Friday 11 January 2019

Part 7 Lot of Robin goin’ on..63/64


                                                         Lot of Robin goin’ on
                                                            
                                                                    1963/64

Bristol City players checking out the Occupation Road  quagmire before the F.A.Cup Tie
1963 is best remembered for the infamous Profumo Scandal involving Christine Keeler, Mandy Rice Davies, Tory MP John Profumo and the other participants in the sordid affair which brought down the Conservative Government. Commanding the headlines was also Dr Beeching's ‘Axe’ which wiped Corby off the railway map. Then there was the JFK assassination which stunned the world.. and Corby Town hosting Bristol City in the F.A.Cup. Two weeks before the start of the football season there was the Great Train Robbery. With all these events going on it makes you wonder how one could concentrate on sorting out a football team. Tommy Hadden was one manager who faced the task and Tommy was off on his travels again during the summer months with his trusty News of the World Annual in his pocket 

First stop was Barnsley where he picked up wing half George Jagger.  George had a beard, not fashionable at the time. Only beard you saw those days was on the sailor on a packet of Players Cigarettes. Next stop on his journey was Glasgow where left winger Hugh Curran had been released by Third Lanark. Heading south again Tommy picked up former Hereford full back Davy Pollard. To round his trip off he then headed for Bedford where he signed the prolific goalscorer Arthur Hukin. Nice shopping trip you might think, don’t suppose it was like that for a minute really but it was a productive summer for Tom nonetheless. Pollard would become a huge favourite with his robust style of play, fair to say most wingers he faced cacked themselves. Arthur was a great foil for Tommy Crawley and the two of them became known to the fans, us lot anyway, as The Tommy and Arthur Show. Both sort of clumsy, scored goals anyhow or which way for fun. Arthur didn’t lack confidence, telling Tommy he’d guarantee him 30 goals this season. In fact, he was under selling himself, he scored 43! Hadden was confident going into the start of the season with his new look team and showing an element of his tactical genius, he switched Jagger and Curran with great success. George haring down the wing, beard bristling was a great sight. ‘Zigger Zagger, this is Jagger’ was a chant that resonated around Occupation Road from the fans behind the goal as he left another full back for dead. Curran with his sleeves rolled up, barrel chested, slick hairstyle could have been a rock star. Striding forward he was majestic. Formerly a youngster at Manchester United he was heading in the right direction again after his release from Third Lanark and would soon catch the attention of league scouts. Hugh eventually ended up playing for Wolves and Scotland. All thanks to Tommy Hadden
Hugh Curran

you could argue. So with all the enthusiasm and optimism flying around, we then promptly lost the first two games of the campaign against Folkestone and Canterbury! Some tinkering needed done and the next game, again against another Kent team, Deal Town saw the Steelmen return home after thrashing  The Hoops 5-1. Yes, that is their nickname. I’ll leave it there…Burton 3-0 was next before a Monday night return fixture with Canterbury that would long live in the memory. Barry Parsons was missing from the team which caused some consternation for the fans but reserve Frank Will proved an adequate replacement and had the easiest game of his career. The Steelmen won 9-0! Bobby Laverick and Hukin getting four apiece. The other was an own goal. For some reason I can still remember the City full back, a guy called Crombie, having a nightmare against the beard. Jagger ran him ragged and we laughed all night as George went past him time after time. It was the look on his face. Petrified. Laverick was another favourite, his class stood out a mile. 
By this time the fans were getting really excited and using toilet rolls as streamers every time the steelmen laid siege to the opponents goal. Dick Dighton, who would later become a Steelmen star in the 80s recalls: “We were at the Boys School and every Friday or the day before a game we would go round all the toilets in the school and nick the bog rolls. After a time suspicion grew with the caretaker who was scratching his head as to what was behind his disappearing Izals. These were the modern toilet rolls, a step up from the quartered Daily Mirror or Evening Telegraph hanging on a nail on the door in the outside toilet. And long before the more comfortable and softer Andrex. The Izal was the best. Hard as hell on your ass but great for streamers. The trick was to hold the last piece and hurl it on to the pitch or the back of the net. It did get on the club’s tits after a while and a watch was put on to get the culprits. Great fun it was.”
At the Boys School at the time was Frank McGregor, a strapping centre half, head and shoulders above everyone else, literally, he was a big lad. Frank was signed up by Manchester United. Matt Busby thought highly of him but as it turned out, he only lasted a season before after many warnings by Busby, he was released. It later emerged that Frank was ‘keeping the wrong company’, which included a young Irish guy called Georgie Best.  So the story goes.

