I've always had a high regard for Terry Angus. Many moons ago I had the pleasure of briefly working alongside Terry and he was always the most bubbly, bouncy personality you'd ever wish to meet. That's not always initially appreciated when you are as miserable as I was back then (Poppies fan working at the Cobblers - you do the math!)
He was the only player at the club you could really have a decent chat with, as most of the others were full of themselves (God knows why as they were bumping along at the bottom of the league) or suspicious of anyone who didn't share their bath water. Terry was certainly the only one who could ever charm additional freebie tickets out of Tracy, the Assistant Secretary. None of the other players even got close to scoring more tickets for their nearest and dearest!
He was also a reasonable player. Certainly we never got much change from him when he was at Nuneaton. One memorable game he had one of our wanabee strikers (Roy Essandoh?) so deep in his pocket that a pickpocket couldn't have extracted him.
When Nuneaton got a replay in the FA Cup a few years back at Middlesbrough he seemed so happy to be visiting that particular dump that you'd be forgiven to thinking that the return game was to be at the Nou Camp!
He also greatly impressed when he came over to the poppies fans after one game to congratulate us on our support, but remained to single out one of our more abusive, one-eyed arseholes and told him straight that he was a disgrace to Kettering Town Football Club! Wow, we've all wanted to say that to some of our racist dickheads, and here was a player doing it for us! Priceless.
I have just listened to his co-commentary of the Cobblers win at Anfield, and he was as entertainingly barmy as ever. He shrieked and whooped through the broadcast, and was as thrilled and excited as any fan. He didn't seem to understand that the co-commentator was meant to be on hand to offer the odd comment to support the main commentator. Not Terry - he rabbited, and bubbled at a thousand miles per hour over the top of the Jeff Doyle, apologising in advance for his screams of delight, and kicking every ball with the players.
Mad, but brilliant. He should be on hand for EVERY Radio Northampton commentary, and, who knows, he might get back over to Rockingham Road one day!
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