For maximum impact and damage the caser had to wet and has to left outside overnight. It would like a cannonball to kick and would give you serious brain trauma upon heading it. Especially when the header was off the top of your head and not the front.
Quote from: DeeBoy1 on October 12, 2016, 11:04:09 PMOnly matched by a slightly delafated, orange 'Trophy' ball the thigh also on a cold day. Stinging like a bastard.Oh the delight of saving up your money to buy a new Wembley Trophy. Came in a sort of box if I remember right. And you're right I do remember those quite deep black ridge markings that hurt like hell when cold. Ouch!Oh and Mick Quinn. Twat.
Only matched by a slightly delafated, orange 'Trophy' ball the thigh also on a cold day. Stinging like a bastard.
http://www.oldfootballgames.co.uk/index.asp?pageid=548174Ah, the memories!
Always makes me laugh, whenever he is talking to someone rom Liverpool on the radio, the scouser will say "I know mickey's old fella"His dad must be better known in Liverpool than Ken Dodd!