A game that sticks in the memory was against Barry Town, how many times have I said that. This time it was all about the referee Roger Kirkpatrick. Roger was from Leicester, a squat slightly bald figure resembling Mr Pickwick a character out of a Charles Dickens novel, the Pickwick Papers. Comical he may have looked but he could run backwards faster than you could run forwards,
Roger stepping in between Liverpool's Tommy Smith and Leeds' Billy Bremner

amazing to watch. It was his enthusiasm that caused one of the most bizarre incidents Ive ever seen on a football pitch. Crouching down by the edge of the area for a Corby corner he suddenly choked, nearly keeled over and left everybody watching bemused. What had happened? Corby’s trainer wee Donald Johnson was summoned out of his dugout, hared across the pitch and found a distraught Roger choking on his pea! Well, actually he had bitten the end of his whistle off. You couldn’t make it up.
Roger recovered, a new whistle was found and the game carried on. He was destined for the top and a few years later I was witness at a game when he robbed Liverpool of the League championship at Highbury. Drawing 0-0 with the Arsenal John Toshack scored for the Reds with minutes to go. Enough to win the league. The scousers were ecstatic, until Roger blew his whistle and cancelled the goal out! He claimed Toshack was offside. The scousers went berserk, including our lot, John Wilson, Alan Clarkson, Pat Devlin, Dennis Taylor. Jeff Stewart was also at the match with his mates and recalled spying Roger on the train home afterwards. Having approached and chastising him, polite way of saying things, Roger made an escape to hide in the toilet. And the funny thing is, many years later, during the 90s, Jeff met up with Roger when Jeff was chaperoning a tour of sports people around in South Africa. And asked him if he remembered that night! I’m pleased to say there was good will and laughter all round.

This was by far the best start to a season for a long time and hopes were high of a decent cup run and reaching the first round proper for the first time in a decade. The last time was in 1954 when I was four, so it was before my time but Watford came along and knocked us out 2-0. Lockheed Leamington, nickname The Brakes, away in the 4th qualifying round had Corby fans dreaming of getting through and drawing a league team out of the hat in the first round. Had me dreaming too, so much that I booked a seat on the supporters bus even though I dreaded coach travel. Years of being sick on busses going to Wales had ingrained in me a fear of these charabancs. But, I took the bull by the horns, was on my own come to think of it, where were all my pals? And lo and behold, the relatively short trip to Leamington saw me spewing my guts up again! I recovered in time for the match and we managed to scrape through for a replay, 2-2. By the time of this, the draw had been made, Monday dinnertimes those days on the radio. essential. Another piece of magic Sky TV and the FA have managed to dispense with.

We were drawn at home to Bristol City! Wow. The Robins. They included former England
John Atyeo

international centre forward John Atyeo. I had a picture of him in a football book! Big J promised to give Barry Parsons a real test that was for sure. If we beat Leamington in the replay that was. Tension was appreciable. To make matters worse Tommy Crawley was missing with a thigh injury obtained at Leamington. Jimmy Stanley stepped in. A crowd of over 3000 turned out to see a nail biting encounter until Alex Stenhouse fired home after Laverick set him up. The jitters only intensified as Lockheed fought for an equaliser, taking their foot of the brakes you might say. Shorthose and Straw failed with only Alexander to beat and then they had a shot that crashed against the bar. I don’t remember this to be honest..I read it in the Telegraph when I was looking this up! Not long before the end a defender scored an own goal to make it 2-0 to the Steelmen and the men from the Brake manufacturing company of Lockheed were beaten. Worn down. Thats the best pun I can come up with but the final whistle was the cue for a pitch invasion which I do remember!

So to Bristol City. Cup fever hit the town big time. Programmes were printed and sold around the
pubs the week before the game, rosettes,  hundreds of them it seemed, were made and sold by some entrepreneurial wise guy. A daily bulletin of injuries and updates on City was posted in the press. One downer for the Steelmen fans was that Bobby Laverick would be missing due to suspension after being sent off a month before at Trowbridge. It was a feeling akin to when Roy Keane missed out the European Cup Final for Manchester United in 1999 under similar circumstances. Well OK might be getting carried away there but you get my drift. Laverick was an experienced former league player, saw service with Chelsea, Brighton and Everton, pure quality and to have him missing the most important Corby game for years was almost disastrous. Young Jimmy Stanley, who was having trials at Leicester City once again stood in. 

