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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Jun 9, 2021 17:37:18 GMT
It means bringing the ball to the ground using chest, thighs or feet while retaining control and possession, generally after receiving via a pass, throw-in, goal kick and so forth from another player, or an interception from an opposing team's player. Players can do it while running and trapping the ball so it advances up the pitch and they can run onto it, but, of course, some are more skilled than others. I just remembered that Jimmy Greaves was a team captain on Sporting Triangles, ITV's answer to the BBC's A Question of Sport. He also had a short-lived chat show that I vaguely recall being supposedly set in his house. I'll try football banter: "Georgie Best would be good at that." How did I do? I've been told to mention Georgie Best if football is ever mentioned. Edited to say Ripper I'm so pleased that you replied that next time someone has to duel a vampire on my behalf you are that man. Because one of my best friends on this site seems to be Scottish, I asked a football knowing friend about the Scottish equivalent of "Georgie Best" and have been told to say "Archie Gemmel (or something like that) Wonder Goal." So I have.
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Post by ripper on Jun 9, 2021 19:14:05 GMT
I'll try football banter: "Georgie Best would be good at that." How did I do? I've been told to mention Georgie Best if football is ever mentioned. Edited to say Ripper I'm so pleased that you replied that next time someone has to duel a vampire on my behalf you are that man. Because one of my best friends on this site seems to be Scottish, I asked a football knowing friend about the Scottish equivalent of "Georgie Best" and have been told to say "Archie Gemmel (or something like that) Wonder Goal." So I have. You have done very well indeed, Princess. Both Georgie and Archie were excellent footballers, with the former being perhaps the most famous home-grown player of the late 60s and into the 70s. He was regularly associated with glamorous women, including Miss World. Good-looking, charismatic and always dressed in fashion, there were constantly stories about him in the papers. Sadly, he drank to excess, and, of course, the media gleefully reported all of his binges and bust-ups. He was a popular guest on chat shows, though, as with Oliver Reed, another fellow who liked a tipple, I think he was often invited in the hope that he would say or do something controversial. Archie was a little terrier of a player. Not as charismatic as Best, he scored one of the most famous goals in Scottish football against Netherlands in the 1978 World Cup in Argentina, which I presume is the wonder goal your friend meant. He was integral to the Derby County and Nottingham Forest teams of the 70s, though he was sadly dropped for the '79 European Cup final. Both would walk into any Premier League team today imo, and as a proud England supporter, I would happily have had both in the England team if they would have been eligible. Best, playing for Northern Ireland, never got the chance to play at a World Cup and show his skills at the highest level.
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Post by dem bones on Jun 10, 2021 7:10:10 GMT
I'll try football banter: "Georgie Best would be good at that." How did I do? I've been told to mention Georgie Best if football is ever mentioned. Edited to say Ripper I'm so pleased that you replied that next time someone has to duel a vampire on my behalf you are that man. Because one of my best friends on this site seems to be Scottish, I asked a football knowing friend about the Scottish equivalent of "Georgie Best" and have been told to say "Archie Gemmel (or something like that) Wonder Goal." So I have. Surely my eyes deceive me? A girl ā talking about football? It's like something out of a cheap science fiction paperback! What will they think of next?
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Jun 10, 2021 11:31:55 GMT
Surely my eyes deceive me? A girl ā talking about football? It's like something out of a cheap science fiction paperback! What will they think of next? It's equality of the sexes in action. Also I'm very daring. I once listened as someone read allowed from Oscar Wilde by torchlight in the convent dormitory, when the nuns weren't around and thought we were sleeping! I've also tried soccar, or as we call it "the game of thugs." Here is a drawing, done by my best friend Euphemia "Effie" D'Lancelot-FitzGotha, of me in "soccar whites" kicking a bladder: Edited to remove reference to male titillation.
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Post by dem bones on Jun 10, 2021 12:34:05 GMT
Its "political correctness" gone mad!
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Jun 10, 2021 12:51:31 GMT
Natuarally other sports were available in the convent. As a princess I was head of the fencing team. Which comprised: Princess Anastasia Dionysia Rasputina BĆ”thory DrÄculeČti de Berry Tuvstarr. Lady Euphemia "Effie" D'Lancelot-FitzGotha Audrey fforbes-Hamilton (Last name added for helrunar's benefit) We were awfully good. Here is a photo of me in my fencing whites:
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Jun 10, 2021 12:53:02 GMT
Its "political correctness" gone mad! Sexist porker (too polite to say pig).
