A Scouser called Steve is on a trip around North America. One day he stops off at a remote bar in the Nevada desert and gets talking to the bartender, when he sees a native American wearing full tribal gear sitting on a bar stool. Says Steve to the barman, “Who is the cool looking dude in the Red Indian gear?” “That is the memory man,” replies the bartender. “He knows everything there is to know. Has a memory like an elephant.” “Really?” says Steve. “Sure,” says the barman. “Why don’t you go and check him out if you don’t believe me?” So Steve heads over to the native American, thinking that he can make him look foolish by asking him a question about English football. He asks the memory man, “Who won the 1965 FA Cup Final?” “Liverpool,” comes the swift reply. Steve can’t believe his ears. He tries again. “Who did they beat?” “Leeds,” replies the memory man. Steve tries once more. “What was the final score?” The wise native American replies without hesitating, “Two-one.” Steve the Scouser is impressed, but is quietly confdent he will catch the memory man out with his final question. “Who scored the winning goal?” Without blinking, the memory man says, “Ian St John.” Steve is stunned. When he gets home to Liverpool he tells everyone about the Red Indian. Several years go by and he can never quite get his strange encounter in the Nevada bar out of his head and he vows to return to American and pay his respects to the Indian. Ten years later, Steve finally saves up enough money to return, and, after weeks of searching the Nevada desert, he is delighted to find the native American living in a cave. Steve steps forward, bows, and greets the brave in the traditional manner. “How,” says Steve. The memory man squints at him and replies: “Diving header in the six-yard box.”
Posted on: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 15:37:30 +0000
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