Posted by sean on November 13, 2007 at 11:37 pm in Football, Ventures Outside Of Bath with No Comments

This evening I met the West Country and football legend, Ian Holloway. “Ollie” was signing his new autobiography at the Longwell Green branch of Asda. I arrived for the signing at 6.30pm, and it wasn’t until after 9pm, after over two and a half hours waiting, I was able to meet him.

While queuing, I was approached by an American tourist who asked who Holloway was. The ‘New York Giants’ fan was rather bemused when we explained. I think the Yank was expecting somebody as well-known as David Beckham. While Holloway may not have the worldwide popularity little David has, in this part of the country, he is a legend.

During the minute or so I spent with Ollie, he signed my book “To Sean. Come on Leeds and Bath. Best wishes, Ian Holloway ‘Ollie’”, shook my hand, had a brief discussion involving the size of the queue, before handing me a Gingsters pasty (which will be my lunch tomorrow at work).

It’s a good thing Plymouth Argyle don’t have a game this weekend, as I think he’ll be at the 24-hour supermarket signing books until the weekend.

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