Regular readers of this blog will know of my love for the little magazine that was included in club programmes for ten seasons between 1965 and 1975. Starting life at the start of the 1965/66 season as Soccer Review, the magazine changed name to Football League Review just one year later. At the start of the 1972/73 season, we saw another name change, this time to League Football.
In October 1973, the magazine was in decline. Editorial originality was being diluted and circulation was down. Many clubs were diverting money previous spent on Football League Review to improving their own programme. In Hyder Jawad’s fantastic look at the magazine and it’s charismatic founder Harry Brown, in Soccerama – The Culture of Football No 1, he laments a decline of a magazine that had become ‘uncertain, irrelevant, disorganised, misconceived and ignored’.
Having said all this, it was still a valuable source of information for boys all over the country, including this 14-year-old Brighton and Hove Albion fan. My club were struggling after relegation and manager Pat Saward was living on borrowed time.
I was still lapping up the information in the magazine and this week in 1973, there was much to talk about. The cover action came from the recent Manchester City v Norwich City game in the First Division.
Inside the cover was the latest in a feature called ‘Soccer Homes’. Looking back now, it’s a fascinating glimpse into the world of 1970s football stadiums, most of them looking delightfully ramshackle. Carlisle United’s Brunton Park was no exception, with the main stand pictured, with a slightly incongruous addition at the far end. We are told the capacity is 26,000, with seating for 2,500.
Next comes a look at the travels undertaken by our clubs in Europe, with Liverpool making their 10th successive appearance in European competition.
Outside business interests were, for many players, restricted to a foray into Pub ownership or possibly a restaurant. In the 1960s, players like George Best (who else) and Mike Summerbee had gone into the fashion industry, and more players were going down this route, in search of something to supplement their football income.
Notts County defender David Needham, described as a ‘strapping six footer, runs a ‘thriving womens fashion stall at the heart of Leicester Market’ and had recently opened a shop. Footballers were well paid, but it was a million miles away from the riches seen by today’s players. Needham touches on this, saying “players face enormous problems when the time comes to hang up their boots. I’ve got security outside the game which enables me to enjoy my football without having to worry about what i’m going to do when it is all over”. Needham and his wife also breed horses and had recently opened a riding school. A busy man, on and off the pitch.
The usual cigarette advert comes before the team picture in the centre pages. The featured team in October 1973 was Derby County. League champions in 1972, they reached the semi-final of the European Cup the following season. The team included great players such as Roy McFarland, Kevin Hector and Archie Gemmill but it was the managerial team that took many of the headlines. Brian Clough and Peter Taylor were pictured with the players, but little did we know that it was not going to last at The Baseball Ground. Tensions were high between Clough and Derby Chairman Sam Longson and just days after this picture appeared in League Football, Clough and Taylor were on their way………………. to Brighton & Hove Albion.
A feature of early volumes of the magazine, was the descent into the slightly weird and wonderful side of football. In October 1973, we are taken to The Hawthorns, and a display of ‘medieval fighting’, given before a recent home game. West Bromwich Albion were keen to entertain their fans before matches, with displays from various local organisations. Albion’s commercial manager says the jousting is not the end. “I have lots of ideas for the future all aimed at making Saturday afternoons an occasion for the fans”.
The letters page always provided a rich vein of material and this week in 1973 was no exception. JG Brown from Rickmansworth urges people to ‘stay seated when a goal is scored or when there are exciting incidents”, and a correspondent from Prestwich puts forward a case for the Stretford End having more atmosphere than Anfield’s Kop end.
A slightly ‘left-field’ suggestion comes from P Dowling from Hambledon, Lancashire. In an attempt to increase the number of goals scored, Mr Dowling suggests that goalkeepers be banned from handling the ball. An interesting idea!
Football League Review/League Football magazine was a rich source of photographs, not just team lineups. The back cover always carried a player picture and for this week, it is a young Steve Perryman, ‘Tottenham Hotspur’s energetic midfield player’. Inside the back cover is action from a game between Leeds United and Liverpool. Ian Callaghan is pictured with the ball, as Trevor Cherry moves in to tackle.
So there we have it, a glimpse of life in the Football League, 45 years ago this week.
With thanks to the article in ‘Soccerama – The Culture of Football‘, edited by Hyder Jawad, in which he delves into the colourful history of the Football League Review and in particular, its founder Harry Brown.
After my brush with the law at the end of 72/73, my trips to The Goldstone the following season seemed to be in jeopardy. Even though I write about it quite flippantly now, at the time I was mortified and knew I had really let my parents down.
A long summer of working at Butlins to save money for the fine that was coming my way helped to smooth the waters, and by the time we got to the beginning of August, I felt sure my parents would let me go to football again. The court case for my misdemeanour came and I ended up with a fine of £3. Yes, that’s right, THREE POUNDS.
In a strange way, I felt almost cheated. I had worked my socks off over the summer and had about £70 saved. In 1973 that was a decent amount of money. Looking at an inflation calculator, that is the equivalent of between £600 and £800 in today’s reckoning.
I was relieved, obviously, and hoped my Mum & Dad would relent as far as Albion were concerned. They did, but only up to a point. They were prepared to let me go to the games, but I wasn’t allowed any contact with the people with whom I had misbehaved. That seemed a small price to pay and if I accidentally ran into them at the games, then that was hardly my fault.
So there I was, back on the train every other week, with Albion back in the third division. Pat Saward was still in charge but he seemed to be on borrowed time after our abject season in Division Two. We lost the first six home games and although our form was, bizarrely, better away from The Goldstone, it seemed we were lurching into another crisis. It was pretty dismal and despite the first home win of the season on 20th October, Saward was sacked a couple of days later.
I’ve said before in these posts that my dad was a PE Lecturer at the teacher training college in Bognor and for some reason, he asked if I wanted to take a referee’s course. I agreed and became a qualified referee. I started off as a linesman in the Sussex County League, with trips to Wick, Lancing, Selsey and Steyning, among others. The good news was I got paid for this but the bad news was that it restricted my Saturdays at The Goldstone.
This all paled into insignificance with the news that our new manager was going to be Brian Clough. That’s right, the most high-profile manager in the country was going to be in charge of Brighton & Hove Albion. To give a bit of context, a comparable modern-day scenario would be this:
Pep Guardiola wins the Premier League and the following season reaches the semi-final of the Champions League. In the summer of that season he has a massive row with City’s owners and ends up leaving the club. Two months later, he is unveiled as the new manager of Gillingham. It sounds utterly ridiculous but that is exactly what happened in November 1973.
As an aside, there is a brilliant new book out, called Bloody Southerners, by Spencer Vignes, that looks at Clough’s time (with his assistant Peter Taylor) at Brighton. It’s a brilliant read and highly recommended.
