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John McCormick writes: I can only remember one game against Fulham, and that was at Craven Cottage, where, like Pete Sixsmith, I enjoyed a walk through the park and a stand that overlooked the river.

Other than that, my mind is its usual blank. Was I at this match (indeed, any home games v Fulham between 1964 and 1974?) I really don’t know, possibly because it was a totally forgettable game. No matter, Saturday’s visit allows Pete and his prodigious memory to provide yet another trip to Roker, where some memorable players graced the sacred turf.

Roker Park on a damp Saturday in October 1964; we have no manager, the team being picked by a “selection committee” comprised of senior board members (who knew lots about running a laundry or a building company or a fish and chip empire but b****** all about football) and Arthur Wright, the first team trainer.

The start to our first season back where we thought we belonged had not been brilliant. We were sitting one place above the relegation places, had stopped scoring goals and had started the season with a 15 year old in goal. Three weeks prior to this, half of County Durham (as then was) had decamped to Blackpool to see the illuminations and to hope that Sunderland’s season could begin to light up at Bloomfield Road. We lost 3-1. A week prior to this, we returned to Old Trafford, the scene of the first game in that epic FA Cup treble That had ended 3-3, after we led 3-1 with minutes left. Seven months later, we went down to a single goal scored by David Herd towards the end of the game. We weren’t a bad side, we just seemed to lack any real direction – words that have been used many times since.

So, when Fulham pitched up at Roker on October 17th, a home win was required – just like it is 53 years later. They were in a similar position to us (we would finish 15th, they would end up 20th – remember, there were 22 clubs in the old First Division) and were beginning a period of decline after a solid spell as a top level side.

Hill and Trinder

They were managed by Bedford Jezzard ( sounds like the name a car company would use for a pick-up truck ) and were captained by Johnny Haynes, a former England captain and reputedly, the first £100 a week English footballer. The money came partly from the wealth of their chairman, the comedian Tommy Trinder. Trinder was the archetypal Cockney comic – loud, brash and much loved by the Royal Family, who have always had a tin ear when it comes to comedy. He was a huge star in variety, made a number of films (“The Foreman Went To France” was a decent one and was scripted by J.B. Priestly) and made the switch to television in the 50’s. He was the first host of ATV’s Sunday Night At The London Palladium, charming the viewers with his catchphrases “You lucky people” and “Trinder’s the name, laughter is the game.”

He had a lifelong love of Fulham, mentioned them whenever he could and made a middling West London club into a household name during the 17 years he was Chairman, watching them rise to the top division, slip back to the second and get to an FA Cup Final in 1975 with a team that contained two former England captains in Alan Mullery and Bobby Moore.

Whether he was at Roker that day, sharing quips with Syd Collings and chums in the Directors Box, is unknown. If he was, he sat through a miserable afternoon as neither side could manage a goal and I can remember absolutely nothing about the afternoon.

We lined up like this;

Sandy McLaughlan; Cec Irwin, Len Ashurst; Martin Harvey, Charlie Hurley, Dave Elliott; Tommy Mitchinson, George Herd, Nicky Sharkey, Johnnie Crossan, George Mulhall

Fulham’s team was;

Tony Macedo; George Cohen, Jim Langley; Bobby Robson, Bobby Keetch, Stan Brown; Graham Leggat, Maurice Cook, Rodney Marsh, Johnny Haynes, Pat O’Connell.

There are some interesting figures in that team. Tony Macedo was a genuine exotic in the days when nearly all players were from the four home nations plus Eire. Macedo was from Gibraltar and was a spectacular keeper in an era when showy was seen as suspect. He thrilled the crowds, made mistakes and became a genuine Fulham legend.
George Cohen went on to play in the World Cup Final 20 months later and Jim Langley was an attacking full back before Terry Cooper and his ilk. Small, balding and quick, he starred for QPR in their League Cup win three years on – as did Rodney Marsh, recipient of the best song I ever heard at Roker Park.

Martin Harvey

Bobby Keetch

Bobby Robson was welcomed back as a favourite son of the North East although a far inferior player to his opposite number on the Sunderland side, the imperious Martin Harvey, and he played alongside Bobby Keetch, whose Wikipedia page describes him as “quite a man about town.” When Keetch died in 1996, Fulham were so skint that their pantomime villain Chairman, one Jimmy Hill, said that they could not afford to send a wreath. One did turn up.

This was the year that M Salut and I had our first season tickets. We chose the Main Stand Paddock and a 21 game pass cost the princely sum of 6 guineas – £ 6.6s.0d. for common folk like what we was – which equates to £6.30 now, which would get you a programme and a pie now.


