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Athletic News, October 31, 1892

ARDWICK BEAT MIDDLESBROUGH.

    There was not a very large “gate” at Hyde-road on Saturday, when the above-named Northern League team paid their first visit to Manchester. The earlier exchanges went in favour of the home team, and Weir soon gave a foretaste of what was to follow by enabling Morris to notch the first point from a brilliant pass. McKnight, Lewis, and Black then gave Douglas an anxious ten minutes, but though several corners fell to Middlesbrough, the defence was too good. A burst of applause greeted a fine single-handed effort by Weir, who was eminently successful in the admittedly weak spot of the Ardwick eleven--centre. Receiving a pass close up, Black got the leather past Douglas, thus notching the visitor’s first goal, and a few moments later the referee awarded a penalty kick against Robson. From the first kick the leather was dashed into the net, but Mr. “Referee” Powell not having blown his whistle, a second attempt had to be made, and Douglas, coming out to the line, disconcerted McCabe, who consequently shot just wide of the posts. An exciting incident followed close to the visitors’ goal between McManus and Milne, and although each appeared equally to blame the latter was temporarily ordered off the field. Each side alternately led until the score read three goals each. From this point, however, Ardwick had matters practically their own way, and Wear scoring a fourth and fifth after brilliant play, Russell made up the half-dozen. Weir, on Saturday’s play was an ideal centre; whilst Russell, Milne, and Angus came next in order of merit. As usual, Douglas was very good, and the last point allowed against him was very questionable, as the netting was afterwards found to be torn. McKnight, McCabe, and Bell gave most trouble to Steel and Robson, and the former made a very creditable debut in the first team.

 

Athletic News, November 21, 1892

    The Middlesbrough club were engaged with Ardwick, the match being a return “friendly.” The Ardwickians managed to defeat Middlesbrough when they visited them by six goals to three, and, strange to say, the home team exactly reversed matters by inflicting the same defeat on them last Saturday. There was a very thin attendance of spectators when the game started, the attraction further up the road absorbing all the interest. The visitors had their full team except Davy Russell, and it was expected that the game would be a good one. The home lot, however, were much too good for the Mancunians, more so than the score indicates. Ardwick were awarded a penalty kick, but Fall, the Middlesbrough custodian saved finely amidst the applause of the spectators. The Ardwick defence was accordingly shaky at times, the backs especially. The forwards played nice football, and passed beautifully during the course of the game but found the home defence very strong.

 

Northern Review 28 January 1893 - Newcastle v. Middlesbrough.

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  What’s the odds against the English Cup finding a resting place in Middlesbrough! That sanguine toned expression was on the lips of many scores of ardent supporters of the old club, the natural result of the reaction following a tie in which the scoring for a long time was in favour of the vanquished. To attempt to describe the bleak horror depicted on the faces of the directors, and the gradual rolling away of the black clouds leaving a wealth of smiles, genial enough to ripen a field of wheat is a task I will not attempt. Let it suffice to say it was a glorious victory, pulled off despite early mistakes that would almost have broken the spirit of most teams, a victory enjoyed and appreciated to the fullest extent by those who witness the gallant performance.

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  It was a very dismal state of affairs when the excursionists arrived from Middlesbrough, and were told in reply to their eager enquiries that Newcastle United were two goals to nil, with the game well in hand. It was, indeed, a facer to those who had journeyed with confident hearts to the scene of battle.

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  What a battle it was and to those well acquainted with the undercurrent of affairs, how fraught the result with important consequences. It was more than a struggle between old and keen rivals, more than an English Cup tie, the existence of  the clubs was in a great measure at stake. The victory has given to the Middlesbrough club a new lease of life, making possible the production at the end of the season of a favourable balance sheet. What would have happened, in all probability, is not now necessary to mention it; the danger has passed. Newcastle United could even less than Middlesbrough afford to lose the tie, therefore both sides played at high pressure.

