Tractorboys | Ipswich Town

They used to film it live then (1970) and show it for 3 days. They let us play for a couple of hours then went for it. Apparently, about 5 minutes into filming, I had these things called Clodhoppers, which were basically upside down buckets with string through them, you held the string in your hands to help you walk on them. Anyway, this kid had spent the whole pre show building a castle, and I just marched right through it knocking it all down and he cried so much they had to take him off set. I swear he was a Budgie.

Am I exonerated now?

Mick Scrivner talking about his appearance on a childrens' show broadcast by Anglia TV (scum) in the 1970s

Played badminton last night ....up at Wandsworth where they have loads of floodlight outdoor football courts. Well having just finished I was walking round one of the pitches to the showers when I saw the most horrible sight. At first I thought it was Brazil, but no ... to my horror I saw Colmans mustard across the front! Cheeky f.cker was wearing a scum shirt in my manor! I told my mate I was just gonna go up and call him a six fingered w.nker but he pointed out that this wouldn't be appropriate. Anyway after showering I was getting dressed when the cheeky f.cker comes into the changing rooms!

What a thick t.sser, (ah yes of course you can borrow my shorts, I'll just sit around for an hour and wait for you to finish!!!!) Not to mention the fact I want to punch your lights out for wearing that disgusting shirt! So after telling him no, he wandered off. We finished getting changed and left, got in the car and was driving down the road when there the cheeky f.cker was again.....so like a 10 year old I wound down the window and belowed:

'N.rwich w.nkers, you f.cking scumer..........scuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumer...........'

I was having a chat with a fairly high ranking Sky Sports Executive and asked him whether they had considered Norwich as a team to participate in the Masters . He looked at me , paused and then replied " you'll be suggesting Cambridge and Southend next "

All this talk of transfers remind me of a time (presumably in the early 80's) when a group of us spent an evening making stupid phone calls to people (before the days of '1471').

One friend (who shall remain anonymous but is an occasional poster on here and a frequent contributor to the fanzine) decided to rang a 'B Fergusson' (our manager at the time) that we chose at random from the phone book, claiming to be Ron Atkinson - the then manager of Man U. My friend babbled on about a supposed 'top' offer for John Wark, talking constantly and not listening to the bloke at the other end who was trying to tell him that he was in fact not THE Bobby Fergusson. Upon finally acknowledging that he had got the wrong number, my friend (Big Ron) said 'Oh *h*t, that was silly of me' and then put the phone down. We thought nothing more of this until a couple of days later when it was evident that the bloke we rang had been busy on the phone to the press after apparently being accidentally caught up in First Division transfer deals. The story was consequently got to the Sunday national papers where it was reported that Ron had said he was 'Red faced with anger' (a nasty vision) at the thought of him making such an unprofessional approach to ITFC. He was threatening to take legal action on the caller. The Star carried the story on it's front page with a classic photo of Mr R Fergusson holding a phone to his ear, and a bemused look on his face.

We never heard from Big Ron's lawyers and Wark consequently moved to Liverpool shortly after - although we were never sure that Man U (who were rumoured to be interested) pulled out as a result of the bogus call.

A few years ago the team he was playing for were leaving on an end of season tour to the US. The manager (who he didn't name but is still a big name in the game today) told the players, in no uncertain terms, that they should be on their best behaviour.

As the players boarded the 747 in London they discovered the 1st class lounge upstairs had beer. Anyway, the plane took off en-route to the US. As normal, the pilot was pointing out cities as they flew past them. By the time the pilot had pointed out the city of Dublin, the players had drunk the plane dry

As told on his radio show by Alan Brazil, former Ipswich Town and Scotland striker (April 2002)

To prove I'm a real tractor boy I have just disqualified and employee of Norwich City FC Travel shop from winning 2 free tickets to Hong Kong on Finnair, also anybody with the name Smith and also from Norfolk has been disqualified to for obvious reasons.