https://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/football/68394453
We say goodbye to the architypical 70s "Geezer" footballer. Shagged his wife on the morning of a match, pop into the betting shop for a little tickle on the gee gees on his way to the match, play a blinder and then off to a party to snort some Charlie off a tart's tits, give her and her mate a portion before going home for some brekkie cooked by the missus.
I once witnessed him dismantle spurs at Loftus Road after the spurs fans were giving him stick for the revelations in the papers that he'd been servicing some beautiful filly in a posh hotel
🎵Stan Bowles Stan Bowles where's the wife? Stan Bowles where's the wife?🎵
Someone said it was a shame he couldn't pass a bookies as well as he passes a ball.