THE LIFE OF A MANCHESTER UNITED FAN IBD

Sinopse

My only claim to fame was proudly representing the nation of my birth, England, at senior-level volleyball at the young age of 16/17. Before that I was just a kid growing up in a poor environment learning to deal with the circumstances caused by our sometimes desperate family situation. I decided to leave England when I was 19, too many skeletons in my cupboard. I hitchhiked to Spain with a pittance in my pocket where I spent three years âÇÖbeach-bummingâÇÖ and working in the best disco in Benidorm called, El Corral (the wild seventies). From there I travelled to West Berlin, got married and resided in the West-Zone working as a trucker. My many confrontations with East German police were, to be honest quite frightening, with the fear of being locked up in an East German prison always dangling between my ears. A divorce, meeting the âÇÖrealâÇÖlove of my life, a Dutch young lady called Liesbeth, self-employment and trucking the length and breadth of West Europe. For ten years I owned a transport/logistic business which eventually went bankrupt. However, an entrepreneur will always be an entrepreneur, and rising from the ashes of bankruptcy, together with my wife, we owned a successful textile-printing business for thirteen years. From 1957 up to today, 2025, one passion has always accompanied me, my life-long âÇÖlove affairâÇÖ with Manchester United FC, and that passion will continue, ups and downs, come what may, until I take it to my grave. (At the time of completing my autobiography Mr. Erik Ten Hag was still the manager of United, he has now been replaced) Here is my complete story: L.R .Johnsoná