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That can’t have taken long, they don’t have any. :grin: Times are hard since the bottom fell out of the sulphur and brimstone markets.

 

Things will be ok you`ll see :Thailand: least we don`t scream for the board to be sacked after getting beat at home AGAIN.

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THE Goalie: My Story by Andy Goram with Iain King is published by Mainstream Publishing. It is priced at £16.99 and released on Thursday, November 5.

 

Apparently he couldn`t get into the studio today :(

Surely they could have squeezed him through the goods entrance or something?

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THE Goalie: My Story by Andy Goram with Iain King is published by Mainstream Publishing. It is priced at £16.99 and released on Thursday, November 5.

 

Apparently he couldn`t get into the studio today :(

 

Was he stranded in Tenerife with some Latics players...... :grin:

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Was he stranded in Tenerife with some Latics players...... :grin:

 

Funny you should say that :)

 

http://www.thescottishsun.co.uk/scotsol/ho...rs-sacking.html

 

 

IN Day Three of our serialisation of Andy Goram's gripping autobiography The Goalie: My Story the soccer legend tells how he almost blew his Ibrox career by going on a massive bender on the holiday island of Tenerife.

 

Goram's disgusted family flew home without him and he ended up in a fight with a Dundee United fan. Rangers manager Walter Smith decided enough was enough - and told his wayward star his time at Ibrox was at an end...

 

THE ELEVEN managers of Rangers glared down from the pictures around the wood-panelled walls of the gaffer's office at Ibrox.

 

Sean Scrimgeour

 

Bruised ... Sean Scrimgeour was attacked by Goram during bender which started in the Ibrox Bar

 

They seemed to sneer at me with contempt.

 

I'd had it all in my goalie's gloves, and I'd thrown it away. Walter Smith was telling me I was finished. I'd drunk and brawled my way out of the club I love.

 

The gaffer was on one side of his massive mahogany desk and I was on the other side, waiting, sweating bullets and paying the price for a bender in Tenerife that has now become the stuff of Ibrox legend.

 

I thought he would kick me off the club's summer trip to Canada and fine me two weeks' wages.

 

Instead, he simply looked at me and said, 'I'm putting you on the transfer list. You're going now. I'm not putting up with this any more. The way you are behaving is not for the good of this football club.'

 

Walter and I had been through so much in the three years since he'd signed me in 1991 but now it was over.

 

I don't mind admitting it, I broke down in front of him and cried my eyes out. I was begging him to let me stay. But he was adamant. He had to get rid of me.

 

He said, 'Andy, your chance is gone now. That's it.' I stood up, and he shook my hand and said, 'I wish you all the best.'

 

Goram

 

Trophy laden ... Andy Goram and Walter Smith pick up awards together

 

I was a broken man. All that was potentially left was one last hurrah, a farewell to the boys in our end of season trip to Canada. Would he let me go?

 

He said: 'You can go to Canada, but keep your head down.

 

"We still employ you. Don't do anything stupid.'

 

That was it, and I walked out the door firmly believing I had played my last game for Rangers.

 

How had it come to this? Let me tell you a story . . .

 

We were going for back-to-back Trebles, and my own aching back was in tatters.

 

Deep down, I knew there was no way I was going to recover from the injury, but the gaffer wanted to give me every chance to make that season's Scottish Cup final against Dundee United.

 

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He told me to go away for a week, get some sunshine and relax. My mate Ging owned the Ibrox Bar in Playa de las Americas in Tenerife, and I thought that would be a good place to unwind.

 

I was married to Tracey at the time, so we, my son Lewis, Tracey's mum and dad and her sister and brother-in-law, packed up and headed for the sun. We had a great week, but my back was still killing me.

 

On our last day, we were going to the beach in the morning when I heard a shout from a bar. 'Goalie!' I turned around and it was the Oldham team, my old muckers and the manager who made me, Joe Royle.

 

They'd just been relegated, and they were drowning their sorrows.

 

They wanted me to join them for a pint and something to eat. I hadn't seen them for years. and I wasn't leaving until 6am the next morning. Where was the harm?

