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John Terry's dad sells cocaine in bar
You can't tell anyone I'm John Terry's dad.. I've just got a load of gear
By Daniel Sanderson, 08/11/2009

ENGLAND football captain John Terry's dad is today sensationally
caught on video selling deadly COCAINE.

In scenes that will shock the millionaire Chelsea ace, Ted Terry, 55,
fixed a deal to supply an undercover News of the World team with the
illegal Class A drug.

SCROLL BELOW TO SEE DRUG DEAL ON VIDEO

As he handed over three wraps of coke in the toilet of an Essex wine
bar, Ted trousered £40 profit and told us: "The stuff's all right. I
get off on it."

Ted heaped SHAME on the England captain by fixing a secret drug deal -
then asked an undercover News of the World investigator not to mention
his famous son.

After selling three grams of cocaine to our man, who pretended to be
buying for his wealthy boss, Ted insisted:

"This is just between me and you. DON'T tell him that I'm John Terry's
dad. I can't have this going back, I'm not saying that they'll say
anything, but you never know.

"You CAN'T tell them I'm John Terry's dad. I've just got them a load of gear."

The entire deal was captured on video at the Unit 4 wine bar in
Chafford Hundred, Essex, on Thursday.

And while Chelsea skipper John, 28 - who today faces his biggest
Premier League match of the season against Manchester United - is
worth £10 million and rakes in £160,000 a week, dad Ted, 55, was happy
to arrange the sale of illegal cocaine for a profit of just £40, the
price of a gram for himself.

The scandal comes just seven months after John's mum Sue embarrassed
him with an £800 shoplifting raid on Marks & Spencer and Tesco.

We launched our investigation two months ago following a tip-off that
Ted was laying on drug transactions. Our team watched him at the bar
where he spends most afternoons drinking lager just a few yards from
his home.

We saw first-hand how the father of the man leading the nation's bid
to win next summer's World Cup boasts of a close relationship with his
loyal and trusting son, who has no idea of his shady sideline.

Ted bragged how his boy had given him a £15,000 Rolex watch as an
early Christmas present.

Holding court with his drinking pals, jobless Ted revealed he doesn't
need to work because John had bought him a mortgage-free house and
tickets for luxury family holidays to Dubai and Florida.

On Thursday Ted, who is separated from John's mum, was dressed in
three-quarter length shorts, sweater, white socks and trainers - and
sporting a Remembrance Day poppy - as he propped up the bar at his
local.

Our reporter. who was posing as a chauffeur was also at the bar, with
his 'multi-millionaire clients' sat across the room.

The investigator explained to Ted and his pals how he would be taking
the boss and his guest to a lap dancing club later that night.

As our man asked advice where to take them, Ted's mate Leon chipped in
and asked if they took drugs and wanted to buy cocaine.

Ted's eyes lit up at the prospect of a money-making deal and he seemed
keen to muscle in and get Leon out of the way.

"I ain't being funny," he interrupted. "But with the sort of money
he's got he ain't gonna buy s*** like we get round here.

"I mean, he's a f***ing multi- millionaire. You don't pay 40 quid a
gram for s*** when you're a f***ing multi-millionaire!"

Ted then turned to another pal and said: "These geezers want a bit of
Charlie, a good bit though." Seizing the opportunity, Ted asked our
man: "How much does he want?"

Then he hustled to make a profit on the deal asking: "Is he treating
the boys? Tell him we'll get him it if he treats the boys to an ounce
each."

After being asked if the cocaine Leon could supply was good, Ted
pulled our man to one side and scoffed: "Don't talk b****cks! You
can't go around giving them f***ing s***.

"No, you can't f***ing do that. You'll get the sack!" Feigning
familiarity with the drugs scene, our man claimed that he usually
bought from a dealer in west London, to which Ted replied: "Yeah but
it's normally s*** though, innit?

"I could get you a bit. How much would you want?"

