Barmitzvah Boy
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When I was a lad I used to love going to Wigan. It came across as such a big place. I used to go with my mates from Chorley, Euxton, Eccleston and Mawdesley to the swimming baths…..they were ‘Olympic’ size and such great fun. I used to marvel at the market hall full of stalls selling tripe, rabbits, hares and other game and then age 16 we used to nip into one of the many pubs and marvel at the walls full of photographs of Wigan Rugby League stars from over the years. It was a good old fashioned town full of decent people and a great night out.
Friday and Saturday night in Wigan were the traditional nights out. On the Friday you had a pint and then walked from pub to pub having a pint of proper beer in each and there was little if any trouble; the girls went with their mates and the lads with theirs and you probably met up with your missus and her group late on after a a night of boozing and chatting up the girls. Saturday was different; the amateur rugby league teams had their own post-match pubs (Wigan St Pats at The Railway) and then you went out as couples followed by chips & curry sauce and a night of sloppy passion. Those were the days in Wigan and football did not feature.
WIGAN CHIPS & CURRY - BEST EATEN BEFORE, RATHER THAN AFTER, SEX:
I even recall going to Wigan on one of two Cliff Owen (along with our very own rovers95) coaches from Chorley to watch Chorley at Wigan Athletic’s Springfield Park (Wigan won 2-0). We even bumped into our school history teacher Joe Lowe who was a massive Wigan fan. Joe had a very loud voice, he smelled of cats and we all said he had a ‘pot arse’. We all believed he had a replacement flat bum because his original one was shot off in WW2; no one ever got close enough or had the guts to find out. This was in the mid to late 70’s and was the start of Wigan moving towards becoming a bit of a football town.
DEFINITELY NOT JOE LOWE’S POT ARSE*
*Regardless I bought it for my man cave
Springfield Park was a dump, yet it had character unlike many of todays modern stadia. Wigan RLFC were in the centre of town (now a Tesco) and thousands of families used to pour out of their houses and walk the short distance with their neighbours to the old Central Park. Now thanks to investment from ex-Rover Dave Whelan both the rugby league and the football club share the Robin Park DW Stadium; sometimes I hanker for the old days of character and shabby class rather than the soulless bowls in which we are served up sport these days.
SPRINGFIELD PARK IN THE GOOD OLD DAYS
I even recall Wigan joining the football league old 4th Division. There was no automatic promotion and relegation then at the bottom of the League 4 and instead a vote took place which saw Wigan replace Southport by 29 to 20 votes. Incidentally around that era Workington Town were voted out of the league even though they were 3rd from bottom; clubs voted against them as it was ‘too far and costly a place to travel to’.
. I even went to the first ever Wigan league game which saw the lose 3-0 to Grimsby in, from memory 1978.
Wigan today is a very different place and one where I would not step out in the evening. The character of the place, similar to Blackburn, has been destroyed and impressive architecture raised to the ground by eager / bent town planners and councillors. To go out in town now you risk a mugging and the only fairer sex you will chance upon have feasted on a lifetime of kebabs, Maccy-D’s and Fray Bentos tinned cows bottom pies. The only time worth a visit is the annual Boxing Day fancy dress day out where the locals partake in a modern day equivalent of cross-dressing. Sadly the NASTIE charity (National Association Supporting Transvestites In England) has complained to Wigan Labour Council that the locals are taking the piss and the event should be banned.
3 WIGAN MEN
WIGAN CASINO GIRL - 1970’s
WIGAN GIRLS HAVE NOW LOST THEIR STYLE - 2020’s VERSION. (BB warning - this image may cause distress)
Against my better judgement I have decided to go to this game. After the last two home games I should really have known better but alas the opportunity to share my space with a modern day Wigan girl is to good an opportunity to miss.
BB SHARES HIS SPACE WITH WILMA FROM WIGGIN
In between sharing my beef sausage with Wilma I will take in the delights of Robin Bastard Park (we always get beaten) to watch our boys. Apparently after our recent limp wristed defeats JDT has decided instill Rovers players with the dark arts and he has been showing some interesting films down at the Brockhall Holiday Centre.
JDT SAYS “ALWAYS LOK TO DIVE IN THE PENALTY AREA”. BUT KEEP IT SUBTLE LIKE THIS…..
