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Clever man old uncle Ken- one of the few chairman of that era to make money out of football; wouldn't trust him with 50p to go out to buy a newspaper myself. Before he came to us riding on a white horse, he was a serial scammer and comparity speaking a financial small fry.
Even though we were in financial lumber when he arrived, there was no way the banks were going to call in the debt- rotten bit of PR for them more than anything. I didn't like the way he immediately upped admission prices, giving it were only a mile and a half from Harrods bit- but that didn't justify us having to she'll out more than anyone else London; not forgetting that the football was that bad back then half the time they should have been paying us to watch it.
He wanted every penny connected with the club- got rid of the hot dog stalls outside, and kyboshed the unofficial merchandise shops- I never spent a single penny in the official club shop afterwards as a reaction to this- talking of hot dogs when we played West Ham one year I saw a stall get turned over. One bloke grabbed a bag of buns whilst his mate stuck his hand in boiling brine to nick a rake of hot dogs, and off to Fulham Broadway they run. F..k me they must have been desperate!
I wrote a letter to old Greybeard and got one back. It was mostly about the new Shed- what you done to us Ken? It's too small, it's a QPR end etc. He replied with sorry you don't like the new stand, it's all your going to get.
Not that he was l bad. He used to generally stick up for Chelsea fans when we misbehaved, or down play it at least. The night game at Pompey when the seats got ripped up he reckons was the work of only half a dozen blokes. Well they must have been busy because I was in the enclosure underneath and it was raining seats for ages.
My brother in law won't hear a bad word about him- he wrote blue day, got in touch with fellow Chelsea fan Suggs, and they turned up at the bridge and auditioned it for him, and they've been mates ever since.
So that's Batesey. Not all bad, but not all good either
Even though we were in financial lumber when he arrived, there was no way the banks were going to call in the debt- rotten bit of PR for them more than anything. I didn't like the way he immediately upped admission prices, giving it were only a mile and a half from Harrods bit- but that didn't justify us having to she'll out more than anyone else London; not forgetting that the football was that bad back then half the time they should have been paying us to watch it.
He wanted every penny connected with the club- got rid of the hot dog stalls outside, and kyboshed the unofficial merchandise shops- I never spent a single penny in the official club shop afterwards as a reaction to this- talking of hot dogs when we played West Ham one year I saw a stall get turned over. One bloke grabbed a bag of buns whilst his mate stuck his hand in boiling brine to nick a rake of hot dogs, and off to Fulham Broadway they run. F..k me they must have been desperate!
I wrote a letter to old Greybeard and got one back. It was mostly about the new Shed- what you done to us Ken? It's too small, it's a QPR end etc. He replied with sorry you don't like the new stand, it's all your going to get.
Not that he was l bad. He used to generally stick up for Chelsea fans when we misbehaved, or down play it at least. The night game at Pompey when the seats got ripped up he reckons was the work of only half a dozen blokes. Well they must have been busy because I was in the enclosure underneath and it was raining seats for ages.
My brother in law won't hear a bad word about him- he wrote blue day, got in touch with fellow Chelsea fan Suggs, and they turned up at the bridge and auditioned it for him, and they've been mates ever since.
So that's Batesey. Not all bad, but not all good either
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