 

Well, one thing led to another, and I was there all day. I could see my family coming back up from the beach and we were still in the same place. I wasn't falling about at that point, I was just having a great day reminiscing with the boys.

 

Although Tracey was a bit grumpy, I just said I'd have a couple more then come up and get changed so that we could go out for a meal on our last night.

 

But we decided to move pubs. The drinks were flowing. The next thing I knew I was in Oldham midfielder Mike Milligan's hotel room and it was 1pm the following day.

 

The full consequences of my actions then began to hit me: my family had flown home without me, my bags were gone and my passport was gone. I had £40 on me and the gaffer was expecting me back. At that time, my agent was Kenny Dalglish's sister-in-law Catherine Robertson, and I started the process of getting in touch with her to wire me some money.

 

The goalie cover

 

By the book ... Andy Goram

 

Meanwhile, the Oldham boys were back on the batter and I couldn't get a flight back for a week. I just thought I might as well stay. I was in the doghouse anyway.

 

My mistake at that point was not calling the gaffer. It was just plain stupidity.

 

I didn't ring my wife, either. I didn't want the conflict, so I just went missing.

 

During one session, we bumped into four Dundee United fans and one of them wouldn't stop nipping away at me. I just walked away.

 

Then the next night was like an action replay. We were back in the same place and the United fan was at it again. He was giving it, 'McCoist's done, you're s***e and we're gonna win the cup.'

 

I said to him, 'I'm not here to listen to this p**h. I heard enough from you last night.'

 

His eyes lit up and he snapped, 'Right, we better do something about it then. Let's go outside.'

 

He grabbed me by the collar, and we went outside. I got my retaliation in first. I threw one punch and left him flat out on the ground.

 

The bloke I'd hit ended up with a broken cheekbone and the story was plastered all over the papers.

 

Now I had to phone the gaffer. Walter was calm enough and just sighed. 'What's happened has happened,' he said. 'Just keep your head down, because the news reporters are all on their way over to get you. Stay low until your flight home.'

 

Reality was biting. The bender was bad enough, but when I sat down and thought about the danger I'd put myself in it sent a chill down my spine. What if those three guys from Dundee, with their mate lying sparked out on the floor had decided to take revenge? They could have kicked me senseless, broken my legs - anything could have happened.

 

I've since met the guy I hit at a dinner, and we laughed about the reckless stupidity of it all.

 

It was the brawl that almost cost me my Rangers career.

 

Dealing with my nonsense was the last thing the gaffer needed in the build-up to the final, which we ended up losing 1-0.

 

I'd disgraced the club and let everyone down.

 

I knew I was going to be punished and expected to be hit with the maximum fine of two weeks' wages. I deserved it.

 

The last day before we broke up for the summer break, Davie Dodds popped his head in the dressing room door and said, 'Goalie, he wants you now . . . upstairs.'

 

When I'd been on the lash in the sunshine, I hadn't once thought of the consequences - that I'd have to sit in front of the gaffer and be told that I would be sold in the summer. People have since told me that the whole drama was Walter Smith playing mind games with me, that he did it to scare me. Bollocks. He did it to sell me and get rid of me because I had sickened him.

 

I know that if someone had come in for me, Walter would have sold me. The truth is that no one came in. I was under contract, so I stayed put.

 

I vowed that Walter Smith was going to get the reaction out of me that he was looking for.

 

I worked hard in training and got myself in the best shape of my life.

 

Then one day as we built up to another big game in Europe Walter took me aside and said, 'You're back in. You're off the list.'

 

I was lucky, because not too many players get a second chance with Walter Smith.

 

I did, and I'll always be thankful.

 

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THE Goalie: My Story by Andy Goram with Iain King is published by Mainstream Publishing. It is priced at £16.99 and released on Thursday, November 5.

 

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Didn't catch this Andy - what was the main jist of what he said mate?

 

He didn`t manage to get there mate so it has been re scheduled for a later date. Probably just talking about his new book coming out in November, should be a good read :)

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