I was in Year 3 at Bishop Auckland Grammar School, Colin may well have been on the road to junior paper clip executive in the offices of British Rail Shildon. The ticket was my Christmas present for 1964, although I am pretty sure that I would have got a copy of The Boys Book of Soccer (I did; I have just spied it on the bookshelf). I was also taken down to Doggarts and was allowed to choose a pair of side fastening shoes which were neither winkle pickers nor chisel toed. Like many in South West Durham, Doggarts Club provided most of the presents and a good proportion of school clothes for the rest of the year.

I have mixed feelings about The Cottagers. I quite like elements of them (lovely walk to the ground, interesting stand, great riverside location) but they can irritate (they have clappers, dreadful away support, too bloody nice) and I hope that the small number who arrive at the SoL on Saturday are sulking in their drinks on the Grand Central on the way home on Saturday night. I shall be ho, ho, hoing……


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  1. Wrinkly Pete December 15, 2017 at 9:14 am #

    “The Boys Book of Soccer”. Hmmph! I am trying to raise the literary profile of this site with the likes of Dickens and what do we get??

    Loved it. You were obviously adored to be allowed a choice of shoes!!

  2. Malcolm Armsteen December 15, 2017 at 7:29 pm #

    I used to go to Fulham in the seventies to see Rodney Marsh and George Best play. Stopped for a pint in the Vaults on the north side of Putney Bridge (served by a pupil) and then walked up to the ground. Civilised in the days before Al Fayed… Always good to see the ball hoofed into the Thames, too.

  3. malcolm December 16, 2017 at 1:03 am #

    The first time I went to Craven Cottage would have been in 1972 when I was at College at the City of London Poly. My abiding memory is how different it was to walking to Roker Park and Sid James’s, which are the two grounds I could get to regularly on the bus from Hetton.

    Most of all, I remember the quiet. The streets leading up to the ground were dead, comprising surburban semis with well tended gardens. It was like walking by the posh houses round the back of the Comrades Club on a Sunday afternoon. No atmosphere, no hot dog or programme sellers until I could see the entrance. I expect it’ll be like that tomorrow walking up to the SOL.

    Can’t remember what the game was because I was using my grant money visiting the London grounds and comparing Youngs bitter with Fullers. Who needed text books? I could never get on with light and bitter which seemed to be the favoured tipple of your typical Londoner.

    I must have seen Fulham a good few times at home but unless I look up a few games, just like John Mac, there aren’t any leaping out to the forefront of my memory. I seem to recall seeing Kieron Richardson play for them. Might have seen Bally too but I think that was at Craven Cottage. When I realise how little I remember of so many games I’ve been to, I start to wonder whether or not I should have spent my hard earned dosh doing something else. Morris dancing perhaps.

  4. Geoff Bethell December 17, 2017 at 12:22 am #

    The first time I ever visited Craven Cottage was to see a game against us in the 1964-65 season. We lost 1-0 to a goal by Maurice Cook. In fact we lost all 4 Craven Cottage games during that 1964-1970 period of our Division-1 status.

    Sat. 27th February 1965
    Att: 16,681

    Fulham: Tony Macedo, George Cohen, Jimmy Langley, Bobby Robson, Bobby Keetch, Stan Brown, John Key, Rodney Marsh, Maurice Cook, Johnny Haynes, Reg Stratton.

    Fulham seemed to be missing a few players – Alan Mullery (maybe his long-term pelvic strain?) and Graham Leggatt seem obvious absentees but there’s a couple of other holes – one at left wing and the others in the half back line. I must say too I don’t recall Rodney Marsh playing for them even though he’s on the teamsheet.

    Sunderland fielded: McLaughlan, Parke, Black, Harvey, Hurley, McNab, Hellawell, Hood, Sharkey, Herd, Mulhall – and it seems the losses of Irwin & Ashurst for the game didn’t improve matters.

    From memory I saw just one game at The Cottage that didn’t involve us – but it was a very memorable one. This was against Liverpool in 1965/66 in which Fulham won 2-0 (Steve Earle 2) but gave Liverpool “a hell of a beating” – especially in the first half. The Fulham team (from a site I don’t trust) was:

    Jack McClelland, George Cohen, Brian Nichols, Bobby Robson, John Dempsey, Stan Brown, Graham Leggat, Mark Pearson, Steve Earle, Johnny Haynes, Les Barrett.

    Liverpool fielded the the following star-studded line-up: Tommy Lawrence, Chris Lawler, Gerry Byrne, Gordon Milne, Ron Yeats, Willie Stevenson, Ian Callaghan, Tommy Smith, Ian St. John, Roger Hunt, Peter Thompson.

    At the end of that season Liverpool finished as champions and Fulham missed relegation by just one spot. Amazing.

  5. Doug December 17, 2017 at 12:56 am #

    Home game. Not sure when. Probably 1960 ish with Jimmy Hill at inside forward being presciently booed.
    And then Marangoni’s goal at Craven Cottage [we don’tt score goals like that!]
    But when the new star gets four, and we read the scoreline, he still won’t look like [the young] Henry Fonda – easy test for the literati.

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