So there we were, towards the bottom of the third division with Brian Clough and Peter Taylor in charge. Mental. I guess we were all expecting they would transform our fortunes and we would go on a spectacular unbeaten run and storm back into Division Two. It obviously doesn’t (and didn’t) pan out like that and results were patchy at best. We came to the last week in November with an FA Cup tie against non-league Walton & Hersham to look forward to. This just added to the craziness and although we couldn’t win the game, the replay four days later was surely a foregone conclusion.
The game was played in the afternoon, as the country was in the grip of a power crisis that meant the floodlights could not be used. Despite this, a crowd of 9,657 turned up. The kick-off time led to a strangely quiet atmosphere, as the normally vociferous north stand was empty of all the schoolchildren who would normally have been there. With this backdrop, we fell behind to a goal from headmaster Russell Perkins. The score stayed that way until eight minutes from time when Clive Foskett, a 28-year-old joiner working at the Natural History Museum, scored a second. And a third. And a fourth. It was a nightmare and I can only imagine what Clough had to say to the players afterwards.
Just three days later, we had a chance to make amends with the visit of Bristol Rovers. They were top of the table and in free-scoring form, but surely Clough and Taylor would be able to rally the players so they could bounce back from their cup humiliation.
These days, we can look to the manager’s notes in the programme for an idea of how the team have responded on the training ground. Unfortunately, Mr Clough felt that such things were beneath him so we will never know. We had to make do with the pithy column entitled ‘Secretary’s Desk’. The offering for the Bristol Rovers game, brought news of a proposal for managers to ‘meet regularly to discuss the various aspects of the game to put forward more ideas to the administration about the running of the game’. Riveting stuff.
1970s print deadlines meant there was no mention at all of the midweek debacle and Clough made just a couple of changes. Steve Piper had been substituted in midweek and his place was taken by Ken Beamish. Tony Towner, arguably the only player who came out of the FA Cup game with any credit, kept his place after he had come on for Piper. Other than that, it was up to the players to show they could bounce back. To add to the feeling that we were under the spotlight, the Big Match cameras were at the Goldstone – surely nothing could go wrong?
The Bristol Rovers strike-force ran riot. Bruce Bannister scored a hat-trick and Alan Warboys four as Rovers pulverised us 8-2. We were 5-1 down at half-time and had absolutely no answer to Rovers. I was there because I didn’t have any refereeing commitments and it was a nightmare. Far from being a team ready to push on up the league, we were fast becoming a laughing stock. Clough was quoted as saying “It was the most humiliating 90 minutes of my career. We have plans to sign players but nobody will be signed for the sake of signing. I will play before we do that, or my bairn will…..” Young Nigel turned out to be a very good player but at seven years old, he wasn’t quite ready, even for a team that had just lost 8-2.
For me, it was a real shock to the system and as the season went on, things never really improved. We finished 19th and although we were eight points clear of the drop, it was obvious that Mr Clough was not the messiah we all thought. He jumped ship in the summer of 1974, to take up the manager’s job at Leeds United. How did that one go for you Brian?
Tellingly, Pater Taylor stayed. He felt there was unfinished business on the south coast and over the next two seasons he built a team that that would go on to great things.
But more of that another time. Lets just leave 1973/74 behind and try and forget about it.
But do buy the book. Bloody Southerners by Spencer Vignes.
Fifty years ago, the Football League Review magazine was in its heyday. From humble beginnings in August 1965, Harry Brown’s mouthpiece for news from around the Football League, had developed into an essential addition to match day programmes.
The 1968/69 season was the fourth season of publication, but the third as the Football League Review (FLR). Volume three carried a colour photo on the cover, below the distinctive yellow masthead.
The cover photographs delved into the slightly different, and Issue number 10, released on 12 October 1968, was no exception.
We see a rag-tag group of children, who call themselves ‘The Rawcliffe Street Gang’. Their job was to act as ‘car-watchers’ for visitors to Maine Road, home of League Champions Manchester City. As the article states; ‘the youngsters, ranging in age from four to 14, offer to look after parked cars while owners are watching the game’.
They proudly claim a ‘100 per cent insurance record’ and Tommy Griffiths is quoted as saying “We would call a Policeman pronto” if confronted with a prospective car thief.
Inside, the First Division ‘Crowd Behaviour Award’ went to Coventry City, with chairman Derrick Robbins saying “We don’t regard the chap who passes through the turnstiles as simply a fan, he is an important part of the club”. Hooliganism was becoming a problem and clubs were doing all they could to keep it at bay. The divisional winners of the award were Crystal Palace, Walsall and Rochdale.
The magazine editorial looked at the possibility of a European League in the foreseeable future. After Manchester United and Leeds United had won the European Cup and Inter-Cities fairs Cup respectively, it was felt that success in Europe was a by-product of domestic achievement but that the more important task was continued success at home, rather then breaking away into Europe. Fifty years on, the debate still rages.
‘The People I Meet’ took Assistant Editor Bob Baldwin to The Shay, home of Halifax Town. His first impression is of the ‘feminine touch making its presence felt’. This was due to to the only woman secretary in the football league. Pauline Hicks believed she had cracked the barrier into one of man’s few remaining strongholds. The article goes on to ask how the players feel about having a woman about the place. You can’t help feeling that the casual sexism throughout the article would probably do more harm than good. Pauline didn’t exactly help matters. Instead of focusing on her undoubted administrative skills, she preferred to tell us that “We are so much better at keeping things nice and tidy”
Club Call visits Notts County, the oldest club in the league, for a look round and a brief history lesson. Across the page, Stoke City manager Tony Waddington talks about how he escapes from the rigours of management in the First Division. In a far cry from the millionaire lifestyle of today’s bosses, we learn that Waddington ‘has taken a caravan near the delightful beach (of Abersoch in North Wales) up against the mountains’
‘Inquiry’ looks at the increasing role of public relations in football, and the number of managers making their voices heard in the media. Many managers had been taking to the pages of their match programme to get their messages across, with Southend United manager Ernie Shepherd pulling no punches in his analysis of a recent performance. He says “this was disgraceful and few, if any, of our players came out with credit”. I wonder what he would make of todays outbursts by the likes of Jose Mourinho and Jurgen Klopp?
The centre pages of the FLR were given over to a team photo and I, like thousands of other kids round the country, carefully removed these pictures to plaster on my bedroom wall. This week in 1968 saw the Liverpool team featured. With not a sponsor’s logo in sight, the 68/69 Liverpool squad contained some familiar faces. Legends of the time such as Tommy Lawrence, Roger Hunt, Tommy Smith, Ian St John and Ron Yeats, were alongside promising young players like Raymond Clemence and Emlyn Hughes.
