On Saturday September 17th 2005 I was the 'Stranger on the sofa' on Soccer A.M. (Sky Sports 1). I had broken my ankle the week before so, as Sue drove there, I had to sit in the back of the car with my foot up on the folded-down passenger seat. My map reading - especially when we neared the studios (this turn....no, not this turn, the next one....no, not this one, the next one...no...etc) was such that Helen Chamberlain said, live on national TV: 'I think I drove in behind Peter and his missus this morning. She can't drive - stopping all over the place!'

It was a great experience. Of course I was made to sound an idiot but, then again, that's the whole point! (and fame does come at a price), Below are links to pictures taken before, during and after the show.


Feet up on the way to the studio

All parked up on arrival

Before the appearance (with Kevin Pietersen)

KP spots a cameraman during 'The road to Wembley'

Sue and I in the Luther Blissett Stand (where the Oldham fans had been earlier)

With Helen Chamberlain (who looks even younger and prettier in real life!)

With Pugsy (he really is a black cab driver - and can do cryptic crosswords!)

With Sheephead (Bolton fan, topless weatherman and all-around nice guy)

How it looked at home


A lot of the Soccer A.M. team were going straight from the studio to compete in a dualthalon (they were competing in aid of a children's cancer charity). If I'd been a bit quicker off the mark I could have waited at the finish line, rented out my crutches to host Tim Lovejoy until he recovered, asked him to autograph them and then sold them on ebay! Mind you, the hospital would've been a bit cheesed-off. Because of this, I was unable to get photos taken of, or with, Tubes, Fenners, Rocket and TJ himself. 

Maybe next time, eh lads?  I can always add more links. I could even squeeze in a link to Sky if you like? (looks in his wallet to see how much space rental he should charge). And if you want to know how to solve your next cryptic crossword clue...ask Pugsy! Or, on the other hand, you could always buy my book when it comes out.

All joking apart, and not wishing to explode any myths, everyone I met at the studio was very nice and couldn't have done more to make me feel welcome - except maybe pronounce my name right!  It's Sh-ram, not Sha-ram, lads, just like you say Sh-rek and not Sha-rek. Mind you, everyone gets it wrong. If my Telegraph Fantasy Football team ever gets enough points to feature in the paper, people will think it's pronounced Shara-mere Rovers and they won't get the pun!

Ah well.



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