The light was failing and Willie Morgan was alone, playing the last of the nine-hole course in Bacup that became a refuge during a dispute with Burnley when a menacing figure strode up the fairway towards him.
‘A guy in a trilby and trench coat,’ recalls Morgan, who feared Bob Lord, chairman at Turf Moor, might be turning to physical intimidation.
‘I get my wedge ready and when he’s about 20 yards from me I say, “Hey, don’t come any further, what do you want?”. I’m thinking, “I’ll put this wedge in your head if you come any closer”.