Peter Borota the Clown

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Wasn't there a reason for this display? I seem to remember something coming out about it a few years after. I can't remember what but I believe he was on something. Anyone got a better recollection?

 
I'm pretty vague about what it was, but it was more than just being hungover. It was (I think) something like having vodka in his water bottle. I hope someone can remember, but I'll try and dig up some details.

Here you go. From Chelsea Here Chelsea There:

http://www.cfcnet.co.uk/2010/02/the-highly-original-big-pete-borota/

Borota’s Chelsea career came to an abrupt end early in the 1981/82 season, after a 6-0 defeat at Rotherham. It was an ignominious goalkeeping performance within an infamous team display, but Borota’s part in it can perhaps be explained by the comments of our former midfielder, Dale Jasper, in Chelsea Here, Chelsea There: ‘I remember getting my mates tickets for Rotherham years ago, when we lost 6-0. I think I was probably in the reserves then but I got a couple of the lads to leave them tickets, about six of them. I remember they had a nightmare getting there and a nightmare getting home. This was before my time even, I think I might have just broken into the reserves, and they used to give you a nip of scotch in your cup of tea before the game when it was cold. Anyway, before the game someone has said “Where’s Petar Borota?†and they’re looking for him everywhere; he’s in the shower room and he’s finished the bottle. That’s a true story. I saw the goals in the news that night and I thought ‘What are you doing?’ I knew he was mad-cap, the fella, but I thought ‘What is he doing with them crosses?’ I’d never seen anything like it! When I asked the players in training on the Monday, they said he was paralytic drunk.’
 
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You know you're having a really bad one when the baldie moustached striker whacks you with a hat trick

 
Ach it did flatter them as  they only had 6 attacks on the break that day... :biggrin:

Apart from that we were all over them :biggrin:

 
We all loved the guy, remember getting late in for this game and getting turfed out the Rotherham end.

 
Loved him, but mad as a box of frogs.

Remember a defeat at home, we went back to the Palmerston on new kings road as usual after the game, getting in through the beer garden as pub didn't reopen until 6, and Borota already sitting at the bar with a drink and a ciggie, with a few other players.

Those were the days..

 
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I can't remember who it was against - we scored and Peter ran behind the goal to celebrate with the Shed fans - trouble was the goal was disallowed and he was still punching the air - then descended into panto farce with us all shouting "behind you" as the other team were coming on the attack. Great character.

 
If I remember rightly, his Mrs was right up alongside Petar in the nutty stakes. He used to arrive at the Bridge in his wolf skin coat and she, being one of the first East European punks, was in a black bin liner or similar. What a couple!

 
Loved him but he used to scare the crap out of me whenever he played. Never knew what was going to happen. I am sure I once watched him get the ball on the edge of his box then dribble it up to the halfway line. We all thought he would then pass it but no the mad bugger carried on into the opposition half eventually passing it to a team mate and running back to his own goal. He must have been bored.

 
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