Years ago I used to go for a pint near a ground where you could see training pitches from one of the roads and there was always some bloke walking past pretending not to look, so this story has proper pub chat energy to it and I can already imagine it being exaggerated every time it gets retold, like by the third pint it will be a full blown espionage film and someone will swear they saw binoculars and a trench coat when really it was just a lad by a tree with his phone out, football stories always end up like that and that is why people love them because they sound too daft to be real