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Jun 10, 2021 13:37:39 GMT
Life was very sheltered in the convent. The only other sports we were allowed to watch were croquet, polo, and draughts. And bare-knuckle boxing.
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Post by helrunar on Jun 10, 2021 14:07:41 GMT
Princess, your convent wasn't called St Trinian's by any chance, was it? It sounds... colorful.
I'm glad these healthy young women were encouraged to exercise their natural female vitality in such wholesome activities.
cheers, Hel
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Post by dem bones on Jun 10, 2021 14:28:26 GMT
Richard Sanders - Beastly Fury: The Strange Birth of British Football (Bantam, 2009) It's equality of the sexes in action. Also I'm very daring. I once listened as someone read allowed from Oscar Wilde by torchlight in the convent dormitory, when the nuns weren't around and thought we were sleeping! I've also tried soccar, or as we call it "the game of thugs." Here is a drawing, done by my best friend Euphemia "Effie" D'Lancelot-FitzGotha, of me in "soccar whites" kicking a bladder: Ms. D'Lancelot-FitzGotha's illustration is reproduced in Richard Sanders' Beastly Fury, with the caption; "The British ladies in action at Crouch End, March 1895. 'Few of the girls seemed even to know the rudiments of the game' sneered the Pall Mall Gazette. Their matches provoked violent scenes in some places." The following year, A British ladies team, organised by Mrs. Graham, undertook a Scottish tour. To quote the author: .... One of the first games was against a junior men's side at Irvine at the end of May. Their opponents had a mocking attitude, according to the Irvine Herald, and would run up to the women with the ball at their feet and laugh in their faces. Whether intentionally or not, Mrs Graham was given a black eye; then, in scenes reminiscent of Glasgow and Manchester in 1881, there was a pitch invasion. The women were 'hustled' and they had to 'kick their way' to the clubhouse, according to press reports.
Worse was to follow a few days later at Saracen Park in Glasgow. Here the women were attacked by a large stone-throwing mob as they made their way back to their hotel after the game. The windows of their cab were smashed and poor Mrs. Graham, attempting to shelter one of her team-mates, received nasty cuts to the hands and was stunned by a blow to the head. In a letter to the Glasgow Evening Citizen on 1 June one of the women blamed the groundsman for opening the gates shortly before the end of the game, 'letting in the rabble gathered presumably from the slums . . . I may mention that Eastern [Scotland] crowds are no disgrace to civilisation like the Glasgow half-breeds, Scottish as they are.'"
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Post by ripper on Jun 10, 2021 14:32:16 GMT
Life was very sheltered in the convent. The only other sports we were allowed to watch were croquet, polo, and draughts. And bare-knuckle boxing. I'm shocked at the draughts. Surely a bit too racy for genteel young ladies? And we all know that draughts is on the slippery slope to such horrendous vices as chess and (gasp) noughts and crosses.
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Jun 10, 2021 14:33:47 GMT
Such violence belongs on a hockey pitch, not soccar. Shocking!
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Jun 10, 2021 14:42:55 GMT
I'm shocked at the draughts. Surely a bit too racy for genteel young ladies? And we all know that draughts is on the slippery slope to such horrendous vices as chess and (gasp) noughts and crosses. Chess was a big No No, it was thought it might cause brain swelling in young ladies, as there was no room for all that extra mental activity. (That's not far from what was believed, unfortunately)
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Post by dem bones on Jun 10, 2021 14:56:42 GMT
Such violence belongs on a hockey pitch, not soccar. Shocking! The chapter is titled A Most Unfeminine Exhibition and the violence and sheer loathing shown toward the players is indeed "shocking." Those few articles and two books I've read on women's football in Britain skim over the late Victorian era and concentrate on the popular munitions factory teams of WWII, most notably the Dick Kerr Ladies who played to massive crowds and were seemingly well received wherever they played - except by the FA, who felt their popularity posed too much of a threat to the men's game and promptly banned them for fifty-plus years!
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Jun 10, 2021 15:03:54 GMT
Such violence belongs on a hockey pitch, not soccar. Shocking! The chapter is titled A Most Unfeminine Exhibition and the violence and sheer loathing shown toward the players is indeed "shocking." Those few articles and two books I've read on women's football in Britain skim over the late Victorian era and concentrate on the popular munitions factory teams of WWII, most notably the Dick Kerr Ladies who played to massive crowds and were seemingly well received wherever they played - except by the FA, who felt their popularity posed too much of a threat to the men's game and promptly banned them for fifty-plus years! Yes. I read they got very big crowds, and that was one of the reasons they were banned. I thought it was in the '30s, but looking I see it was just after the Great War. Such a shame.
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