Blair Millar KFC
1985-86

What's the story behind your
introduction to football?
My grandfather, Sam Forest, played
with St. Mirren. He started to kick the ball about with me on the beach
at Nairn and from then on I was hooked. My career however has been
largely influenced by four other people. Drummond Wilson was my primary
school football team manager who instilled his own brand of medicine,
usually a quick knuckle to the back of the head. This helped when I went
to secondary school because he was my French teacher for two years
although instead of teaching me verbs he would teach me how to swear in
French! Unfortunately, my secondary school played rugby and not football
so for the first year I had to be content with chasing an oval ball
around the park. My parents contacted Alex Gorman, who was manager of
Paisley and District Boys Club under 13's, he arranged a trial for me
against a team from Port Glasgow, I played in the second half and scored
a goal. Alex then helped to develop my career over the next five years.
My father was president of Johnstone Burgh Juniors and took me to watch
them from a very early age. Unfortunately I learned some bad habits and
one Sunday afternoon my mother was aghast to hear me shouting at the top
of my voice 'Up the Burgh ya buggers!' to passing neighbours when I was
only 3 years old. My dad was later instrumental in getting me to play
for the Burgh while I was still at school where I played alongside
Stevie Fulton's father, Norrie. The last person was no more of an
influence than the others but was by far the most well known. Our
babysitter for many years, Sheena, was dating a young footballer and he
would play with me in our back garden. He was responsible for my desire
to become a goalscorer and more importantly, for supporting Kilmarnock,
his name was Brian McIlroy.
You made your mark at Clydebank
by being their top goalscorer. Was this a good time in your footballing
career?
I was relatively old at 20 when I
got my chance to play senior football. The manager of Clydebank, Bill
Munro, was involved in the signings to my three senior clubs, Clydebank,
Airdrie and Kilmarnock where he was the assistant to Eddie Morrison.
Clydebank was very much a family club run by the Steedmans, but
considering the lack of finance, we had a reasonable amount of success.
I was top goalscorer for four years in a row and in one season I was the
top goalscorer in Scotland. I had played alongside Frank McDougall,
Tommy Coyne, Bobby Williamson and Gerry McCabe all of whom went on to
have good careers with other clubs. I was very happy with the Bankies
but when Bill Munro moved to Airdrie, it seemed inevitable that I would
leave. I still have a soft spot for them so, yes, I believe it was a
good time in my career.
What about your time at
Airdrie?
I started well at Airdrie but was
seen by the fans as a replacement for Sandy Clark who was a local hero
before being transferred to West Ham. In the eyes of some of the Airdrie
supporters I could do nothing right, even if I scored a goal my next
misdirected pass was booed. Bill Munro needlessly suffered the wrath of
the Airdrie support as well and I grew to hate the Section B crowd. I
was recovering from a cartilage operation when Bill left to be replaced
by Ally McLeod. He was a complete numpty who knew very wittle (as he
would say it) about tactics or man management. He was in it for all the
publicity that he could get and if he were chocolate he would have eaten
himself! He is without a doubt the worst manager I have ever met, hence
the reason he has been with Ayr twice.
What are your recollections of
your move to Killie?
To epitomise what kind of person
McLeod was, the night that I was asked to sign on a loan period with
Killie was a total farce. Working with the bank in Kilmarnock at the
time, I finished work on a Thursday at 6 p.m. Training started at 7 p.m.
in Airdrie but I could never manage to get there until about 7.20 p.m.
The normal training consisted of a few laps of the park to warm up and
then a full scale game on the park (that's why Broomfield had such a
crap surface). On the night in question I arrived as usual and did four
warm up laps, passing McLeod each time. After the fourth he told me to
do another two before he would put me into the game. When I had
finished, McLeod just looked at me
with that glaikit look of his and
asked what I was doing there. What the hell did he think I was doing? He
then told me that he had arranged for me to go on a month's loan to
Kilmarnock and that Eddie Morrison was waiting for me to sign the
necessary paperwork. It was almost 7.45 p.m. by this time and Eddie was
expecting me at 6.30 p.m. Bear in mind that I worked less than half a
mile from Rugby Park. Once restrained from inflicting any injuries upon
McLeod, I made my way to Kilmarnock and arrived at 9.00 p.m. Eddie was
waiting on his own with all the lights off except one. It took me about
five minutes to convince him that he should take me on loan, I think in
that short space of time he knew how I felt about the club.
