Looking at that programme brought back afew memories for me. The third round game against Arsenal was one I went to because my uncle was the referee. Even better than that, after the game I was waiting for him outside the changing rooms and along came Bill Nicolson who spoke to me saying something like "Are you ok smiler?". Magic memory:razz:
We've seen the pictures of the current Christmas party. It was all a bit different once...
Christmas with Spurs 1960s style...
Back in the glory glory years, Tottenham club chairman Fred Bearman (second left below) and his fellow directors knew how to throw a party.
And the money they saved by having their Christmas do in the boardroom, rather than one of those flashy West End establishments, was spent on more frivolous things, like comedy hats, suggestively shaped balloons and - hang the expense - paper chains.
Interesting reading about the tour of Germany just prior to the outbreak of war in 1914:
"Many German people had no idea what "playing the game" meant. Once the team were stoned and Joyce had his head cut open by an umbrella."
Can you imagine the uproar if that happened to today's pampered professionals?
So many things in the game have changed though, haven't they.
I remember a ref attempting to send Bobby Smith off in one game back in the 60s - only Bobby wouldn't go and the ref was given a good idea(peppered with expletives) of what might happen to him after the game in the dressing room if he persisted with the sending off.
Bobby stayed on the pitch for the full 90 minutes.
Wow... Great photo. Taken from St Francis De Sales church. I had my holy communion and my confirmation in that church... said goodbye to too many friends in the same place... and seen a few married in there! And I'm still a kid!