Det kom ett riktigt roligt mejl om kollega Kåmark hämtat från WSC:s e-brev The Weekly Howl, om tiden då Pontus var aktat proffs i Leicester City.
Även om jag inte tror att sista orden är helt sanna, att Kåmark inte skulle ha stulit några flickvänner.
Touching the stars
Playing with or against footballers, or indeed a celebrity of any kind
I’m not sure if this really counts as "playing with or against footballers", but I thought I’d tell you about it anyway. In the mid to late 1990s, myself and a few mates would spend every Wednesday night at the Griffin pub in Swithland, just outside Leicester. The landlord at the time was Alan Birchenall, a bit of a Leicester Cityhero. There was always a quiz on a Wednesday. Usually one of the quiz teams consisted of Simon Grayson (then much-maligned Leicester City right-back), Steve Walsh (club captain) and a couple of hangers-on.
Every now and again they would bring along their secret pub quiz weapons such as Ian Marshall and Julian Joachim. They always came last, no matter who they smuggled in with them. The only time they didn’t win the booby prize was when they had Pontus Kaamark, who despite being Swedish spoke and understood English better than all of them combined. Even though they were not exactly blessed in the intelligence department, they were always very friendly, which is a shame as this story would be much better if they were arrogant obnoxious tosspots who stole everybody’s girlfriends. (…)