Kids in league all their own
A GAME of rough-andtumble street footy on Friday after school was a weekly highlight.
The keener boys would round up the more reluctant ones and – young or old, big or small – there was a place for anyone in our teams.
Many boys proudly wore their favourite league team jumpers, mostly of Port Adelaide or West Torrens.
No wonder. At that time, Port Adelaide seemed to win premiership after premiership and both teams boasted star players, including Geof Motley for Port and Lindsay Head for Torrens.
My own West Torrens Eagles jumper (how I loved the yellow eagle on the front) was worn for year after year until it was threadbare.
If Friday afternoon was our passion, it was a pain for many of the neighbours, many of whom took pride in their gardens.
They hounded our parents, who hounded us, so that the game moved up and down the street from week to week.
It wasn’t only gardens that took a beating. During one game, a high kick struck a Stobie pole and knocked out power to the whole street.
Roger Nunn, a brilliant school footballer, whose passion later turned to golf, captained one team and myself the other.
My team rarely won, but that was OK. I loved the game and every week I lived in hope. Robert Skewes
Craigmore January 1). As a very young lad in the 1940s, I visited an uncle and aunt of mine at McLaren Vale.
There were four sons who were all members of the OBI. My aunty took us to spend a few days y at the OBI camp at Victor Harbor, on the corner of Hindmarsh Rd and The Parkway. The Wintersun Motel now stands on the site. The camp was managed by a grand old man called “Pop” Burgess, who was a close friend of my aunty’s family. As I recall, he was the father of radio personality Jack Burgess. I recall Pop taking us over the road to the Hindmarsh River to try our hand at fishing. Some years later, I was staying with my aunt when news came through that Pop had passed away. Jack Burgess came over from Sydney for the funeral and stayed a night with my aunt. I love your pages and it gives me some great memories of those old days. Ian Hales Nailsworth
LITTLE LEAGUE: Stuart Watson, left, contests a bounce with Robert Skewes, as friend Geoff Crocker acts as umpire in a paddock on Oval Ave, Woodville.