Kamara’s book in the T&A
Chris Kamara
(Richard) Liburd’s attitude really grated. He ambled in like he couldn’t have cared less. All he had to do was apologise or maybe ask if he was on the bench – anything to appear interested. But he turned around and walked out like a spoilt teenager.
A fuming Kamara grabbed a practice ball and fired a half-volley at Liburd down the corridor.
Within an instant it had smacked him on the back of the head with a satisfying thudding sound, rocking him forward on his toes and into a stumble. I turned back to the dressing room where (assistant manager) Gary Megson was standing. ‘That’ll be the art of football management then’, he said, laughing.