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  Almost the last words of President Dodds to his men, before the kick-off, were “three to nothing at half-time lads,” an attempt at prophecy that had every appearance of coming off in the contrary way to Dodds’ wish. Middlesbrough won the toss and took the advantage of playing down the famous slope which was so obstinately held and defended, that they made no impression on the goal, although, at times, precious near it. In the meantime, the attack of Newcastle had not been weak or frivolous, far from it, as two goals were scored in the first twenty minutes, both of the kind termed “soft.” The first was from a shot indifferently fisted out by Fall, badly mulled by Crone, and then shot through. Very soon after, Fall again received, held the ball a considerable space of time and, finally, was dragged through the goal literally “neck and crop.” It is a long time since I have had the misery of witnessing such an exhibition. There is hardly any excuse possible for a goal-keeper hanging on the ball when it is always his duty to get quit of it with might and main, but Fall’s excuse that he heard the referee’s whistle pipe should be mentioned. I don’t think Fall will let a jack-ass in the crowd armed with a penny whistle, take him on again. If the team had eventually lost the tie the luck would have been diabolical, because, with the exception of the scoring, the Middlesbrough men were points in front and kept one of the strongest lines of defence in the north continually employed.

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  I was greatly pleased with the manner the Middlesbrough men took their misfortune. There was no shirking or losing of heart or temper. A quiet confidence was maintained, more fibre put into their play and every effort made to rub out the score. For a weary, long period no tangible results were made, but at last Blyth got in a beauty, no further score being made when the whistle piped the half-time.

 

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  An enthusiastic Tynesider, who was my nearest neighbour during the resting period, told me that as soon as his champions commenced rushing down the slope, my champions would be, as it were, mats to wipe twenty two No. 9 kickers upon. I thanked him kindly and gently insinuated that it was hardly likely, whereupon I was asked “not to be a fool.” Nevertheless I maintained my opinion because the Middlesbrough men were confident of attacking better up the slope than they could down, an opinion justified by recent experience, the only difficulty, a serious one,  being that a sudden downward rush of their opponents might win the tie. Never was judgement more fully borne out, they breasted the hill gallantly, ran round the defence and quickly equalised. McKnight putting a champion shot. Very nearly a rush down resulted in putting Newcastle again in front, but Fall came out with excellent judgement and saved. In a few minutes Lewis headed a goal from a corner, and Middlesbrough had as good as won.  Quickly there was a new disposition of players, and the defence strengthened. This was a wise and sane proceeding, at the same time it was not required s by this time Newcastle were beaten, and the game was nearly all to their opponents to the end.

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  Mr. Sam Omerod, of Accrington, acted as referee, and gave every satisfaction to the winners, perhaps less to the vanquished, as the referee generally takes more than a fair share of blame for defeat. I must say no match could have been more orderly or better conducted. He was instantaneous in detecting the least bit of foul play and inflicting the penalty. His only mistake was in allowing Newcastle the second goal when Fall was dragged through by the neck.

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  Turning to the players, Fall made one or two costly mistakes, but afterwards was all there, and saved more than once with brilliance. McManus was as safe as a church, and Tom Bach made him an efficient partner. The opinion of Tyneside about Jem Stott was that a better centre half-back cannot be found, and certainly he gave them excellent reason for holding this opinion. The genial Taggart revelled on his wing, and could not do wrong. With Crone it was different; he had not only an exceedingly clever wing to tackle, but, apparently, was determined to stop their gallop, and to do this he developed an extraordinary degree of caution, and for the day put aside his usual dash -- and let the speedy wing get round him more than once.

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  The forwards were all in capital trim. McCabe, when he warmed up, ran away from his opponents and centred  beautifully. McKnight displayed not only good playing powers but qualities of generalship. There was not much lost to his side for want of an appeal. Blyth was as good as anybody on the field, putting in solid, useful work from start to finish. The left wing showed up grandly, and were always dangerous. I believe if McKnight had kept forward towards the finish more goals would certainly have been scored; but, as I before remarked, the safe game in Cup ties is always the best. The feature of the Newcastle play was the grand defence of Whitton, Jeffrey, and Miller, especially in the first half. The forwards were not clever, the Middlesbrough half-backs nearly always being able to check their rushes.

