Me dad worked at Pendleton Burtons, then at the Stretford Road branch, where he was the shop manager. Every Saturday night he'd bring the Football Pink home. It never ceased to amaze me that we'd get match reports for both City and United within three-quarters of an hour of the final whistle. The front page alternated between the two! There were two reporters, one being the estimable David Meek and the other whose name I can't recall, who did the reports. The paper was pretty rough and ready to say the least, and there were always a few errors. My favourite was "...and then Charlton shit hard into the back of the net..."