Bryan Butler’s ‘Press Box’ column also looked at another aspect of the female influence on football. He writes about the importance of the footballer’s wife. Fifty years on, the ‘WAG’ culture has developed into something almost out of control at times, but in 1968, the lady behind the player was an important contributor to the success of his career.
We hear about a recent visit by Sheila McGowan of ‘Woman’ magazine, to the home of Bobby Charlton and his wife Norma, “pretty and dark-haired…a very striking looking girl”. Again, the casual sexism surfaces, with comments like “Friday night is no night for footballers to be nagged, worried or disturbed”, and “when I hear them shouting ‘Charlton you’re b***** useless’ I feel like turning round and thumping them with my handbag”. Bobby Charlton was one of the best footballers ever to play for England and in a classic illustration of how times were different fifty years ago, the article ends with the revealing fact that “Bobby smokes ten cigarettes a day – but never has his first until training is over at 2 o’clock” Incredible by today’s standards, but normal then.
Tobacco advertising was everywhere and FLR was no exception. Full-page, colour adverts were carried for brands such as Woodbine – A good smoke, it’s good tobacco. You can’t lose with a Woodbine; and Park Drive – No flannel – All Flavour.
In a final nod to the 1960s attitude to women, FLR publishes it’s Top Ten of good-looking footballers. There was some opposition, with the magazine postbag including letters from ladies who “feel that the basic reason for following a football team should be to appreciate the footballing skill”. For the record, it won’t surprise too many to discover that the man at the top of the charts was George Best. In the season so far, the Manchester United player was over 3,000 votes ahead of Liverpool’s Ian Callaghan.
The ‘Ask the Ref’ feature at the back of the magazine contained readers’ queries on the Laws of the Game. The perennial issue of the offside law was to the fore, with J Haley from Odsal querying what happens if a shot rebounds off the crossbar and is put into the net by the player taking the shot. Not offside is the answer.
Inside the back cover is a picture of Peter Shilton, Leicester City’s ‘brilliant young goalkeeper’. The 19-year-old had recently headed a ‘Tip for the Top’ poll in the magazine. They certainly got that right, as he went on to play 125 times for England!
The FLR was an invaluable source of knowledge for people like me, who couldn’t get enough football news and information. Being included in programmes was even better.
As we go into this International break, Glenn Murray sits equal top of the post-war goalscoring charts for the Albion. His 99 goals is level with Kit Napier, who made 291 appearances between 1966 and 1972. Excluding war-time matches, when the rules on appearances were very different, only the legendary Tommy Cook is ahead of Napier and Murray. His 123 goals came between 1921 and 1929 and his story will be told in a separate post at another time.
So what of the enigmatic Glenn Murray? He turned 35 just a few weeks ago and is still banging in the goals in the Premier League, ten-and-a-half years since he made the move from Rochdale to the South Coast.Football is a game of two halves and Murray’s love affair with Brighton and Hove Albion is also split into two. We loved him, hated him and now adore him unconditionally, so what is the story?
In 2002, Murray was playing for non-league Workington Reds. He had two seasons with them, before moving to the brilliantly-named Wilmington Hammerheads, who played in the American Soccer League. After 14 games (and 3 goals), he returned to Cumbria (well you would, wouldn’t you?) and Barrow, where he scored 6 in 6 games. This led to a move to Carlisle United, who were then in the Conference.
At Brunton Park, he began to hone his skills and was part of the side that gained promotion to the football league, via the play-offs, in 2005. The following year, Carlisle achieved back-to-back promotions, winning League Two. Glenn wasn’t the main man at Carlisle, making just 46 appearances in those two seasons.
At the start of the 2006/07 season, he went on loan to Stockport County, returning after two months, with 11 appearances and 3 goals. He then moved to Rochdale, first on loan, then permanently from January 2007. In the next 12 months, he played 54 times, scoring 25 goals. It was at that time, that other clubs began taking notice of the quietly-spoken man from Cumbria.
Albion scouts started tracking Murray in December 2006 and Barry Lloyd and his team watched him on a regular basis. Rochdale were playing well and he was banging in the goals. Dick Knight opened negotiations with his counterparts at Spotland and after weeks of talks, we paid £300,000 for his services.It was our highest transfer fee for 25 years, and Albion manager Dean Wilkins was keen that the fee didn’t become a burden. He made his debut away at Northampton Town, coming on for Nathan Elder. He made his home debut a few days later, against Crewe Alexandra, and immediately endeared himself to the fans by scoring twice in the 3-0 win. The match report in the following programme talked about the blossoming partnership between Nicky Forster and new-boy Murray, whose two goals included ‘an absolute peach from a free kick by Dean Cox’.
That season ended with Murray scoring nine times. The 2008/09 season continued in the same vein and he netted 12 goals, including one in the famous victory against Manchester City in the League Cup. That season was a struggle for Albion and we survived on the last day, thanks to a Nicky Forster goal against Stockport County.
The following season saw Russell Slade sacked and he was replaced by Gus Poyet. His first league game in charge was away at St Marys against Southampton. Murray was brilliant that day, scoring twice as Albion dealt out a football lesson in front of the travelling Albion fans. I live in Southampton and the win gave my children bragging rights at school for a while afterwards, so thank you Glenn Murray!
Murray again improved his goal tally for the season, with 14. This included 6 goals against Wycombe Wanderers. He notched 4 in the away (league) game, to go with the 2 in the FA Cup game earlier in the season.
By the start of 2010/11, Gus Poyet had refined his squad and hopes were high for a successful season. It was to become one of the most exhilarating periods any Albion fan can remember. We hit the top of League One table at the end of October and stayed there for the rest of the season, despite Southampton’s efforts to catch up. Glenn Murray was unbelievable, scoring 22 league goals as we swept all before us. In a dream scenario, his goals had taken us not only to promotion, but into our new stadium at Falmer as a Championship club.
Then came the bombshell. He was leaving the club. Much has been written about the circumstances and I guess we will never know the true story until the main players write their autobiographies. Murray’s playing style was best described as ‘laconic’ but many people interpreted this as ‘lazy’. Twenty-two goals tells a slightly different story but whatever went on behind closed doors, the upshot was that he left and we brought in Craig Mackail-Smith. He certainly wasn’t lazy, but he also wasn’t a goalscorer.
