Yes its amazing how every club goes through its good and bad times Animal.
Notts Forest ehh winning the original European cup twice in a row, and Blackburn and Leicester winning the Premier league (the much more greedy modern day version of the original First Division).
I was chatting with your Grumpy Rotherham mate earlier lol, about our terrible time of it in 2002. When we followed relegation with administration of course and goodness me those were dark depressing days. The fact that Peter Doyle became our saviour at the end of November 2002, wow it makes you go cold dun't it the more you think about it.
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We're you still at the Club when we bought Welsh International Striker !! Ian Walsh ? He was very similar to Neil Warnock in the way of selling items , he also did sell sheepskin Coats ! £40 expensive at the time but around £100 cheaper than those from a shop, I bought one #### first time worn in bad weather , let it dry out , all the glue sticking the lining together came through the suede , my dog liked it though ,, it was put in his basket for him to sleep on ★ Peter Casken eventually managed to get my money back , Moral of this story " don't be ever taken in by the Welsh !!
I allus used to see Peter Casken in queue at Shaw's chipoyle, Station Rd, ivvery Setdi just after 12-00 Midday. It's a small world.
He allus got, "Wun bart", a term which regulars used to order a fish fried without batter--the healthy option. Sum sharted it on reaching the dooaroyle as it had to be pre-ordered but Peter always went in to the wrapping area and quietly and politely asked for it.
I remember once a Grandad was queuing with his grandaughter, abart 9 year old and clearly a posh southerner from overhearing her previous conversation. An old Doduth miner sharted. "Wun bart luv" from the dooaroyle and, after a few seconds the girl said, "Grandpapaar, What did that man say ?" causing much mirth in the queue
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A true gentleman Peter Casken , and very knowledgeable especially regarding Football , him and Harold Rushforth we're unsung heroes , they brought a lot of talent through with their training and coaching with Barnsley & District Boys, Can tha still get " wun bart nar " SB ? Purrus wuninn wiart luv , warranutha shart frumpt dooroyle ,
Doduth is nar a Tory stronghold being in the constituency of that Pen istone/ Stocksbridge Tory lass. Since Shaws chipoyle move to the old Gate Fisheries there has been a subtle trend to the customers becoming mooar and mooar middle class, thrusting, mid 30's types, drawing up in oversized cars..
It's a joy to hear a beautiful, warm Barnsley accent as they become less widespread.
Summat's not reyt when "Wun bart"/ "Purrus wunnin wiart" starts to dee art.
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Harold Rushforth was manager of U11's when I played with Barnsley Boys, Peter Casken was there too. I think Maurice Firth came on the scene later on, I think he lived in Barugh Green or Higham.
When I got to U14 and U15 level the coaches were Roger Whiteley who sadly died in a car accident assisted by Norman Crosby. I later went on to play cricket with Norman who sadly sustained a serious leg injury in the same accident as Roger. Norman now lives in Australia, he came back for a cricket reunion a few years ago. He hadnt changed, he still had the geordie accent.
They all did a good job for Barnsley kids and gave us a chance of playing representative football. One of the best experiences of my sporting life
Nudger,it doesn’t matter how much money the owners have they can’t go out and spend millions on players because of the Football League rules.They can’t spend more than the club brings in by gate receipts and player sales,otherwise they will end up like Derby County and Sheffield Wednesday with points deduction.So having multi-millionaire owners doesn’t mean much at all.
Maurice Firth , another highly respected Gentleman , I think he was a teacher at Racecommon Rd School , he took around 40/45 of us wanabi footballers for trials at Burnley , each player was given around 10/15 mins , we" Burnley" were playing Preston , odd coming from the White Rose County , it was a disaster , nobody had enough time to even slightly impress , Hearing reports after , only one player " looked magical and dictating play" a certain Bryan Flynn , many of us were deemed not good enough and rightly/sadly so , he and a few others were world's apart from the Lads that played on New Street car park and the cricket field in Locke Park,, only vaguely remember them other Coaches Eths , great to be part of how things were , I never got to represent my home Town Football wise , which was disappointing , a few of my mates went on to be good player's and one International Stardom , I did play and represent Barnsley at Golf and Subbeuteo, an honor in many ways to me personally ♥