When I was a boy growing up in Llandaff North/Gabalfa one of my mates was a guy named Peter Howe. We went to school together and obviously knocked round together too.
On a sunday after lunch we would go to the sports field behind GlanTaff School by the river and play footie. There would be me Peter, his two brothers, a friend called John Rees, Micky Walsh, Dickie Davies and one or two others. Sometimes there would only be 6 or 7 of us to start so we would play attack and defence, and Peter's oldest Bro', Kenny was always in goal. As people turned up they would just join the side with the lesser number of players and as more arrived so the pitch would get bigger and bigger. Anyone who turned up could play, some in boots some in shoes some in trainers, no one was ever denied a game
some sundays there would be 30 people or more playing, but everyone always knew who was on who's side, and the age ranges would be from about 15 to 28, with guys leaving the pub at lunchtime and joining in. There was never any bad sh*t and we never needed a referee. Sometimes the scores were ridiculous but mostly no-one cared and often the game could last 3 1/2 hours.
Some sundays we would find the school Janny had left out the moveable Hockey Posts and nets so we use them, but most of the time it was ..................................... Jerseys for Goalposts!!
I often drive past there now on a Sunday and there is never anyone kicking a ball around, and if there was and I joined in they'd probably think I was a weirdo. All at home playing computer games probably. boring little buggers!
On a sunday after lunch we would go to the sports field behind GlanTaff School by the river and play footie. There would be me Peter, his two brothers, a friend called John Rees, Micky Walsh, Dickie Davies and one or two others. Sometimes there would only be 6 or 7 of us to start so we would play attack and defence, and Peter's oldest Bro', Kenny was always in goal. As people turned up they would just join the side with the lesser number of players and as more arrived so the pitch would get bigger and bigger. Anyone who turned up could play, some in boots some in shoes some in trainers, no one was ever denied a game
some sundays there would be 30 people or more playing, but everyone always knew who was on who's side, and the age ranges would be from about 15 to 28, with guys leaving the pub at lunchtime and joining in. There was never any bad sh*t and we never needed a referee. Sometimes the scores were ridiculous but mostly no-one cared and often the game could last 3 1/2 hours.
Some sundays we would find the school Janny had left out the moveable Hockey Posts and nets so we use them, but most of the time it was ..................................... Jerseys for Goalposts!!
I often drive past there now on a Sunday and there is never anyone kicking a ball around, and if there was and I joined in they'd probably think I was a weirdo. All at home playing computer games probably. boring little buggers!
