I visited the doctor to sort out a slipped disc.
"There's this little operation you need to remove two discs" he says "I've known footballers have this operation and two weeks later they are back playing professionally" he continues.
I had the operation, I also had a stroke. Five months later I'm back in the doctors surgery.
"I've got a bone to pick with you!" says I, now with a severe limp, dodgy hand, sagging face and slurring worse than a tart on a drinking binge.
"What's that?" asks the doc looking nervous and putting a chair between us.
"You said I would be playing professional football in two weeks, Arsenal haven't rung me at all!"
The doc looked vacant and wrote me a script for anti depressants. That was ten years ago, and fourteen strokes and three heart attacks later...I'm still not playing professional football!