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Originally Posted by Lighthouse

Can you put together a team with the same name (international variations permitting)? I've been wrestling with a few lists, haven't got an XI yet though. The best I've got is 7 Daniels and 6 Michaels.

 

Chris - Baird, Makin, Marsden, Perry, Lucketti

Paul - Telfer, Williams, Jones, Wotton, Smith

Alan - Blayney, Shearer, Bennett, Ball,Tankard

Alex - Ostlund, OC, Pearce

Dean - Hammond, Richards

Michael - Channon, Svensson, Mills, Antonio, Nilsson, Adams

Daniel - Harding, Seaborne, Butterfield, Guthrie, Petrescu, N'Guessan, Higginbotham

Joseph/Jo -Mills, Tessem

David - Connolly, Beasant, Peach, Prutton, McGoldrickWalker,

Matthew - Oakley, Le Tissier, Patterson, Mills

Jason - Puncheon, Euell, Dodd

John - Viafara, Forte, Sydenham, McGrath,Burridge

Steven - Crainey, Mills, Moran, Williams

Andrew - Surman, Davies, Kanchelskis

Kevin - Davies, Phillips, Keegan

Peter - Madsen, Shilton, Crouch, Rodrigues, Osgood

Lee - Todd, Holmes, Barnard, Molyneux

James - Beattie, Magilton, Case, McCalliog, White Gabriel

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I've got myself an interview with Brian O'Neil!

 

Now, given I was born in 1989, his playing days were a bit before my time. So, does anyone have any questions they want me to ask him?

 

Thanks for your help Duncan, very much appreciated.

 

You should have an "interesting" time with Brian.

 

Going back to the original post - song titles anyone

I have just found we had a C Moon who played 1 game in 1909-10.

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While waiting for our next signing I started to contemplate some players from yesteryear!

 

 

 

 

Anyone remember any other interesting surnames?

 

Duncan ... how could you forget the fun times about late 60s when we had a pair of wingers named Tom and Gerry!

 

Dear old Ted must have had a sense of humour ....

 

* Jenkins and O'Brien BTW

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Duncan ... how could you forget the fun times about late 60s when we had a pair of wingers named Tom and Gerry!

 

Dear old Ted must have had a sense of humour ....

 

* Jenkins and O'Brien BTW

 

How could I forget Gerry, I used to drink with him in the Fitzhugh. He was down here for the 2006 reunion.

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To relieve the tedium (possibly), your post has prompted me to plan a sumptuous celebration of our 125 year history, featuring many of your own "stars" and a few of my own:

 

Forsythe, Sir Knight what might thee partake on this celebratory occasionne? Some game Hare or Venison? Or prefer thee of fish or fowl? Pike or Crabbe caught welle by our Master Fisher? Thyne Kite has taken some goode Birds and a Drake may score well with thyne guests, although they may incline toward the dark meates of Bullock or the Chamberlain’s Ox lade out yonder, well-Beattie flat with an Mallett, simplie to cut with a sharpe Steele. Else perhaps mutton gently shorne by thyne own Shearer in advance of terminal butcherie undertaken by that bottle-tossing serf Hurlock, and much cutte about and set in Master Chivers Damme Jelle. Perhaps many will fav’r Master Syden’s ham, set out cut thinne on the left ‘ere.

 

Will the blessinge and splashinges of holy water at the Fonte onto morsels of our repast be donne by our spiritual visitors the Dean and Bishop, or will our King and his Prince (alias King Richard’s Son) care to dismisse such religiousity not of a Sundae? Hesitate that I saye it should be a Godfrey celebration.

 

I heare from your kitchens belowe that the Paine-Aux-Raisins deliver’ed by our Norman French player who supplyes this eve’s displaye of Ball juggling aided by an auld jesting Traynor from across the Irish sea are to be preferred to the cook’s own bad Hollowbreads themselves with their Burnsides all blackened.

 

For the distraction of all we have the acquiescence of a younge ladde going by the name of Nicola to performe as a Cortesean (lightly-dress’d) on vertical poles cut from your own Forrest following deliverie of the platters to those seated at the long table.