Incidently, the music being supplied by Harold Sturgess at BBS Records in the Town Centre for the Steelmen featured a whole swathe of sounds from the Merseybeat phenomenon. The Beatles were the sensations but at number one the week of the Bristol game was a record that would become iconic and the all time football anthem. Gerry and the Pacemakers with ‘You’ll Never Walk Alone’. Have to say that the faithful behind the Occupation Road goals weren’t singing this though. The repertoire which was usually led by our pal Frank Clayton included ‘Daisy daisy, give me an answer do…’ ‘Zigger zagger’ or as Frank preferred, ’this is shagger, this is shagger..’ and the old chestnut ‘A Steelman for me..’
Frank 'cheerleader Clayton pictured fourth from the right on back row of the Corby Boys School team 1963
The pitch was a typical Occupation Road quagmire. The middle resembling Skegness beach. Makes you smile nowadays wondering how some of the superstars would cope on a pitch like that.  A crowd of over 6000 crammed in, spectators even clambered up the floodlights to get a better view. When Barry Parsons led the team out, the roar deafened even the noise from the steelworks! Real cup stuff this was. The Steelmen tore into the Robins, headers from Crawley and Hukin grazed the bar before the place went wild when Tommy Crawley fired Corby into the lead. Bristol with Atyeo battering away up front, a feller called Jantzen Derrick on the wing, an England Under 23 international gathered their composure and before the half time whistle was blown, City were 2-1 up! The second half was similar to the first, Corby working tirelessly for the equaliser. Jagger, Stenhouse, Hukin, Stanley, Crawley all had efforts turned aside by Gibson in the Bristol goal. With time running out, Clark nailed it for City with the third goal two minutes from time. That was the dream over, but what an exciting game it was. Thats the magic of the F.A.Cup. Or was.
                                                         Jimmy Stanley goes close against Bristol City

After the disappointment of the cup exit, form dipped temporarily and it took until january to get things back on track in the league. Two 6-0 victories over Tunbridge Wells signalled the Steelmen were back. Disappointing for the fans though was that Hughie Curran was being tracked by a host of league clubs and it was inevitable when he left to sign for Millwall. He was converted to centre forward at The Den, moved on to Norwich and then Wolves, scoring goals everywhere and being  selected to play for Scotland in the Home Internationals. Funny the memories people have of players and one that George Bradshaw has is of Hughie Curran having a pint in the Raven the night before the Bristol City game. “Shouldn’t you be at home resting up for tomorrow?” George asked him. Curran looked at George, replied with two words and carried on with his darts match. 

Promotion was still the target and to bolster the team Tommy Hadden signed up a couple of players, wing half Brian Wright from Bedford, who would create his own bit of folklore for the Steelmen a year later, and a former Celtic forward, Jim Sharkey, who had been traipsing around England’s non league clubs before ending up at Wisbech, which is where Tommy Hadden signed him from. Jim made an impact right away, if not on the pitch, but off it. He regularly turned up for matches attired in his bowler hat! Bit of a poser but it went down well with the piss taking Corby crowd, which Jim undoubtedly loved. My memory of Jim was that he started off well, scoring twice in a 5-1 rout of Gravesend, and then got slower and slower. Like a slug in the end. Could be why he had so many
Jim Sharkey

clubs. 

The fight for promotion continued and was going well until a trip to the seaside at Clacton put a big dent into it. Around the time there was an outburst of fighting between so-called Mods and Rockers at Britain’s seaside resorts. The scooter brigade against the motorbike boys.  Clacton featured and though there was no connection with the football, there could have been a riot this night thanks to the referee. Arthur Hukin had two goals disallowed and was was then sent off by this gentleman when he thought he should have been given a penalty. In a game fractured with robust play by the hosts it was said the Clacton goalkeeper had the game of his life as his side won 2-1.
The Beatles had released their latest record ‘A Hard Days Night’ whilst Corby were striving to achieve their goal of promotion. You can assume if it was played on the radio on the return journey home this night, the players would have seen the irony.

After this, it was a deflated Steelmen that saw the season peter out. Folkestone were feted as the Champions. Corby trailed in 5th, their best effort since the early 50s. The Tommy and Arthur Show had produced some great entertainment, scoring 77 goals between them. Alex Stenhouse with his rocket shots added another 20 and Bobby Laverick chipped in with 19. 
The promotion so desired was as elusive as ever though and Tommy Hadden was determined to deliver it sooner rather than later. He would be waiting with anticipation for the News of the World Annual to come out in the summer! Bargain hunting again!

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