Twelve months' ago no-one gave a damn about Stoke City, except Stoke City fans. Then, out of the blue, or red in this case, they ended up in the Premier League. Suddenly, everyone's showing a little interest in life in the Potteries, including the odd legend.
So there we were, hanging around outside the Stoke mecca of the Britannia Stadium sunning ourselves when a stretched limo pulls up. Three or four guys, who looked like they were extras from the Blues Brothers, shoved us out of the way. Out of the depths of the car popped this little guy with a baseball hat and he scurries into the ground. The opinion was that:
a. He was an American rapper.
b. He was a wealthy lad from the Potteries (unlikely, the wealthy bit)
c. He was probably a boxer, only because boxer's always have the most ridiculous collection of heavies to guard them.
Why is it that boxers always have bodyguards? It's not as if they can't look after themselves. Anyway, the guy in the cap turns out to be the boxing legend Sugar Ray Leonard. I'm not so sure he would have been so interested if Stoke have been playing Scunthorpe. But the lure of Chelsea most have been just too much...
There's a decent piece from the game on www.thisisthesentinel.co.uk/sport
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