Matters were made worse when Glenn Murray signed for Crystal Palace. He kept his house in Brighton but every goal he scored that season was a dagger in the heart of Albion fans. Debate was raging as to the reasons for his departure, with fans split between the ‘good riddance, he’s too slow’ camp and those that felt he would have carried on from where he left off in 2010/11. The fact that he didn’t celebrate his goal for Palace against us at the end of September was small consolation, but it did maybe give us an inkling that a part of his heart remained in Brighton.The following season, his 31 goals were instrumental in Palace’s promotion to the Premier League, rubbing more salt in the wound. He scored two further goals against us in a 3-0 win at Selhurst Park, We met Palace in the play-off semi-final and Murray was stretchered off after suffering a cruciate ligament injury. The following three seasons saw him make just 33 appearances as Palace consolidated their position in the Premier League.
At the start of 2014/15, he joined Reading until January 2015, with a view to a permanent move. This didn’t materialise and he returned to Palace at the end of the loan spell. His time at Reading included another game in which he scored AGAINST Albion, in a 2-2 draw at Falmer in December 2014.
He played twice at the start of 2015/16 before a permanent move, this time to Bournemouth. The fee was £4million and his 22 appearances that season brought him 4 goals. That same season brought heartbreak for Albion, missing out on promotion to The Premier League by the narrowest of margins. Tomer Hemed was top-scorer with 17 goals but the rest were spread across the team. This was no bad thing, but it was felt we needed something extra up front if we were to get over the line.
When rumours of Glenn Murray’s return started to surface, social media went into complete meltdown. Many felt it would be a backward step and there was a sizeable number of fans who felt he couldn’t return because he ‘had played for that lot up the road’. Luckily, Tony Bloom and Chris Hughton ignored the more hysterical shouts of outrage and on 3rd July 2016, Glenn returned to Brighton after 5-and-a-half years. He hadn’t really been away, of course. His house was still in Withdean and many fans were quick to tell tales of bumping into him at various shops and petrol stations around Brighton.
The one thing guaranteed to quieten the most vociferous critics is goals, and Murray hit the ground running. Three came in the first two games and by Christmas, he already had 15. Any doubts about his fitness were firmly put to bed when, after scoring a 95th-minute winner at Birmingham City just before Christmas, he sprinted the length of the pitch to celebrate in front of the 1,207 delirious Albion away fans. Eight more came by the end of the season, including the opener against Wigan in April, the game that indirectly clinched promotion. Glenn Murray’s critics had been well and truly shut down but as we entered the promised land of milk and honey (and TV money), the doubts over his ability to perform again began to surface.
He started slowly as Albion found their feet under the top table but a brace at West Ham in October set him on the way. He even found time to score twice against Palace, one of those being the winner in the FA Cup 3rd Round tie at The Amex. Fourteen goals in all competitions took his Albion tally to 94, just one behind Peter Ward and four ahead of Bobby Zamora. Wardy was the ultimate Albion hero and for many people of a certain age (me included), the person who could never be toppled as their favourite Albion player.
Peter Ward was unbelievable as we rose through the divisions in the late 1970s. Like Murray, his Albion goals came across three divisions and in two spells for the club. Murray though, left for Crystal Palace and while players have a completely different emotional attachment to the club than the fans, for him to come back and win us over all over again, was an incredible achievement.
Zamora too was a superb player for us, scoring 90 goals across his time at the club. When he returned, while it undoubtedly gave the club a huge lift, he didn’t quite re-capture the clinical form he had showed in the early-2000s.
At the start of this season, thoughts turned to whether Glenn Murray could reach 100 Albion goals and overhaul Kit Napier. All Napier’s goals had come in the third tier and although a fantastic achievement, was not at the same level as Glenn Murray.
After five goals in eight Premier League games so far this campaign, Murray stands on the threshold of true Albion greatness. It seems likely that the next two or three games will see him reach that century and who knows, he may even challenge Tommy Cook’s all-time (Peacetime) record of 123. Even if he doesn’t score another goal for us he will surely go down as our greatest ever striker.
Glenn Murray, we salute you.
The early 1970s.
What a time to be alive, or to be more specific, what a time to be entering your teenage years. It’s that period in your life when a whole new world is opened up and you realise there is more to life than home, school and crap TV.
For me, I already had Brighton & Hove Albion to distract me, but as I reached my 13th birthday, the twin spectres of music and girls made an entrance.
In September 1972 I moved into the third year (Year 9 in today’s language) at Bognor Regis Comprehensive. This involved moving across the playing field into the school that housed all years up to the Upper 6th Form. From looking at pre-pubescent girls all day, I was transported into a world that brought me in to contact (from a distance at any rate) with actual real women, albeit the seventeen year old version. It was an eye-opener in many ways and got my hormones racing. This led to a few tragic and short-term fumbles with various girls who will remain anonymous to protect them (and me, obviously).
My Dad had passed on his old record player to me. It was a cream-coloured machine with a funny gizmo attached to the spindle that, in theory, allowed me to pile a few 7-inch singles on top of one another to avoid having to get up each time the track finished. This never really worked properly but despite this, the record player was my absolute pride and joy.
The first single I bought was ‘You Wear it Well’ by Rod Stewart and it is one of my great life achievements that I still have this record. Another hugely popular artist at the time was a young singer called Gary Glitter. He seemed to be on Top of the Pops every week, with songs like ‘Rock & Roll Part 1’ and, imaginatively, ‘Rock & Roll Part 2’. The story of his later life explains why he spent so much time in the TOTP studios but at the time, he was at the cutting edge of the Glam Rock movement.
Other bands of the time included The Sweet and, of course, Slade. The latter band were to feature on the pitch at The Goldstone some years later. Slade were also part of the Glam Rock scene but their slightly harder edge led me to the discovery of a band that I still love to this day.
My friends and I used to gather at each others houses with the latest records we had bought and one friend, Rob Howard, turned up one day with a copy of an album by The Who, called ‘Meaty Beaty, Big & Bouncy’. I found out later that this was a compilation of songs previously released as singles but I was so captivated by the sound, that I bought the album for myself, followed closely by ‘Who’s Next’, which had been released in November 1971. All these years later I still have the original copy of Meaty, Beaty Big & Bouncy.
Anyway, all these distractions meant that I had some decisions to make as to which aspect of my life was going to get the benefit of my pocket money. Girls didn’t really come into it, because a quick grope in the back row of Saturday morning pictures didn’t really cost too much. Records took most of the rest because I was still being taken to The Goldstone by my Dad, whenever he could.
In 1972/73 we were in the second division. Uncharted territory in my history with the club and only the fifth time ever that we had played at that level. Things didn’t go quite according to plan however, and between November 11th 1972 and January 27th 1973 we lost TWELVE league games in a row. Then, as now, second division clubs entered the FA Cup at the Third Round stage. We were in the middle of that horrendous losing run and I was hoping that we would get a completely rubbish team in the cup to try and get some confidence back.
