Newspaper article Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)

A Robber with a Baseball Bat Said He Would Kill Me. 'Come on Then,' I Said. Then I Hit Him

Newspaper article Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)

A Robber with a Baseball Bat Said He Would Kill Me. 'Come on Then,' I Said. Then I Hit Him

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Byline: Lisa Hutchinson Reporter lisa.hutchinson@ncjmedia.co.uk

PENSIONER Terry Cresswell sent weapon-wielding thugs packing when they came at him with a baseball bat and machete.

The 70-year-old former amateur boxer hadn't forgotten how to land a right hook and took a swipe at the hooligan he has nick-nicknamed 'batman'.

The gritty grandad got caught up in the attack after he believes the toughies knocked on the wrong door.

One pulled out a machete and demanded drugs while another shook a baseball bat and a third could have been concealing a gun.

The knifeman ran past Terry and up the stairs as he scoured the bedroom looking for narcotics. But Terry stepped outside and gave 'batman' a beating.

"He went to hit me with the baseball bat and I put my arm up to protect myself. He hit me and then he took another swing at me and got me on the side," said Terry, of Laxford, Birtley, Gateshead. "It all became real and then I realised what was happening. He said he was going to kill me and I said 'come on then'. I used to be an amateur boxer and I took a lovely right hook at him. I hit him in the side of the head.

"It stopped him, he was no longer in control and it disorientated him. I couldn't have politely said that he shouldn't carry weapons because it is uncomfortable to old people - no, a punch works better."

In the early 1960s Terry used to box for South Pelaw Boxing Club and was a flanker for Gosforth Rugby Club between 1976 to 1985.

He ran five hackney taxis between 1982 to 1994 and says he never feared if anyone rowdy got in the back of his cab.

Dad-of-four Terry, who has also run newsagent shops, added: "Batman then took a couple of blows at my car and damaged it and the lad with the machete came running out of the house. "The third lad stood back but my neighbour said she thought she saw him hiding a gun down his trouser leg. I think they got the wrong house. I don't have drugs, I'm 70 years old. All I have is paracetamol.

"I think they came look-looking for someone else and got the wrong address. It was a bungled attempt at what they were supposed to do. …

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