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  As I expected, the defeat has been too much for Newcastle United, a scapegoat must and has been found to answer for “future developments.” To begin with the secretary and president have resigned in consequence of the result of the tie. The facts are of the usual character. Last week the secretary received a letter, purporting to have been written by a member of the Ironopolis Club, in which Miller was accused of sending a large sum of money to a well known Middlesbrough publican, to back the Middlesbrough team. Miller was heart-broken at the accusation and courted an investigation before the tie commenced, and it was only with difficulty he was persuaded to play. What the upshot of this part of the affair will be I cannot foretell -- but somebody deserves scragging. It is, however, hard lines on the players to fix all the responsibility of the circumstances of the club, with no better basis than letters of this type.

 

 

 

Northern Review, March 11, 1893.

Middlesbrough v Royal Arsenal.

 

    There would be about 2,000 spectators to witness the performance of the scratch team selected by Middlesbrough to fight against the famous South Country team, Royal Arsenal. The professionals were Fall, McManus, Blythe, Lewis, and Black, and those not included Crone, Taggart, Stott, Bach, McCabe, and McKnight. Bach was willing to play, but was not selected, being unwell. McKnight had not the chance of accepting, the directors having suspended him for one month, owing to bad play in recent matches. Phil Bach, of the Swifts, appeared in place of Crone, Walsh (Swifts), T.Morran (Vulcan), and R.Hunter (Swifts), instead of the usual half-back line. “Tot” Collinson (Vulcan) partnered Blythe instead of McCabe, and Mullen (Swifts) took McKnight’s berth. The players were warmly welcomed, the demonstration amounting to approval of the new policy of the directors.

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    It looked any odds on the powerful team sent by the Royalists when they lined up on the half-way mark, their physique being a marked contrast to the Middlesbro’ lads. From the kick-off the visitors commenced to press, the defenders being bothered with the wind that blew in their faces. The sticky condition of the ground -- it was at its worst -- soon pulled them up, and the home lads for a long time had as much, if not a little, the best of the play, as the score of one goal to 0 in their favour at half time happily illustrates. For a short period the amateurs made things hum, but were eventually overcome, and I for one thought the Arsenal would romp home easy winners. They had every chance, and but for bad shooting should have won. My stars, it was bad shooting, it quite took the bun for that kind of work, and we, who attend the Middlesbrough field ought to know something about it. The home team made a few similar mistakes, but doing the trick twice, won handsomely.

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    Royal Arsenal did not like the mixture of mud and water and when a player went into it full length as occasionally happened, the steam left them and they made no more show during the afternoon. Sometimes they stuck in with their feet and allowed their opponents to canter away unmolested. As might be expected, the home team suffered considerably from the same cause, but not to the extent of the others. If the visitors can shoot straight, which one is inclined to doubt, the “amateurs” would have spent a hot time had the ground been hard.

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    In goal, Fall, although threatened frequently, had little or nothing to do. Phil back played grandly, even Crone could not have performed better on the difficult ground. Old McManus was at his best, and the pair bothered the opposing forwards so that they could not shoot. Jack Walsh always works like a steam engine and this was his day out. Moran, was a trifle light, but did exceedingly well and is nearly good enough for any organisation. There was plenty of pluck about Hunter’s play and he achieved his share of success, although lacking a little in artistic finish and polish. In “Tot” Collinson, Blythe found a suitable and capable partner and rarely did this pair, once in possession of the ball, lose it until they voluntary banged it into the centre. The centres from the outside wing made by Collinson were remarkably good and quite took away the feeling that the team would miss McCabe, probably the amateur is the better man. D.Mullen was the only failure and how it happens he does this sort of thing in the first eleven, when the Swifts swear by his skill, is a mystery. On Saturday he was either not going at all or too much -- over the top of the ball and did not pass when necessary. Lewis and Black played a sound game, but the last-named does not get at the goal as he ought.

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    The victory was received with every signs of satisfaction. It must not be forgotten that some of the players will not often be available, the two most successful, Collinson and Moran, being wanted by their own club. Both lads are well worthy of their places in the town team, and may have them if they choose, but will they so decide! The Vulcan will not part without a struggle, Eh! Major General Forrester; and the lads may not wish to join. I understand another set of promising players will be given a trial against Stockton, but of what avail, except as a stop-gap, if the best of them refuse to take permanent places in the team.

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V Royal Arsenal