A Quote by Jimmy White

It meant so much to me lifting the Alex Higgins Trophy at Goffs. — © Jimmy White
It meant so much to me lifting the Alex Higgins Trophy at Goffs.
People often talk about George Best and Alex Higgins as two similar personalities... but the truth is that Best did not like Alex.
Alex Higgins was my hero, so to play in Belfast, at the superb Waterfront Hall, is very special to me.
No Alex Higgins, no snooker.
I will be the one lifting that trophy, not Paolo Maldini. Imagine me hoisting the trophy. It is an image I have in my mind and I want to make it a reality. We have world-class players and, believe me, they are in the mood to do it. The atmosphere around the club at the moment is just top-class.
Someone threw a petrol bomb at Alex Higgins once and he drank it!
I love playing O'Sullivan. It is a bit of a role reversal from when I used to play Alex Higgins.
People fell in love with Alex Higgins, a working-class fellow from the back streets of Belfast. That's what brought the game alive.
My favorite thing is when we lift a trophy. Afterward, we can have a picture of us lifting a trophy. And that picture shows a lot of work, a lot of difficulty and a lot of sacrifice together.
The game really started in 1969 with Pot Black, but in 1970, along came Alex Higgins and the game took off.
In 1983, I played in a new tournament called the Professional Snooker League. I won eight of my 11 matches, beating Alex Higgins, Jimmy White and Dennis Taylor, among others.
For me, winning isn't just about lifting the cup, the trophy - it's about giving your maximum, on and off the pitch.
The prophetic word was never meant to be a trophy. It was meant to be a weapon.
Lifting the Champions League trophy would be something Juventus deserve.
Northern Ireland as a whole is a great snooker country because of Alex Higgins and Dennis Taylor and now of course there is Mark Allen. It's a hotbed of snooker and a place where our sport is always well supported.
When I signed for Lyon, I pictured myself lifting the Champions League trophy, and I don't think that has ever changed.
Alex touches her arm. "You look nice." "Nice?" she repeats. "Try harder, Alex." He flushes adorably. "Really nice," he says. "Next time, try this," Harry says. He reaches for my hand. "Franny, I didn't know what beauty was until I saw you walking toward us a minute ago. "I like this better," I say, pulling away. "At least he sounded like he meant it." "I meant it," Harry says, almost irritably.
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