No such luck.
We were paired with First Division glamour-side Chelsea. They had England internationals John Hollins and Peter Osgood in their team, along with a host of other stars. I pleaded with my parents to be allowed to go to the game with my mates, the plan being that we would get into the North Stand and try to look like we had been standing there for years.
My parents relented, against their better judgement. Hooliganism was beginning to make a real impact on football in England and they were terrified the ‘You’re gonna get your fucking head kicked in’ chant was going to come horrifically true.
Pat Saward was still in charge and his programme notes for the game betray the worrying situation we found ourselves in. He welcomed the opportunity to play in the FA Cup, but because “it gives us a chance to briefly forget about Albion’s unhappy plight at the foot of the Second Division table”. Mr Saward was, by nature, a positive man and he assured the fans that “we are trying our utmost to correct a slide that goes back to November”. He adopts the usual stance of the manager of a struggling team, by thanking the fans for their support, saying “I was delighted with the heart-warming applause you gave (the team) at half-time and the final whistle”.
Chelsea were welcomed over three of the sixteen pages in the programme, and it reads like a Who’s Who of early-70s football flair. The team photo includes players like Peter Bonetti, Alan Hudson, Ron Harris, Ian Hutchinson and Eddie McCreadie, many of whom had played in the famous replayed FA Cup Final against Leeds United in 1970. Chelsea were managed by Dave Sexton, who had made 53 appearances for Albion in two seasons in the late 1950s.
The ‘Goldstone Gossip’ article welcomed new signing Lammie Robertson to the club and informs us that he is looking to move in to a flat on Shoreham Beach with his bride-to-be Maureen, a trainee teacher. We are also told of a ‘boardroom shuffle’ that led to the resignation of -time Chairman Tom Whiting, as well as fellow board member Tony de Boer. One of the new board members was Dudley Sizen, who was to remain involved with Albion until 1996. The shuffle was brought about by a need for a financial re-structuring of the club and it led to Mike Bamber taking up the role of Chairman. He was bring about a golden era for Albion fans over the coming years.
The game itself didn’t quite live up to the billing of a feast of flamboyant football. Bookings weren’t as frequent as they are now and you practically had to commit GBH before the referee got involved. He was a busy man as five men entered his notebook. In a particularly brutal sequence of the game, Albion’s George Ley and Chelsea’s Ron ‘Chopper’ Harris were sent off. The ‘Seagulls!’ book describes the final quarter of the game as ‘particularly brutal’. Chelsea won the game with two goals from Peter Osgood but the lively nature of the match was reflected off the pitch. While myself and my mates were able to steer clear of the trouble, 25 people were arrested for fighting on the terraces.
All in all it was an eventful day but unforgettable in the eyes of this 13-and-a-half year old boy. My parents were less enamoured by the days events and were VERY reluctant to let me go to games on my own. I pleaded with them, on the basis that ‘it’s easy to avoid the trouble’.
They eventually gave in and I saw a few more games as we continued our inevitable journey back to Division Three. The last game of the season was at home to Nottingham Forest and it was on that day, 28th April 1973, that my Albion-supporting time nearly came to an end.
I have said that it was easy to avoid trouble, but that isn’t quite the case when it was me causing it! I’m not talking about fighting, that really isn’t my thing. It was more to do with a bit of mindless (and pointless) vandalism. On the way back from the game, we were casually lobbing lightbulbs out of the train windows without too many cares in the World, when we were challenged by the train guard. Most of my friends just turned and ran away but I hesitated and ended up being locked in the guards metal cage.
I was handed over to the Police when we got back to Bognor and to say my parents were upset when I arrived home in a Police Car, was a massive understatement. They understandably went ballistic and among other things, I was banned from going to Brighton games for the foreseeable future. I ended up in Juvenile Court, was fined and had an altogether horrendous summer as I tried to worm my way back into my parents’ affections.
They eventually mellowed and I returned to action soon after the start of the 1973/74 season, back in Division Three.
If you’ve reached this far in my story, well done and thank you so much for persevering.
Until the next time.
Seagulls! – The Story of Brighton & Hove Albion FC by Tim Carder and Roger Harris
Albion A-Z – A Who’s Who of Brighton & Hove Albion FC by the same authors
Albion – The First 100 Years by Paul Camillin and Stewart Weir
Rothmans Football Yearbook
My children often ask me; “Dad, what was it like before the Internet?”. I tell them stories from a time long, long ago. Of encyclopaedias, libraries and strange things called newspapers. They look at me with wonder in their eyes.
Or is it pity?
Either way, we now have access to an almost unlimited amount of information, available at the click of a mouse, or the swipe of a screen. If you want to know the address of the Rochdale FC club shop, or the name of the ground where Bury FC play, that information would take less than 30 seconds to find.
I was born in 1959 and by the age of 7, was consumed by a thirst for knowledge of football. My Mum & Dad did their bit, by buying me magazines like Goal!, Charles Buchan’s Football Monthly and Shoot! but that wasn’t enough. I wanted facts, information and statistics – loads of them.
By that time, I had caught the football programme collecting bug, and couldn’t get enough of these wonderful little magazines. Whilst growing my collection, I stumbled across another little publication, one that went a long way to satisfying my endless quest for mindless trivia.
I’m talking about The Football League Review.
A trail-blazing journalist in Leicester, by the name of Harry Brown, realised that the matchday programme for all 92 clubs in the Football League, presented a great opportunity to distribute his brainchild. On 21st August 1965, he launched Soccer Review, a magazine designed to be included within a club’s programme, covering news and views about football from all over the country.
England was in an absolute frenzy over the World Cup, which was less than 12 months away. Harry Brown was able to lock in to this feel-good vibe across the country and Soccer Review carried a lot of World Cup-related articles throughout the 1965/66 season.
By today’s standards (by any standards, to be honest) the quality of the magazine was pretty poor. Printed on rough paper, the columns were wonky, words disappeared off the edge of pages and the pictures (always black & white) were very grainy.
I wasn’t too bothered about the finer details of the production process. For me, it was all about information. That first issue contained articles about the newly-introduced concept of substitutes; the fact that showing emotion is actually good for players; a World Cup diary and an article written by Harry Brown’s daughter Marilyn, aged 15, about whether southern girls are slightly less enthusiastic about the game than their northern counterparts.
These were the days before the stifling constrictions of political correctness. If Harry Brown wanted to run a story on the best looking female supporters, then he did. Publish and be damned!
