Monday, June 12, 2023


2023-06-13 19:29:17

Once again Grant you’ve captured the moment. I grew up in Coventry, England. The local paper the Coventry Evening Telagraph had two editions on a Saturday. The regular Telegragh coming out at the normal late afternoon so that one could sit down in your favourite and catch up with the news after dinner. Then there was the Pink edition, yes it was Pink. It was the era when sport wasn’t governed by the moneybag dictators of television. All football games started at 3 pm on a Saturday , professional or amateur it didn’t matter and finished at 4.40. Ten minutes for a cup of tea at half time and that was it. The Pink was being sold and delivered literally an hour later. From the games in stadiums all over the country to the those in the local parks. The paper was scanned for not only the star players but whether you in a local game had made the news. That was journalism and service from the elite journalists sat in the comfort of a grandstand to the schoolboy part time journalist stood on the side of a muddy field in the pouring rain rushing off at the end to a phone box to phone in his report. Now that was real dedication to the art of journalism, a long forgotten profession.

2023-06-13 19:50:08

Thanks for sharing. What a great memory and what a great time!


2023-06-13 19:08:52

2023-06-12 14:09:04

Oops - if it WASN'T for three things ...

2023-06-12 14:07:48

Local sports and local shows (like Kids Bids, Popcorn Playhouse and such) may have survived the entry of the Internet and social media if it was for three things:

2023-06-12 10:31:11

In our family - Al McCann and Ernie were like next door neighbours - Kevin Karius is like the Maytag Repairman of local sport’s personalities in town