Hello fight fans.
You know, too often we get dragged into what has become a modern footballing maelstrom and sometimes …forget to take a few minutes to right the balance of our temperance.
Do wot H?
Which in the old money is how about we all calm down a little and remember what it is about this Tottingham lark we actually enjoy. Hopefully the following pages will do the trick. They worked wonders for me. A debt of gratitude to the good and noble folk at The Football Archivist.
All you have to do is click on the image below and …relax.
If the ref’s cock up in future, they should be made to wear the 1913’s attaire complete with dicky bow.
The pic on one of em with the Fulham full back pre season training…heading a ball back then….Tough gig. He didn’t look like he was enjoying his pre season.
Picture #3, Albert “Darky” Page. That’s my Grandfather. Sadly left us in 1995.
For more about Albert Page, visit http://www.gloryglorytottenhamhotspur.com/albert.htm
Thanks for sharing. I’d be proud too.
JG might as well have had the book upside down, the Italians must have been stupid to let him go, and why didn’t Miller decapitate the Scottish scrote, it could have saved a lot of angst for us now.
Times were a lot simpler then, foreigners were Irish, Scottish or Welsh, there were no agents and the only live tv was the cup final, there was no internet, therefore no news or ITK’s and we were one of the big five – sounds pretty good eh?
The trouble is I care even more now than then, it is a virus that can only be cured by death.
Take a look at the Arsenal guy sniffing smelling salts and tell me whet the two blokes standing behind him are doing.
Some things never change at the Arse.
Sure its smelling salts? Thought it might of been amyl nitrate!