 

Perchance after the feast our erstwhile Lord Reader has it in mind to deliver a speeche from Myster Chaucer’s Canterburye Tayles, The Reeves own storie I believe, following whych he is designed on retiring to bed for his Knapp (severall tankards, nay Cases of Worthington’s finest ale to take their full effecte). I have advised him to entertayne us well else the Bates and jibes from the Earls will greatly offende his timide sensibilityes, though in such an event he has it plan’d to demande of them whether they have no Holmes of their owne to go to.

 

And not to cut shorte the night’s entertainments and distractions, there is extensive tournament of Gurrning and the pulling of horrendous faces (but firste prize we must expecte will be won by Master Dowie as is usual, a verrie Lowely jeste on my partie!).

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To relieve the tedium (possibly), your post has prompted me to plan a sumptuous celebration of our 125 year history, featuring many of your own "stars" and a few of my own:

 

Forsythe, Sir Knight what might thee partake on this celebratory occasionne? Some game Hare or Venison? Or prefer thee of fish or fowl? Pike or Crabbe caught welle by our Master Fisher? Thyne Kite has taken some goode Birds and a Drake may score well with thyne guests, although they may incline toward the dark meates of Bullock or the Chamberlain’s Ox lade out yonder, well-Beattie flat with an Mallett, simplie to cut with a sharpe Steele. Else perhaps mutton gently shorne by thyne own Shearer in advance of terminal butcherie undertaken by that bottle-tossing serf Hurlock, and much cutte about and set in Master Chivers Damme Jelle. Perhaps many will fav’r Master Syden’s ham, set out cut thinne on the left ‘ere.

 

Will the blessinge and splashinges of holy water at the Fonte onto morsels of our repast be donne by our spiritual visitors the Dean and Bishop, or will our King and his Prince (alias King Richard’s Son) care to dismisse such religiousity not of a Sundae? Hesitate that I saye it should be a Godfrey celebration.

 

I heare from your kitchens belowe that the Paine-Aux-Raisins deliver’ed by our Norman French player who supplyes this eve’s displaye of Ball juggling aided by an auld jesting Traynor from across the Irish sea are to be preferred to the cook’s own bad Hollowbreads themselves with their Burnsides all blackened.

 

For the distraction of all we have the acquiescence of a younge ladde going by the name of Nicola to performe as a Cortesean (lightly-dress’d) on vertical poles cut from your own Forrest following deliverie of the platters to those seated at the long table.

 

Perchance after the feast our erstwhile Lord Reader has it in mind to deliver a speeche from Myster Chaucer’s Canterburye Tayles, The Reeves own storie I believe, following whych he is designed on retiring to bed for his Knapp (severall tankards, nay Cases of Worthington’s finest ale to take their full effecte). I have advised him to entertayne us well else the Bates and jibes from the Earls will greatly offende his timide sensibilityes, though in such an event he has it plan’d to demande of them whether they have no Holmes of their owne to go to.

 

And not to cut shorte the night’s entertainments and distractions, there is extensive tournament of Gurrning and the pulling of horrendous faces (but firste prize we must expecte will be won by Master Dowie as is usual, a verrie Lowely jeste on my partie!).

 

Total and utter respect!

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To relieve the tedium (possibly), your post has prompted me to plan a sumptuous celebration of our 125 year history, featuring many of your own "stars" and a few of my own:

 

Forsythe, Sir Knight what might thee partake on this celebratory occasionne? ......

 

And not to cut shorte the night’s entertainments and distractions, there is extensive tournament of Gurrning and the pulling of horrendous faces (but firste prize we must expecte will be won by Master Dowie as is usual, a verrie Lowely jeste on my partie!).

 

You're not Stuart Hall's scriptwriter for his match reports by any chance are you ?

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You're not Stuart Hall's scriptwriter for his match reports by any chance are you ?

Only when he was doing Jeux Sans Frontiers in 1977.

Trouble is I had to wear lead-filled diving boots and an inflatable giant vegetable suit covered in shaving foam just to run him through the rehearsal.

It wasn't worth the money.

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