Why Jelly and Ice Cream?

Extract from Alan Brazils autobiography -

The man who was supposed to be the head of Celtic Boys' Club would be putting his hands all over the lads.

He would be kissing them and giving them little pecks.

Not for the first time, I wondered what was going on.

What went through my mind was that the lads he was paying all the attention to must have been related to him.

He must be their uncle or something.

Why else would he be doing that?

HE found me sitting on the sofa on my own in the lounge. I was bored and wanted to go home when Torbett sat down next to me.

He sat down on the sofa close to me, much closer than I was comfortable with.

Then, without any warning, he put his hand between my legs.

I froze. I remember his horrible swollen face next to mine. He was smiling. He thought this was fun.

I had never felt like this before. I was frightened and very confused.

The only relationship I had ever had with a man up to that point was the father and son relationship with my dad.

I felt threatened. I leapt off the couch and headed for the bathroom because it had a lock on the inside. I just wanted to get away from him.

I slammed the door shut. I had my back to the door and was trying to figure out how far the window was from the ground because if he tried to get in, I was planning to jump.

My heart was thumping like mad.

I started to think carefully to make sure I had not imagined what had happened.

I grabbed my coat and bag and ran out of the flat and down the stairs in case he was following.

I didn't ease up until I got to the bus stop and then I went home.

I didn't know what I was going to say to my parents. I worried that they might be able to tell that something had happened. I wasn't going to tell them. I couldn't. I got in and went straight to my bedroom.

I shouted out that I'd got hit by a ball and I was going to lie down. What had happened to me was not the sort of thing you spoke to your mum and dad about.

Over the next couple of days, I learned from coaches at the club that I had lost my place in the squad for the European youth tournament. It's obvious why I was dropped.

Over the next few weeks, I did not go to the club as often as I had been used to.

Sometimes, I would put my blazer on and pretend I was on my way, then stop behind the school instead and play football there.

When I did go, I stayed out of Torbett's way. He did hardly any coaching. He just floated around. It was easy to avoid him.

It never once occurred to me that other boys might be in danger.
On the odd occasions when I found him in the vicinity, I always avoided eye contact.

WHEN I think back now, I'm astonished at how child molesters like Torbett can so brazenly pursue their evil ways.

Amazingly, he would ring my house and try to get me to come to extra training sessions. He even put to me repeated invitations to go out for hamburgers again, and jelly and ice cream.

But ice cream was one thing I would never eat again. When he assaulted me, it was immediately after he had dished out bowls of jelly and ice cream with raspberry topping. When I see that now, I want to throw up.

 

Well??

Where are you Declan?

Don't tell me you're ****ing furiously to this erotic tale.

 

Another account?

 

Thought as much

El Ghaypist is off making Ponsonbys morning brew and Webel is cleaning the **** off of the public bogs in Derry wiping it on the walls

 

Just under 31 hours to go

 

no torbett jokes (even though it's not a joke)

 

Well it is kind of evil watching you revel in the act of a rangers fan abusing children at Celtic Boys Club

There is only room enough for one Huth

 

This should have been linked to the Celtic board

 

I must admit I was dissapointed in the ending. I do like a good erotic thriller aswell

 

Its not healthy that you seem so interested in child abuse

 

they always forget Andy Roxburgh said he could put Rangers captain on the front page and not the back page , Murray's millions (not his ) kept us from hearing the truth

 

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Harry comments on Rangers already

 

belter!!!

 

The sting of a dying Bee

 

The article is about Celtic empty head.

 

aye celtic

 

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Magic , all your club has left now , is the bjk stuff , the man that saved many of your dying fans with his own hands . There was a far bigger storey in the 90's that Rangers money kept the truth out the press . Everybody involved in football , knew the truth , no wonder your club is about to go bust.