Showing posts with label football. Show all posts
Showing posts with label football. Show all posts

Thursday, 17 November 2016

Never Meet Your Heroes - You'll Only Be Dissapointed.

Geoff Hurst holding the World Cup
I always remember my Dad saying; ‘Never Meet Your Heroes, You’ll Only Be Disappointed.’ Well this was so for me in 1970 or 1971 when I was a kid of nine or ten. I lived in Poplar, East London. Almost everyone around the district was a West Ham fan. 

Of course, West Ham had three main England players of the 1966 World Cup winning squad. Bobby Moore, Geoff Hurst and Martin Peters. To be fair, I think Martin Peters had just transferred to Spurs, so he was a former West Ham man.


Word came about that Geoff Hurst, who scored a hat-trick for England in the World Cup final, was coming to a local public house to knock over a pile of pennies. This was for a charity, though I do not know what one it was. It was a mid-week night and we kids all went to the pub and waited outside for the grand hat trick scoring England man to arrive.

When he did pull up outside the pub we all eagerly gathered around to look at our real life English hero. He never said a word to any of us. He just parked up and went inside while we all looked on disappointed. I suppose we expected him to say a few things before going into the pub.

Then after a short time we were allowed in, one at a time, to get an autograph off of this football star who seemed bored with all us snotty nose little hero worshipers. He went through the chore and we got a quick and silent autograph then ushered off of the premises. As I went out the door, I felt exceptionally let down. As kids we all expected him to say a few words. It was as though we were irritations – little unwanted pests. I remember walking back with my friends and we all agreed that Geoff Hurst was a bit of a let-down. Even today, when I see him on TV doing a rare interview, I look away.


I’m glad England won that day and I think Geoff Hurst and his team played well. However, the disappointment of meeting him as a flea or a minor inconvenience sticks with me to this day. If I saw him walking along the street, I would cross the road to avoid the man. I do not regard him as a gallant English hero anymore. Not since that day.

Sunday, 2 November 2014

Southend United Vs Manchester United 'Freddy Eastwood's goal'








Southend United's magnificent goal against Manchester United. David slaying Goliath. It was during the League Cup competition one week night when the famous Manchester United visited Southend's humble home ground. 

At the time Southend had a young striker called Freddie Eastwood. This young striker was beginning to make a name for himself, but that night he carved his reputation in rock with a wonder goal that knocked the high flying Premier and European football side out of the League Cup competition.


Sunday, 17 August 2014

Southend United can do it this Season.




Good old Southend Geezers all the way. Can we get out of Division 2 and begin the climb? They've got six points which is a good start. However, there is a long way to go yet. Good luck - all Southenders are cheering you on.  :)


Southend United Get Another 3 Points.




Dashed well done Southend United. I live in March, Cambridgeshire now, but I still love to see the shrimpers win. Great start and hope you guys keep it going.

Monday, 10 June 2013

Michael Ballack Leaves Football.





Michael Ballack: a nearly man or an undisputed midfield genius?

The former Chelsea and Germany midfielder says farewell to football in Leipzig on Wednesday – but what will his legacy be?

I think the above newspaper caption leaves exaggerated margins in either direction. However, the direction ending in 'nearly man' is so very wrong and deserves scant respect, for Michael Ballack was, is, and remains a much more deserving footballer than silly cliches like this.

He was a great player - genius is used too often for many players, so no. However, many footballers can be called nearly men, but again, he was light years then this. He was certainly top bracket among midfield players and did great service for his country Germany too. As a Chelsea player he was splendid, as he was for other clubs too.

He was good enough to play in the top clubs of the world and an International for one of the world's most successful football nations. I would assume that any footballer's legacy speaks for itself on such unquestionable merit.