After that first, fairly experimental, season, Soccer Review became the Football League Review, a name retained for six seasons. At the start of the 1972/73 season, a further name-change saw the issue of ‘League Football’ magazine. This lasted until midway through the 1974/75 season, when rising costs and decreasing revenue saw circulation fall. The final copy came out in January 1975. The one good thing to come out of the demise of the magazine, was the realisation that programme editors needed to focus on the content of their own matchday issue, rather than rely on padding from a generic League publication. Coventry City, under the revolutionary stewardship of Jimmy Hill were the trailblazers in this regard. In the early 1970s, they experimented with bold colour schemes, radical page payouts, and a move towards content that was genuinely interesting for the readers, rather than a bland regurgitation of club information. As other clubs followed suit, the programme moved into the late 70s and 80s with renewed hope.
Soccer Review/Football League Review/League Football ran for 366 issues. 5,856 pages that left an indelible mark on my childhood.
Over the next few weeks, I’m going to have a look back at these wonderful magazines and give an insight into league football in the decade from 1965 to 1975.
Thanks for reading.
As well as the magazines themselves, there are a couple of resources I would like to recommend if you want some more information.
The fantastic website Goals & Wickets has a superb ‘brief guide’ to the Football League Review, as well as a huge eBay shop with hundreds of Reviews for sale.
A sportswriter from Liverpool, Hyder Jawad, in the first issue of his ‘Soccerama’ series of books, wrote a magnificent history of the Football League Review, focusing on Harry brown and his increasingly fractious relationship with the Football League. For more information, have a look at the Soccerama FACEBOOK page.
At twelve years old, I was starting to really pester my parents to be able to go to The Goldstone on my own. It didn’t bother me that it was a couple of train journeys from Bognor and then a walk from Hove station. I just wanted to watch Albion every single week. My parents resisted, but they did agree to take me to as many games as they could.
Looking back at 1971/72, there are loads of candidates for the most important game of the season. We were promoted, so the Rochdale game right at the end of the season could go in there. We made an appearance on Match of the Day as well. In those days, it wasn’t all about the top flight. The BBC cameras visited three games a weekend across all four divisions and at the end of March 1972, our game against Aston Villa was chosen.
This series of articles is all about MY experience though, so I’m going for the game on 27th December 1971, when a huge Christmas crowd of 30,600, including me and Dad, turned up for the game against AFC Bournemouth.
It was Christmas and my first experience of a ‘top-of-the-table clash’. Pat Saward was coming good on his promise of attacking football and we were just 4 points behind the Cherries, who were second.
Mr Saward’s programme notes were written, as always, in a very formal style. He welcomed Bournemouth for ‘what is virtually a four-pointer, and 90 minutes of tremendous endeavour lies ahead’. He also focuses on the consistency of the Albion team. Up to that point in the season, he had used just 16 players. Imagine that today! He also comments on the loyalty of some of the players. John Napier, Norman Gall, Dave Turner, Brian Powney and Kit Napier (no relation, strangely) had all played over 200 times for us and to me, these were some of the players who had helped form my love for Brighton & Hove Albion.
Mr Saward made no mention of the opposition that day, but Bournemouth were absolutely on fire. Up front, they had Ted MacDougall and Phil Boyer. Between them , they scored 50 goals that season with McDougall scoring NINE in an FA Cup game against Margate in November 1971. The ‘Welcome to Bournemouth’ section of the programme did talk at length about Boyer and ‘Super-Mac’, describing them as ‘the goal-scoring twins of the third division’.
In ‘Goldstone Gossip’, young Albion goalkeeper Alan Dovey was praised for his great performance the previous week at York City. This was in the days of just one substitute and reserve goalkeepers had to wait for an injury or loss of form for their chance. Unfortunately for Dovey, Brian Powney was the model of consistency and skill. In his three seasons at The Goldstone, the young man only made 8 appearances. After leaving Albion he played locally, for Southwick and Worthing as well as a long spell with Peacehaven and Telscombe in the Sussex County League.
The game itself was fantastic in every way. We went 1-0 up with a goal from Kit Napier. I would love to say I remember this goal but I don’t. Which is a shame, because the various Albion history books describe it as ‘one of the best goals ever seen at the ground’. Kit Napier ended his Albion career on 99 goals, a total of peacetime goals only exceeded by Albion legend Tommy Cook. The goalscoring twins were kept very quiet by John Napier and Norman Gall and a second-half goal from Peter O’Sullivan sealed a great victory for Albion.
I was a very happy young man after the game and the season just got better and better after that. We only lost four games in the rest of the campaign and were promoted in second place, behind Aston Villa, with Bournemouth missing out. The game against Villa in March, as well as being in front of the cameras, featured another fantastic goal. This one I do remember. Partly because of the fact it came second in the Match of the Day ‘Goal of the Season’ competition, but also due to it now being available on YouTube. Willie Irvine scored it, but it was made by my first Albion hero, John Templeman.
Promotion was clinched with a 1-1 draw against Rochdale, in front of another enormous crowd in the early May sunshine. The crowd of 34,766 was the fourth highest crowd ever at The Goldstone. Six crowds of over 25,000 were seen that season and as I moved towards my teenage years, my Albion life was looking in great shape.
The following season saw my first taste of second division football, an FA Cup tie against Chelsea and, right at the end of the campaign, something that threatened to derail my obsession with football and The Albion. More of that soon.
As always, thanks for reading. It means a lot to me.
Thanks also to the reference books that provide me with all the statistics. All the programmes I write about can be viewed at my Seagulls Programmes website.
Seagulls! – The Story of Brighton & Hove Albion FC by Tim Carder and Roger Harris
Albion A-Z – A Who’s Who of Brighton & Hove Albion FC by the same authors
Albion – The First 100 Years by Paul Camillin and Stewart Weir
Rothmans Football Yearbook
I’m writing this a couple of days after our opening day defeat at Watford in The Premier League. We were poor, no question about it, but some of the reaction on social media has been nothing short of hysterical. The pre-season euphoria has been instantly replaced with relegation doom-mongering. After ONE game. Ridiculous, right?
Well guess what, that’s what being a football fan is all about. More to the point of this blog, it’s what being a Brighton fan is all about.
In the summer of 1970, I was facing some changes. I started senior school (Year 7 to you kids) at Bognor Regis Comprehensive School and I was also entering my third year of supporting Brighton & Hove Albion. The previous season saw us come so close to promotion, ultimately falling away in the last 5 games of the season. I was gutted, more so when this was followed by England being knocked out of the World Cup by West Germany. Once the disappointment faded, this was replaced with excitement for the new season.
At the club, manager Freddie Goodwin had left and the club were searching for a new man. At the end of June, Pat Saward was announced as Manager and he immediately made his mark with some gruelling pre-season training. In true Albion style, the season was a real struggle, nothing like the previous campaign.
