In the late 80's me an my mate were on holiday down in Bournemouth and we went to a nightclub called Clouds( I Think). My mate supported Wolves who were in div 3 or 4 at the time. We went into this club had a couple of beers and my mate said 'that's Steve Claridge that is'. I had no idea who this lower league player was at the time but I recognised his mate who was the youth keeper for City in 1987 ( the lad who broke the appearance record last season). Anyhow, we go over and have a good chat with them and they're both really nice blokes. It turned out that they were on pre season tour with Cambridge (managed by John Beck) and they were at an army base doing army training courses and the like. They'd nicked one of their team mates cars and sneaked out of the base for the night. My main memory of the night was Claridge moaning that his Lager was flat so my made goes 'i now a trick for that', hit the top of the pint glass with his own pint to try and release the bubbles.The problem was that the pint smashed and went all down Mr Claridge. they were having a right laugh about it ( could you see any modern footballer doing that?) They were both pretty pissed by the end of the night but I think they drove back to the base.
They were both really down to earth blokes.