https://d29k3dcgpah9r8.cloudfront.ne...293629cabd_500
Some nice ole pix here, including pre-deco Highbury and the Manor Ground:
https://londonist.com/london/history...tball-stadiums
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Some nice ole pix here, including pre-deco Highbury and the Manor Ground:
https://londonist.com/london/history...tball-stadiums
Fairly wild on the terraces back then, when you think about it.
It was simply, normal, at the time.
At least when the fighting was pushed back out on the streets you could eat your pasty/pie with only half a worry it would be knocked out of your hand, when previously it would 100% happen.
But of course society was much more violent in general. It's unimaginable now that you could get beaten up in the street for liking the wrong type of music. Or just walking into the environs of a skinhead. :hehe:
Today's nancyboy snowflakes wouldn't last 5 minutes on the streets of 1970s London.
Oh no, that stuff was fascinating. Jennings rolled the ball to Rice. It went square to O'Leary, then across to Young, who moved it over to NNelson. He passed infield to Young, who gave it to O'Leary, who passed it back to Jennings. Jennings picked it up, bounced it several times, then ****ed it up in the air. Stapleton nodded it on to... their centre half, who ****ed it back into our half, where it was retrived by O'Leary who passed it back to Jennings. He rolled it out to Rice... zzzzzzzzzzzz
I always liked the way at West Ham when it kicked off there'd be a huge cheer and all the coppers would come trooping out of that building in the south-west corner of the ground amid jeering, mockery and the singing of the Laurel & Hardy theme tune. Eventually, some scrote would be seen being dragged out of the ground in front of the south terrace while everyone sang 'LOYAL SUPPORTER!'
There was a certain amount of pantomime to it.
Yes, although I saw this the other day and thought there might be some hope for us.
https://twitter.com/MattTurner4L/sta...76962248671232
It was more than a rule change, it virtually made it a different game. It's almost impossible to watch a game from before 1990 these days. Even the two-nil at Anfield you watch it and think 'Fùck me, this is awful'. The violence of the tackling is the most entertaining thing about large stretches of the game.
Also, how did anyone concede goals if they didn't want to? If you were one up with ten minutes to go, you could literally just keep passing it between the defenders and the goalkeeper. The only thing to stop you was a sense of shame or embarrassment.