We went into the New Year in all sorts of trouble and by the time Fulham visited The Goldstone on 10th March 1971, we were level on points with Gillingham at the bottom of Division Three. Fulham, in contrast, were riding high at the top, 22 places and 20 points ahed of Albion.
In a taste of things to come 25 years later, there was much dissatisfaction at the way the club was being run. In an attempt to overcome the financial difficulty, Pat Saward had launched his ‘Buy-a-Player Fund’ in December 1970.
In his programme notes for the Fulham game, he talked about one of the players brought in as a result of this initiative. Bert Murray had been on loan with us but was due to join Fulham. At the last minute, £10,000 from the fund secured his services for us and Mr Saward was delighted with his performance in the previous match, saying “he certainly helped towards the lively display“. He was also full of praise for “the way our supporters applauded and encouraged Albion in the Preston game“.
The Buy-a-Player Fund really captured the imagination of supporters and in February 1971, more than 3,000 school-children and supporters from all over Sussex marched along Madeira Drive to raise money. Alongside a picture of the day, it was announced in the programme that the two schools raising the most money, would take part in a match at The Goldstone, before the game against Aston Villa in April. The two lucky winners were Whitehawk Primary School and Woodingdean Primary School. The match took place but I can’t find any details of which School came out on top. Anyone??
In the Fulham pen pictures, was an inside-forward described as a player who ‘spent the early part of last season making occasional over-anxious appearances as substitute, but later settled down to provide much-appreciated quick service to the front runners‘. This player, from Hillingdon, was an unused substitute when Fulham got the to FA Cup Final in 1975. His name? Barry Lloyd, who was to go on to become Albion’s manager. He spent nearly seven years in charge of The Seagulls, from January 1987 to December 1993. He took charge of 371 games, winning 133, drawing 81 and losing 157.
The impetus of the Buy-a-Player Fund was in full swing when we took the field against The Cottagers. We beat the league leaders 3-2, in front of a crowd of 14,413. Our goals were scored by Peter O’Sullivan, Kit Napier and another player brought in with help from the Fund, Willie Irvine. This proved to be a watershed for us and we ended up in 14th place, well clear of relegation. It wasn’t much of a blip for Fulham, who were promoted.
By this time, my matchday routine was beginning to settle down. Before the game, I tended to hang around the little hut at the north-west corner of the ground that sold programmes. I was able to pick up those that I was missing, as well as other match programmes from clubs around the country. The collecting bug had well and truly caught hold and I still have some of the programmes I picked up from that hut all those years ago.
Brighton & Hove Albion were well and truly in my blood and now I was at Secondary School, there were a few of my friends who were also Albion fans. By the end of the season, I felt I was ready to go to games if not on my own, but at least with my friends. My parents had other ideas and I it was while before they would let me go on my own. That didn’t go so well, but that story comes in a couple of season’s time.
Next up is 1971/72 and any number of brilliant games for me to choose my favourite. Come back soon to find out which one made the cut.
Thanks as always to the incredible and vast amount of information in the Albion bibles:
Seagulls! – The Story of Brighton & Hove Albion FC by Tim Carder and Roger Harris
Albion A-Z – A Who’s Who of Brighton & Hove Albion FC by the same authors
I knew this would happen. I thought it would be reasonably straightforward, choosing one programme from each season to look at. There can’t be that many highlights, can there?
Well, for a nine-year-old the answer is yes, there can.
After my first game in August 1968, I was desperate to go to The Goldstone again. Unfortunately for me, just a few weeks after this momentous event in my life, came another one for the whole family. My Dad, a PE Lecturer at the Bognor Teacher Training College, got a Fulbright Scholarship to go to America for a year, to study for a degree. We waved him off at Bognor station with lots of tears, knowing we wouldn’t see him until Christmas.
He didn’t come back for good until August 1969 and one of the first things on my agenda was to ask him when we could go to see Brighton again. The answer was 24th September, another midweek game but this time in the League Cup. Wolverhampton Wanderers were the visitors and over 32,500 people, including me and my Dad, crammed into The Goldstone. It was a thriller, with Albion leading 2-1 at half-time. Division One class told in the end and we lost 3-2. At the time, This was my first choice for the memorable programme from that season, as I didn’t think things could get much better than that.
However…………as the months drew on, I realised that we were having an amazing season. Coming into March 1970, it looked very much as though we could be promoted. I had been to a couple more games but on Good Friday we again travelled to Hove for the game against Reading, themselves chasing promotion. Another enormous Goldstone crowd of over 32,000 turned up for the game.
Albion’s manager Freddie Goodwin recognised the importance of the game in his welcome. In those days, teams played three games over the easter weekend and the Reading game was immediately followed by a trip to Halifax and then another away game on Easter Monday, at Fulham. A tough schedule and Mr Goodwin was hoping to reward the players with a trip to the Isle of Wight for a few days.
Our team was developing and winger Kit Napier and forward Alan Duffy were beginning to forge a good partnership up front. Action from the previous match shows Napier scoring the only goal in the previous game against Southport.
‘Goldstone Gossip’ started with the headline ‘The Yanks have Come’. Professional football in the USA was still in its infancy and former Eastbourne United manager Gordon Jago was one of the pioneering coaches. He was visiting Brighton with a team from Baltimore, who were due to play friendly games against teams in Sussex.
We also hear about the ‘importance of goal average’. These days of course, goal difference makes it easy to separate teams but 50 years ago, you sometimes had to get the slide rule out (ask your parents if you’re not sure what a slide rule is!). The league table at the time showed Albion at the top, but many newspapers put rivals Bristol Rovers ahead. The truth was more complicated. Our goal average was better than Rovers by 0.02 of a goal! The simpler method was introduced in 1976, thank goodness!
At that time of the year, thoughts were turning to the voting for Albion’s player of the season. The previous winner, John Napier, was in contention again, and supporters were asked to send in their votes to John Vinicombe at The Evening Argus. The award was eventually won by Stewart Henderson, a Scottish fullback signed in October 1965. In a successful season it was unusual to see a defender winning the award but Stewart was a rock-solid player who ended up with 226 appearances for us, before moving to Reading on a free transfer in 1973.
Opposite this information is the travel information for those fans wanting to go to Halifax the following day. This was in the days before both the M23 and M25, so drivers needed to navigate the Crawley by-pass and various routes through London. Compared to today’s journey, it was a shorter trip in 1970, but took much longer!
The game itself was very exciting, made more so by the 5,000 Reading fans that had made the journey. Alan Duffy scored a goal in each half and despite Reading pulling a goal back, we held on to stay top of the league. Surely we could hold on for promotion?
