The pillar of your favourite sports team (England’s Manchester United), England’s Wayne Rooney, went from shagging granny prositutes as a teenager to an international himself. Now that was a real comeback story.
No. No way I was playing for Ireland in my back garden in the summer of 1983. I collected the ball in my own 22 and beat 28 English cunts to the commentary of Fred Cogley and touched down between the posts. The crowd went ballistic as I lifted an an empty can of castol gtx as to hail Irelands outstanding victory.