well.
Mind you, of the coins which hit him, an awful lot either raised
lumps or drew blood. He deserved very penny the s**t....
Des was and still is a gentleman, an uncompromising defender
and a fearless attacker, to see him in full flight was poetry
in motion and if he's not the best ever, he was certainly the
best of his day.
The French named him Le Prince Noir, and at Leigh he was just
"he". Anyone with a programme would be asked, "is
He playing?", and no one ever had to ask "Who?".
Incidentally, He was invited to Price William's 1st birthday,
garden party, was a prison visitor and worked for a time as
a cre assistant for people with learning difficulties.
In my book he's No 1 and always will be.
Spud. Y
Appears in the following pages ....P113_Des DRUMMOND
Date of posting ... 20-Jun-2006
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