Inching open the door to his darkened Belfast flat like a petrified pensioner, Alex Higgins wheezed at me: “Come back later when I’ve got out of my pyjamas.” The sight of his skeletal frame swamped in ...
As volatile and trigger-happy as Doc Holliday in a Dodge City saloon, Alex Higgins was a gambler and a gunfighter - a stiff-shafted, 56-inch Burwat Champion snooker cue his firearm of choice. An ...