Were you concerned about the
length of time it took for the board to raise the cash for your
transfer?
I was not really involved at that
stage and unaware of the club's finances. I wanted and needed a move to
resurrect my career but Airdrie were sticking out for as much as they
could get, no doubt McLeod had a hand in that. I just wanted to play for
Killie and my one regret at this time was that I never managed to play
in the fiasco at Inverness due to the complications regarding the
transfer. I was not signed before the deadline. In fact I never played a
Scottish Cup tie for Killie.
Was it a dream move or did you
see yourself walking into a potential nightmare?
Yes, it was an absolute dream come
true. Ever since my younger days with Brian McIlroy. As Maurice would
say, they were the team I had always wanted to play for! The club's off
field problems did not affect my game at any time. I was amazed however
to find that we were playing in front of less than a thousand fans at
times, in my first game against Meadowbank there were only 847 punters
there. It took me back to my Clydebank days in that respect, I had
always thought that Killie had a bigger support. The ground always
seemed so empty and the atmosphere generated by the fans was one of
impending doom, especially with the threat of relegation hanging over
us.
You scored a few very vital
goals, do any stand out?
My first goal against East Fife
when we won 2-0 at Methill was a bit special. I am informed that it must
have been one of the quickest ever scored for Kilmarnock. I took centre
passing to Sam McGivern who played it back to Stuart McLean. Ian Bryson
made a run up the park with myself and after Stuart controlled the ball,
he sent a long pass towards Ian who was at this time just outside the
opposition's penalty box. I know it sounds hard to believe, but I
witnessed Stuart showing both control and passing skills in the same
game! Anyway, Ian jumped to meet the ball and headed it into my path. I
hit it first time and the ball flew into the net. It seemed quicker than
my description on the day! The opposition never got a touch but
unfortunately the bulk of the Killie fans missed it because of a delay
in the traffic. I think half of them missed the second goal as well
which was only about six or seven minutes later.
What is your favourite memory
of your time at the club?
I have a lot of good memories of
my short time at Kilmarnock but a couple stand out. In my first game
against Meadowbank we were losing 1-0 for a long spell. In the second
half a ball was played towards myself just inside the penalty box. I
managed to knock it to the side and as I turned, the defender brought me
down, a blatant penalty. You would have thought that someone would have
grabbed the ball to take the resultant kick but such was the lack of
confidence most players walked in the other direction. Eventually Stuart
McLean stepped up, placed the ball on the spot and calmly scored. We
then started to control the game. With about four minutes remaining I
collected a long pass from defence in the centre circle, I played it to
Ian Bryson and turned to make a run towards goal. Ian passed to Sam who
shimmied past the defender, he then sent a left foot cross into the box
which I met full on the

forehead, directing it into the right hand
corner of the net. I turned away to celebrate with the few fans in the
shed but before I got there I was knocked to the ground by Stuart McLean
who was shouting in my ear 'a win bonus, a last a feckin' win bonus'.
(Or words to that effect) The next time I scored I made sure that I was
well away from Stuart. The second memory was also from a game against
Meadowbank. The centre half had kicked Sam up and down the park all
game. We were awarded a free kick about 30 yards out and the defence set
up their wall. I grabbed Sam and told him to stand beside me in front of
the wall and when I said 'go' he was to move to the right with me going
left. As the free kick was about to be taken I shouted to Sam and we
moved in our separate directions. Just as we turned away Sam heard a
scream and looked back to see the centre half lying on the ground and me
at the far side of the penalty box. Only two people knew what had
happened, the linesmen and referee saw nothing. Sam sportingly
commiserated with the centre half as he was taken off with his (later
diagnosed) two broken ribs. I reckon that my elbow must have caught him
as I turned, purely accidental of course.
What effect did injury have on
your career?
I had suffered cartilage problems
while with Airdrie but after the operation I felt I was as fit as I had
ever been. While playing against Airdrie in the last game of season
1984/85, I went to play a back heel and felt a twinge in the front of my
left knee. It was probably tempting fate but my lucky number had always
been 13 and I asked Eddie Morrison if I could wear that shirt as we had
already avoided relegation. Lucky for some, but not for me on this
occasion. During the close season found it difficult to train but
instead of referring me to a specialist, the Kilmarnock doctor injected
me with cortisone to ease the pain. This happened quite a few times and
eventually, in a game against Airdrie, I stretched for a ball at he same
time as goalkeeper John Martin and centre half Dougie Lawrence who both
collided with my leg. I was spun into the air, and while in mid
summersault, I felt something go in my knee. It was like an elastic band
snapping. When I landed I could not move my left leg. I noticed a lump
in the middle of my thigh, it was my knee. Kenny Hope, the referee,

jokingly told me to get up but when he saw my face he immediately
stopped the game. Dr. Zaidi at Crosshouse hospital did a remarkable job
in putting my knee back together but he told me that my career was over
and I should never play contact sports again...the wife was not happy!