Unfortunately, the trip to Halifax in the early hours of the Saturday took its toll, because we lost 1-0. This was followed on Easter Monday by a 4-1 hammering at Fulham. The wheels then completely came off and we finally finished fourth. This ten-year-old was absolutely gutted at our inability to convert the great play into promotion but looking back, this was good preparation for the numerous disappointments that were to come!
Another highlight from 1969/70 was a marathon FA Cup tie against Walsall. No penalties in those days. We were drawn against The Saddlers in the second round on 6th December. The game at The Goldstone ended 1-1, with Alex Dawson scoring our goal. The replay brought the same result, after extra time. The second replay was played at Craven Cottage, home of Fulham and was yet another draw, this time 0-0. We tried again just two days later, this time at Highfield Road, Coventry City’s ground. This time, a solitary Albion goal wasn’t enough and Walsall went through with a 2-1 win. Inbetween these games we played a league game against Leyton Orient meaning that in 11 days, we played 5 times, including two lots of extra time. The good old days………
The feeling of missing out on promotion lasted for a short while, before attention turned to The World Cup in Mexico. England, of course, were the holders and I, along with the rest of the country, felt sure we would bring it home. In the same way that a run of four defeats in the last five games prepared me for a life of broken dreams as an Albion fan, the events in Mexico gave me similar feelings for the national team. The manner in which we surrendered a 2-0 lead to West Germany, Gordon Banks and his ‘tummy upset’ and not forgetting Bobby Moore’s issues with jewellery, was a sign of things to come as an English football fan.
In a strange way though, all these events helped to cement my love for the game in general, and Albion in particular. Even as a 10-year-old, I was completely captivated by the game and literally couldn’t wait for the 1970/71 season to start. The amazing thing about football is that at the start of every season, all teams are equal, despite the amount spent in the transfer market. We enter the season with hope, expectation and excitement. For most fans, that slowly dwindles as the season unfolds but the underlying love never, ever goes.
Next up is 1970/71. A new kit, new manager and (always) new hope.
Thanks as always to the treasure trove of information in the following books:
Seagulls! – The Story of Brighton & Hove Albion FC by Tim Carder and Roger Harris
Albion A-Z – A Who’s Who of Brighton & Hove Albion FC by the same authors
My last blog post celebrated the fact that it will soon be fifty years since I saw my first Brighton and Hove Albion game. That game triggered my passion for collecting football programmes, particularly those of my beloved Seagulls. Over the years my collection has grown and, following a crazy idea 10 years ago, you can see scans of my programmes at Seagulls Programmes
People often ask me about my favourite programme and I always give the same answer. It’s the one that accompanied that first game, on 28th August 1968. As well the sixteen pages in the programme, Albion also provided the Football League Review. That made 32 pages of news and information on Albion and the Football League. Looking back to that game, got me thinking about my favourite programme from each of the fifty seasons since then.
They may not be programmes from crucial games but they all mean something to me, so here goes. I’ll start with the programme that started it all off.
1968/69 v Torquay United 28 August 1968.
Obviously the place to start. The beginning of my journey that has brought joy, pain, despair and a fair bit of misery along the way.
The programme cover shows a drawing of one of the iconic Goldstone floodlight pylons, behind an image of Brighton beach that is almost unrecognisable from what is there today. The aerial photo shows the West Pier in all it’s glory, with the Palace Pier in the background. In the far distance you can see Rottingdean Cliffs, with no Marina in sight.
Inside, Manager Archie Macaulay offers a ‘cordial welcome’ to Torquay United, before talking about some of the changes he had introduced at the start of the season. He looks forward to some ‘interesting and attractive football’ as the season progresses.
The team listings are presented in a familiar Albion format, with the teams shown surrounded by adverts for some famous local products and services. Among those is an invitation to ‘kick off to a good start for a stay in Brighton’ at The Salisbury Hotel on the seafront. The Hotel is now called The Brighton Hotel but there is a link to the past, as you can dine in the Salisbury Restaurant.
Next we have an action from the previous week’s game. Albion midfielder John Templeman is shown scoring in the game against Oldham Athletic. Opposite this are the pen pictures of Torquay United. Robin Stubbs is listed as a Centre Forward, signed from Birmingham City in August 1963. Somewhat disappointingly, there is no mention of the fact that it was his complimentary tickets, given to his brother (and my Godfather) that led to me going to the game.
Elsewhere in the Torquay player details, we see an Inside Forward (Attacking Midfielder would be the modern description) by the name of Fred Binney. Born in Plymouth in 1946, Fred joined Torquay United in 1966 from non-league Launceston. His career didn’t really take off until he moved the short distance to Exeter City. After scoring 28 goals in the 1972/73 season, he became one of Brian Clough’s last signings for Albion, when he moved to The Goldstone in May 1974. He went on to play 85 times for us, scoring 44 goals.
Also in the Torquay team was a defensive partnership of John Bond and Ken Brown. They both went on to have a successful managerial career and played a part in Albion’s run to the FA Cup Final in 1983. Bond was manager at Manchester City when they were beaten in the fourth round and Brown brought his Norwich City team to Hove for the quarter-final.
‘Goldstone Gossip’ conjures up images of nuggets of behind the scenes information but the reality is nothing like that. We hear that George Dalton, recovering from a broken leg, is to present the prizes at Moulscoomb Adventure Playground, and that skipper Nobby Lawton recently appeared on Radio Brighton recently.
Nobby is featured in ‘Albion Spotlight’. He started his career at Manchester United at the time of the ‘Busby Babes’ and made 36 league appearances for United before moving to Preston North End in March 1963. He captained them in the 1964 FA Cup Final and played 143 games for the Deepdale club before Archie Macaulay brought him south to act as Albion’s ‘midfield general’. He made a total of 127 appearances for us, scoring 16 goals. He once scored an incredible 40-yard goal against Shrewsbury Town in February 1969.
The back cover of the programme advertised something that is still going strong in Hove. Greyhound Racing at Nevill Road offers ‘Bars, Buffets, Restaurant, Cocktail Lounge and All-weather comfort’.
Albion’s programme was heavy on content with a relatively small portion of the content given over to advertising. What there was, was geared almost exclusively to local companies and products. This was the same for most clubs and means that the Matchday programme provides an almost unique snapshot of life in the city at the time. From Albion’s programme we can see that there are restaurants and hotels that are still here today, along with some landmarks that are sadly no longer with us.
So, one down and 49 to go. A look at the programme from our League Cup tie with Wolverhampton Wanderers in September 1969 will be next.
Thanks for reading.
Thanks also to the absolute mine of information contained in Tim Carder’s two essential Albion books
Seagulls! – The Story of Brighton and Hove Albion FC and Albion A-Z – A Who’s Who of Brighton & Hove Albion FC