Myhill perhaps reached the peak of his powers in a 0-0 draw away to Spurs in January 2010. Save after save after save repelled Harry Redknapp’s men. “I was diving the wrong way and still saving them,” he joked. “I even found a tenner on the floor in the press room afterwards. It was one of those days when everything went my way.” Brilliant
That was one of the last games I watched with my old man before he died. He'd played at a decent amateur level as a keeper in the 50s and early 60s and was, shall I say, rather fond of criticising the modern day keeper. All through that game, whilst acknowledging Bo's shot stopping prowess, he constantly lambasted him for his positional sense and not inspiring confidence in his back four. Could be a cantankerous old git, my old man. I miss him.
