Back in the day when snooker was in its heyday, I was an avid fan. Brought up a policemans son, I had access to a proper full-size snooker table from a young age at the local station, and indulged in what was known as the sign of a mis-spent youth - the green baize.
In the seventies and early eighties snooker was at its peak. Prime time coverage on TV and big prize money made for a nation obsessed. From the old-timers like Ray Reardon and the relative newcomers like Cliff Thorburn (and his fell....
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