Water Football
I’m just watching Burnley entertain Manchester City to a game of water football. As it’s at the start of the second half and Burnley are five-nil down, I suspect they hope the rain continues to deluge and we get an abandonment.
I can remember an Ipswich against Manchester City match that was called off in similar circumstances at Maine Road.
Football Therapy
I went to the football at Portman Road yesterday.
I did feel better as Ipswich beat Barnsley, but my face seemed to free up, when I laughed so much at the only goal. Stuart Hall would have said it was straight out of the Theatre of Base Comedy. Ipswich then hung on for 87 minutes.
I don’t what would have happened, if Ipswich had lost.
Beckham Makes The Times Leader
Yesterday, David Beckham made a leader in The Times.
This illustrates the power of the man and the respect most of us feel for him.
I saw it most in Belarus, when I went to support England. The amazing cheer when he came on, was not just from the England supporters but also from those of Belarus.
I sometimes wonder how we’ll all see Beckham in say twenty years time. He will surprise us all.
The Special One
They say what goes around comes around.
It certainly did last night, as a couple of years after he was sacked by Roman Abramovich at Chelsea, Jose Mourinho returned to triumph. Not a bad result for a man, who used to be ridiculed as Booby Robson’s translator. Perhaps, he learned a lot from the master.
Of the four major clubs of the past few years in England, Chelsea and Liverpool are the ones that seem to be showing the strain. Could it be because they are the two who’ve tried to buy success more than Arsenal and Manchester United? Or could it be that Chelsea are the two clubs with smaller stadia and hence a reduced cash flow?
We’ve not seen the last of Chelsea this season, but I’d be putting my money elsewhere if I was a betting man.
Mud Moor not Turf Moor
Just watching Match of the Day on BBC1 and it would appear that Turf is in short supply at Turf Moor.
Portsmouth Go Bust
Well actually they are going into administration, but I suspect in their case it will mean the same thing. As I said earlier, who would buy a club, that doesn’t own the ground, the land around the ground, doesn’t have enough capacity and hasn’t really got any decent players or even a youth policy.
Where clubs have been bought without the ground, they have rarely succeeded.
So this looks to me like another stay of execution for a once proud club.
Fulham in the Ukraine
One of the Shakhtar Donetsk players is called Rat. He is numbered 26.
Cycling to Football
In my teens I nearly always cycled to football at White Hart Lane. When I returned last night, I don’t think that would have been possible. Or at least I couldn’t find anything on the Spurs web site.
Wouldn’t cycling to football be a good idea? Clubs could also make a charge for a bit of security.
If you take Ipswich Town, they have a bit more space than most and I’m sure that they could provide parking for a couple of hundred or so bikes with ease.
I’ve just looked up Ajax in Amsterdam. They have sheds for 3,000 bikes. It would also appear that the Olympics in London will also encourage people to cycle to the games.
Return to White Hart Lane
The last time I went to White Hart Lane to see Spurs play was when my two eldest children were perhaps eight and seven. I spoke to the younger today and he didn’t remember, and as I can’t recall who Spurs played that day, it must have been a truly memorable match.
Last night, as I was in London, I decided to get a ticket for the FA Cup replay against Bolton. I deliberately chose to sit in Block D of the upper deck of the East Stand, as that was where my father used to take me as a child.
The View from Block D in the Upper East Stand
I can remember a few matches from those years in the mid-50s, but one in particular stands out. It was against Newcastle, for whom the formidable Jackie Milburn was playing up front. The first half was very one-sided with Spurs being completely outplayed and if it hadn’t been for the heroic goalkeeping of Ted Ditchburn, the match would have been all over. He was so dominant, that Milburn actually missed a penalty. Since then, I’ve seen a lot of good goalkeepers, but never a display to match. In the end Spurs got their act together and won 3-1.
Little has changed in that East Stand over those fifty and more years. The views are still good, as they would be because the stand was designed by Archibald Leitch. In fact, they have probably improved, as the roof has been remodelled. But the stairs are still the same as as this picture of the back of the stand shows, it’s still as it was built well before the Second World War.
White Hart Lane, East Stand
I can remember queueing behind that stand to get tickets for European matches in the early 1960s.
Those were the days for Spurs.
I probably went and stood in the bottom of the East Stand about fifty times.
I’d usually cycle from where I lived at Cockfosters and park my bike at a garage near by, for a charge of a shilling or so. I remember, I could usually get home quicker than someone who braved the horrendous jams in a car. Sometimes though I’d take a bus to Enfield Town and then take the train to White Hart Lane. That was great fun, in that to avoid the bus queues coming home you’d alight from the train at your fastest running speed, so that you overtook everyone as the train slowed. The joys of slam doors.
I saw the famous double side of 1960-61; Brown, Baker, Henry, Blanchflower, Norman, Mackay, Jones, White, Smith, Allen and Dyson, Jimmy Greaves in his pomp, the antics of Tommy Harmer, the emergence of Pat Jennings, as after that one performance of Ditchburn, the best and most consistent goalkeeper I’ve ever seen, Terry Venables, who we always slagged off for some reason, Ron Henry’s only goal against Manchester United and many other great players and incidents of the 1960s.
Those truly were the days for Spurs.
And to complete a good evening Spurs won by four goals to nil.
Anyone but England
So the Scots are supporting England by selling “Anyone but England” T-shirts for the World Cup.
I don’t care, as if the Scots could manage to inject some proper spirit into their team, rather than the local brew, they might do better. Just read about Allan McGregor in the Scotsman.
But I have a better idea.
As the Scots economy is not in the best of health and has just been propped up by the UK government bailing out two major banks with big Scottish connections, would it not be a good idea if England fans, who can’t afford the trip to South Africa, went and watched their team in Glasgow.
I’m sure that the local economy would benefit and that the English would be welcomed with open arms.
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