The Arsenal legend and former England football captain explains what drove this ‘awful dancer’ to become Mr Saturday Night
Tony Adams went to pick up his medication from his local Boots pharmacy the other day. He had life-saving heart surgery seven years ago, so it’s a fairly regular, uneventful errand.
“I’ve got six tablets I take – uppers, downers, statins, you know,” he says, circling a finger round his chest as if winding a clock.
Normally, the staff don’t pay him much heed. There was a time, in the mid-1990s, when Adams was so famous – as England and Arsenal’s beloved, once-more-unto-the-breach captain – that his mother-in-law visited Outer Mongolia and found they’d heard of him, but not Tony Blair.
That was a while ago, though, and he’s been retired for over 20 years, so the chemist can be forgiven for not acting starstruck. Only this time, Adams got home and realised there was a new, personal message handwritten on his prescription bag: “Keep dancing!”