The reporter told him it would be three grams of cocaine and asked the
price. Ted said: "Three grams? £120. It's £40 each."

He promised that his supplier would visit the bar to drop off the
drugs within 15 minutes - provided the punters had ready cash.

"Have they got the money?" he demanded. "Because they're not gonna pay
on f***ing Barclaycard or nothing like that are they?

England captain John Terry's father is caught selling deadly cocaine

"Go and get the money. When YOU'VE got the dosh I'LL phone him. But I
ain't gonna say come over here if you ain't got the dosh on you.

"Me mate don't want to be hanging about. It ain't the sort of business
where you drive round with loads in your car, or else you'll get a tug
(caught by the police).

"D'you know what I'm saying? All he wants to do is come over here, go
bosh, bosh, cash, see you later, bye and that's it."

At that point we asked Ted if the stuff he could lay on was any good.

"Yeah, it's all right," he boasted. "I get off on it. It's not that bad.

"I mean, you could get f***ing better. I mean they're
multi-millionaires, I'd think they could get better anyway.

"My mate, he's the b****cks - he never runs out.

"He's always got it. He's not like a lot of these people you phone and
they go, 'Oh I ain't got none until next week, I've got to wait for me
money to come.' He's only a young kid and he works his b****cks off
and he's got loads of money."

Ted then disappeared outside to phone the dealer. He came back a few
moments later and said: "Sorted. You've got to sort out the money
though."

Our man handed him two £50 notes and two £10 notes.

As he counted it, Ted calmly said: "He ain't paying for mine then? He
should have treated me shouldn't he, for getting it for him?"

So our man went back to ask the boss for an extra £40 - the price of a
gram for Ted - for setting up the deal.

Ted's grin returned when he was handed another four tenners. He said:
"Honestly mate, it's good stuff."

And, pointing to pal Leon across the bar, he added: "Better than HIS anyway!"

After receiving a phone call Ted left the bar to meet his cocaine
supplier who was waiting outside in a car. He returned with a swagger
a few minutes later and beckoned our man into the toilets.

Ted then handed over three packs of white powder wrapped in paper
ripped from a comic, and whispered: "It's good stuff, try a bit."

Ted disappeared into a cubicle for five minutes. Afterwards he
approached our man asking him for his verdict on the cocaine, asking:
"Was that all right, yeah?"

To convince Ted he had taken some, our man told him it had numbed his
gums, a common side-effect of the drug.

Ted replied: "Numbs the gums? Well it will do, proper stuff weren't
it? I said it's all right didn't I?"

With an eye on setting up more deals between the pusher and his
wealthy new contacts, Ted said: "If they're happy with it, talk to me
and I'll talk to him and I'll most probably be able to get you
discount.

"I can most probably get it f***ing cheaper but he don't know you, so
he's charging you the right price, know what I mean?

"But if they want whatever, then I'll sort you out."

Ted then repeated his boast that the cocaine was good quality and not
cut with cheap additives to make the drug go further.

Talking of his supplier again, he said: "He don't, chop, chop, chop,
chop, chop. . . he earns what he earns and he's happy with it."

It was at that point Ted urged our man not to identify him as John Terry's dad.

But it didn't take long for him to change his mind. Soon he was
revelling in telling our party all about his superstar son.

Downing pint after pint, Ted held court with his views on football.

He even invited our men to watch his boy play at Stamford Bridge and
urged the fake multi-millionaires to BUY his own favourite team, West
Ham.

As we left the bar Ted told us: "My lifetime dream is to see my son
put a West Ham shirt on.

"I'd die a happy man to see him walk out that tunnel.

"I'm the proudest man around here, honest mate. My son. . . I've been
very fortunate with what he's achieved."

After today's revelations John might not be so proud of his dad.

A Home Office-approved lab confirmed the drugs were genuine, and illegal.

Our shocking dossier of video evidence is now available to the police
- and to YOU at our notw.co.uk website.