He never walked alone.........

There was never a year that went by that Alan and i didn't play the game of snooker together. There is something about one on one combat that is somehow deeply noble. A friend of mine who is an ex French Foreign Legion soldier and has taken lives in Africa never saw the point of the game. He didn't even consider it to be a sport. I disagree deeply. It is a game which when played well by two players who want nothing more than to prove that they are the better man on the day can be highly rewarding. You see thats the difference. Each day was a new challenge. I could be the best one day and the next Alan would hammer my ass all over the table.

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It's strange but I think I knew Alan better than anyone else as I was the only one who competed against him on a regular basis. You get to know someone really well when you see them at their best but even better when you see them at their worst.

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Alan was without doubt the funniest person I ever met. He could have and probably should have been a comedian. I wish you could have known him. I can guarantee he would have made you laugh and be able to make you laugh at yourself.

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I miss you Al. What the fuck happened. James Dean hasn't got a patch on ya and I guarantee he never danced to Sasha and Digweed till he couldn't stand or even see. Smoke em if you've got em and raise a puff to Albert.....Smarticus...Smarty.

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My lord we walked some miles over the years..we would walk anywhere back in the day, for a 10 spot...memories are made of these moments we never think are important at the time. But they Are....................................................................