Great point about the substitutions. {Though our Yank no.12 spent most of the time on the pitch in those quiet sectors far from the ball, and the one time it came to him near the end, in front of the Meuse-Aragonne stand, he almost put it through his own net.}Originally Posted by Peter
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven
Great substitutions, too. Took off the tiring Russians and brought on the Americans. Fresh legs
My great grandfather was shot in Basra in 1916. Shipped home to blighty.
I do think WW2 was a better watch for the neutrals. Real end to end stuff, like a classic cup tie.
You don't know if your great grand-dad was treated on a ship at Basra, do you?
One of my best mates in Delhi was my chemist. Late middle aged Brahmin gent {who also got us Ket.} His family had had the chemist since British times. His granddad was a doctor on a RN ship at Basra '16.
Matey said that his granddad agreed to join thinking all Brits were like the white Delhi elite. He was horrified to find all these squaddies he patched up were the most vulgar chavs and other assorted plebs. Lost his faith in the empire there and then, apparently.
Strange that we both have this personal connection but I guess the war was so big it would be stranger if we didn't for somewhere.
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