Looking at the lineup in the programme, that must have been about the time that Willie Anderson decided that he'd prefer to be known as Billy Anderson. Always struck me as odd, even if fashion was changing and being known as Willie was now outmoded, no one was going to start calling him Billy. Nor have they to this day as far as I'm aware.Likewise with Mick Wright when he suddenly changed to Michael Wright in the programme, sometime later. Always makes me smile to remember the chap close to us on the Holte, who used to bellow "Come on Mickey Wright" in a broad Irish accent, just at kick off at every home game.
Quote from: E I Adio on February 22, 2015, 05:04:22 PMLooking at the lineup in the programme, that must have been about the time that Willie Anderson decided that he'd prefer to be known as Billy Anderson. Always struck me as odd, even if fashion was changing and being known as Willie was now outmoded, no one was going to start calling him Billy. Nor have they to this day as far as I'm aware.Likewise with Mick Wright when he suddenly changed to Michael Wright in the programme, sometime later. Always makes me smile to remember the chap close to us on the Holte, who used to bellow "Come on Mickey Wright" in a broad Irish accent, just at kick off at every home game.Yes I remember that was weird, Willie became Billy but no one ever called him Billy.And Mick became Michael, though no one ever called him that either! I think Micky Wright wanted to be a bit posh, I remember him writing in the programme , I think it was the 'In a nutshell' feature, he cut a very dignified figure in a three piece suit, had a very attractive Swedish girlfriend and quoted his hobbies as 'antiques and fine wines', not the usual steak and chips and the bookies that most footballers of the time quoted as thier favourite meal and pastime!Someone correct me if I'm wrong, but I think Micky Wright had nothing to do with football from the day he retired through injury, and did indeed become an antiques dealer then a classic car dealer.
Nice one, B23. A shilling for the program!I remember 5 bob would cover 4 bus tickets, 2 there and 2 back, entrance (1/6 for juniors), the program and 10 cigarettes. That is the grand total of 25p. The thing that really amazes me about back then is that by the time we got back to Navigation Street in town you could buy an early edition Sports Argus from the news stand and the match report was a line by line playback of all the important moments. Bear in mind those journalists had to phone in their copy from the ground, and they had the fucking things printed within an hour or less.
Another pitch invasion. Will we never learn?
Quote from: adrenachrome on February 22, 2015, 03:30:54 AMNice one, B23. A shilling for the program!I remember 5 bob would cover 4 bus tickets, 2 there and 2 back, entrance (1/6 for juniors), the program and 10 cigarettes. That is the grand total of 25p. The thing that really amazes me about back then is that by the time we got back to Navigation Street in town you could buy an early edition Sports Argus from the news stand and the match report was a line by line playback of all the important moments. Bear in mind those journalists had to phone in their copy from the ground, and they had the fucking things printed within an hour or less.When Dennis Shaw ruled the roost. We used to settle in The Grapes Hill St and the Argus seller would arrive about half way down the first pint!
Quote from: Ron Manager on February 24, 2015, 09:05:41 AMQuote from: adrenachrome on February 22, 2015, 03:30:54 AMNice one, B23. A shilling for the program!I remember 5 bob would cover 4 bus tickets, 2 there and 2 back, entrance (1/6 for juniors), the program and 10 cigarettes. That is the grand total of 25p. The thing that really amazes me about back then is that by the time we got back to Navigation Street in town you could buy an early edition Sports Argus from the news stand and the match report was a line by line playback of all the important moments. Bear in mind those journalists had to phone in their copy from the ground, and they had the fucking things printed within an hour or less.When Dennis Shaw ruled the roost. We used to settle in The Grapes Hill St and the Argus seller would arrive about half way down the first pint!There would be a gaggle of assorted football fans waiting outside our local newsagents every Saturday evening, waiting for the Sports Argus van to arrive.
Quote from: E I Adio on March 10, 2015, 12:10:09 PMQuote from: Ron Manager on February 24, 2015, 09:05:41 AMQuote from: adrenachrome on February 22, 2015, 03:30:54 AMNice one, B23. A shilling for the program!I remember 5 bob would cover 4 bus tickets, 2 there and 2 back, entrance (1/6 for juniors), the program and 10 cigarettes. That is the grand total of 25p. The thing that really amazes me about back then is that by the time we got back to Navigation Street in town you could buy an early edition Sports Argus from the news stand and the match report was a line by line playback of all the important moments. Bear in mind those journalists had to phone in their copy from the ground, and they had the fucking things printed within an hour or less.When Dennis Shaw ruled the roost. We used to settle in The Grapes Hill St and the Argus seller would arrive about half way down the first pint!There would be a gaggle of assorted football fans waiting outside our local newsagents every Saturday evening, waiting for the Sports Argus van to arrive.Ten past six every Saturday night,the van would draw up and the driver would pass out bundle of Argus's to the nearest random guy who would take them into the shop followed by the group who were waiting outside in exactly the order they arrived-never varied.