JDT SAYS “WIN THE BALL AND CARRY ON REGARDLESS”
I reckon Rovers will win 3-1 with Nyambe scoring a fine own goal for us, his first ever goal for Rovers. As for Kate she is not speaking to my as she heard about the arrangement with Wilma. She was all aghast when she heard and has now threatened to cut me off.
KATE IS AGHAST
Love kisses and 3 points
BB
Friday and Saturday night in Wigan were the traditional nights out. On the Friday you had a pint and then walked from pub to pub having a pint of proper beer in each and there was little if any trouble; the girls went with their mates and the lads with theirs and you probably met up with your missus and her group late on after a a night of boozing and chatting up the girls. Saturday was different; the amateur rugby league teams had their own post-match pubs (Wigan St Pats at The Railway) and then you went out as couples followed by chips & curry sauce and a night of sloppy passion. Those were the days in Wigan and football did not feature.
WIGAN CHIPS & CURRY - BEST EATEN BEFORE, RATHER THAN AFTER, SEX:
I even recall going to Wigan on one of two Cliff Owen (along with our very own rovers95) coaches from Chorley to watch Chorley at Wigan Athletic’s Springfield Park (Wigan won 2-0). We even bumped into our school history teacher Joe Lowe who was a massive Wigan fan. Joe had a very loud voice, he smelled of cats and we all said he had a ‘pot arse’. We all believed he had a replacement flat bum because his original one was shot off in WW2; no one ever got close enough or had the guts to find out. This was in the mid to late 70’s and was the start of Wigan moving towards becoming a bit of a football town.
DEFINITELY NOT JOE LOWE’S POT ARSE*
*Regardless I bought it for my man cave
Springfield Park was a dump, yet it had character unlike many of todays modern stadia. Wigan RLFC were in the centre of town (now a Tesco) and thousands of families used to pour out of their houses and walk the short distance with their neighbours to the old Central Park. Now thanks to investment from ex-Rover Dave Whelan both the rugby league and the football club share the Robin Park DW Stadium; sometimes I hanker for the old days of character and shabby class rather than the soulless bowls in which we are served up sport these days.
SPRINGFIELD PARK IN THE GOOD OLD DAYS
I even recall Wigan joining the football league old 4th Division. There was no automatic promotion and relegation then at the bottom of the League 4 and instead a vote took place which saw Wigan replace Southport by 29 to 20 votes. Incidentally around that era Workington Town were voted out of the league even though they were 3rd from bottom; clubs voted against them as it was ‘too far and costly a place to travel to’.
. I even went to the first ever Wigan league game which saw the lose 3-0 to Grimsby in, from memory 1978.Wigan today is a very different place and one where I would not step out in the evening. The character of the place, similar to Blackburn, has been destroyed and impressive architecture raised to the ground by eager / bent town planners and councillors. To go out in town now you risk a mugging and the only fairer sex you will chance upon have feasted on a lifetime of kebabs, Maccy-D’s and Fray Bentos tinned cows bottom pies. The only time worth a visit is the annual Boxing Day fancy dress day out where the locals partake in a modern day equivalent of cross-dressing. Sadly the NASTIE charity (National Association Supporting Transvestites In England) has complained to Wigan Labour Council that the locals are taking the piss and the event should be banned.
3 WIGAN MEN
WIGAN CASINO GIRL - 1970’s
WIGAN GIRLS HAVE NOW LOST THEIR STYLE - 2020’s VERSION. (BB warning - this image may cause distress)
Against my better judgement I have decided to go to this game. After the last two home games I should really have known better but alas the opportunity to share my space with a modern day Wigan girl is to good an opportunity to miss.
BB SHARES HIS SPACE WITH WILMA FROM WIGGIN
In between sharing my beef sausage with Wilma I will take in the delights of Robin Bastard Park (we always get beaten) to watch our boys. Apparently after our recent limp wristed defeats JDT has decided instill Rovers players with the dark arts and he has been showing some interesting films down at the Brockhall Holiday Centre.
JDT SAYS “ALWAYS LOK TO DIVE IN THE PENALTY AREA”. BUT KEEP IT SUBTLE LIKE THIS…..
JDT SAYS “WIN THE BALL AND CARRY ON REGARDLESS”
I reckon Rovers will win 3-1 with Nyambe scoring a fine own goal for us, his first ever goal for Rovers. As for Kate she is not speaking to my as she heard about the arrangement with Wilma. She was all aghast when she heard and has now threatened to cut me off.
KATE IS AGHAST
Love kisses and 3 points
BB
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