Being a sensible chap of course, I decided I wanted to play again and
was helped back to fitness by Hugh Allan, sometimes five days a week. I
have complete faith in Hugh and could not put any blame on him for
future problems. The main problem was probably that I was not referred
to a specialist in the first place.
You were injured again against
Airdrie at the 'Johnnie Walker' end. What was the nature of this injury?
That was a pulled hamstring, which
was never the same after the operation on my knee. Yes, we were playing
Airdrie, it seems that all my problems were in games against them, they
are still my most hated team next to Ayr, oh and Ayr reserves of course.
Do you feel that the club let
you go (or even down) far too early?
I could have possibly been given
advice on how to build up the hamstring muscle but deep down I knew that
my time was up. When Eddie called me into his office to tell me that he
was letting me go, I pleaded with him to give me a contract. I was
willing to sign for no fee and would even have played for nothing, not
that the wages were great anyway.
Were you bitter?
No, I was not bitter. Eddie had
done the right thing. I am sure he would not have wanted to play me
knowing that one wrong tackle could have left me with a nasty injury
that might have left me walking with a limp or even worse.
What came next?
Four of my friends played rugby
for Carrick from Maybole, so I went along in the summer mainly as a way
of exercising. However, old habits die hard, and when a ball is in the
vicinity, whether it be oval or round, I want to join in. In the
practice games they put me out on the wing to keep me out of trouble but
little did I know how unfit some of these players were at that level.
The ball was passed down the line and before I knew it, it was in my
arms. Being a coward, I just ran down the line, leaving everyone else in
my wake. When the season started they put me in the first team but the
sight of eight sixteen stone forwards running towards me brought back a
recurrence of my yellow streak. Every time I got the ball I would let
them get within ten yards of me before launching an almighty put up the
park. Every time I did this I would hear them muttering words about my
illegitimacy. After only four months I came to my senses and quit
rugby.
How do you think a young, fit
Blair Miller would fare in the current set up?
I would love to play in the new
stadium in front of a packed crowd of mainly Killie supporters. I think
that a player of my style would be great in the present set up, we need
someone to win high balls and rumble up the opposition to create space
for Paul Wright. Credit should be given to Bobby and his backroom team,
they have done a wonderful job to get the team playing attractive
football without always resorting to the Dunfermline punt up the park.
What does it feel like to have
lived out the dream of playing for the team you support?
To pull on the jersey for the
first time knowing that I could contribute towards the destiny of the
club I lived for was the proudest moment of my career. You only need to
see how Monty and Gary Holt in the present squad go about their business
every Saturday. My only regret was that I was forced to give up the game
at 30, I would have loved to be involved during the promotion years to
the First and Premier Divisions.
What are your thoughts on the
current set up and state of the club?
The current set up is a far cry
from the days when I was playing, it's simply amazing how the club has
progressed in the last few years. A great deal of credit must go to
Bobby Fleeting for his vision and to Jim Moffat for putting his hand
into his pocket so many times to keep the club going. The stadium is now
one of the best in the country, I hope the fans now realise how lucky
they are after all the initial moaning by some sections. The management
team are young and still learning, but if they continue to improve as
they have in their short time in charge, the Killie support will be in
for more glory days in the near future. I have played with Bobby, Gerry
and Jim and know that they all enjoy their football. I'm more than sure
that this has rubbed off on the players. I wish them many more years of
success. My one hope is that a fairy godfather (Tom Hunter?) will inject
a substantial amount of capital into the club to help its progression
and let us buy some more quality players to enable us to compete on a
regular basis at the top of the league and in Europe each year. It may
be a pipe dream at this time but one man could make it happen!
As a Killie fan what have been
your top memories?
Probably the same as any supporter
of my
age,
winning the league championship, the European game against Eintracht
Frankfurt and last years Scottish Cup win. I will never forget the look
on Bobby's face when the crowd were singing Paper Roses. He knew at that
point what the win meant to the people of Kilmarnock.
Interview By Donny
Muir
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