I remember one Central League game v. Wolves and me and my mate, Roy Thistlethwaite (!) - another Nelsoner - and we were stood right next to the benches, the enclosure, I think.
Frank Munro, a poor man's George Best or Willie Morgan, took a fearful clattering from one of the Burnley lads and, after cursory treatment - the cold sponge - he tried to run it off.
He gave up and as he hobbled to the bench, the Wolves trainer asked him how his leg was.
"It fuckin' hurts, Boss" came the reply.
We can't have been very old but I reckon it was the first time we'd heard the "f-word" said by anybody else but us or our mates in the schoolyard.
We were stunned that such a relatively public figure should say such a thing. We weren't offended, we nearly wet ourselves laughing.
Sorry about the edit - where the hell I got Peter Knowles from, I'll never know. Reading too many old programmes, I guess...
