Our Old Player Ernest Lundy from the 1940s has made a few comments.

He is a font of knowledge and we appreciate any information that he sends us.

From now on in keeping with our websites tradition he will be known as :
“The Oracle”

His recent comments include

Re the Long and Short Studs

“As I always understood Dear OMB, long for backs, shorter for the rest.
same with spikes,with long for the sprinters, shorter for longer
Packing down in the second row and pushing, honest, that’s
why I lost all
mine, and had to look all over the pitch to find ’em!

Here again OMB, I’m sending out more emails than the stock

However just a quicky: When referring to soccer and rugby
studs and
running spikes, I neglected to mention some other factors, related
the times. As for studs for both soccer and rugby, I believe that
the time screw-in studs had yet to be invented; although I am
certain. Today they could be all of one length. When it comes
spikes on running shoes, in days when I ran for the army in 400 and
mtr events, track surfaces were cinder or other fairly loose
surfaces. Longer
spikes for such events as well as the shorter sprints
were the norm; but
would be a waste of time on the harder composition
surfaces of today, which
has more than likely made spikes of the older
variety obsolete.

Re The Search for information on the two photos in the WANTED page sent in by Janine Bourden searching for information re her granddad George Hartley and the seven a side team from the “Prospect”

“The Oracle” says

OMB I think I can add the names of three of the players in the 1939
man team photograph from “THE PROSPECT”: Back left could be
Jack Beadnall;
and second from the left
front Sammy Sweeting then Bob Howarth.


Hi Old Mother B,

Should have mentioned this yesterday! It hasn’t got much to do
the old Myrtle , White and Flame, but just shows how those
with the oval ball can be found everywhere’

After being
robbed on the Spanish motorway back in 2000, when a
replacement credit card
was sent to me in Denia, I found it to be
useless, due to some error, and the
banks wouldn’t pay out on it.
After some days, by now desperate for money I
had to call Western
Union for a dollar advance. They gave me an address in
the town, but
after walking up and down a very long Avenue on a very hot day
I had
almost given up any hope of finding it, when a GB registered
parked just across the road. Thinking the male driver could be a Brit
ex-pat, I approached him for information. He couldn’t tell me
the office was; but he turned out to a Yorkshireman from Dewsbury
also a Nephew of the late Eddie Waring. Naturally, diverted from
quest, the conversation was about rugby league and his late uncle,
did much to popularise the game during the early days on TV. AS
were about to part he happened to look up and there, just above
heads was the Western Union office sign, which solved my problems
a while at least. So I was then able to get some cash and go on
way rejoicing while dear old Eddie’s nephew went off to do


“The Oracle” had sent me this ages ago and I had intended posting it the following week but forgot! so better late than never here it is:

Dear OMB,
Two mails in one day, I’m getting to be a bit like Cathy Cookson,
but not on the same subjects! The computer has been giving me the ‘heeby
jeebies’ lately but is now much better; hence my recent activity as a change
away from the telly. Just a bit of information which, coming from the era of
Syd’s (Rooks) later years, reminded me of a couple of players from around the same time.
It’s surprising how one event revives a chain of thought, almost forgotten for
many years. This is just a bit of info between us, although you may edit and use
it, or not, as you see fit.

“Back in 1945/6 when I was stationed at York, I played with York ‘A’ at the
Boulevard. Hooking for them that day was a man you might remember, Sammy
Sweeting, who had a shop at one time next to the Anchor Pub, and later in
Middleton. Concussed during the game, he travelled back to York in the team bus,
and then on to Leeds in the taxi provided for me. Never worried about the costs
at the York club those days, where White had just returned from an Australian
tour. Golding, Alexander and Knowles were other prominent players at the time.
But as the main point of interest a centre with Hull that day was Alan Sinclair
a pacey big strong lad, just out of university. Playing on the wing myself that
day you can well imagine the stick I got running down the Fisherman’s Stand
touchline, after I was ‘pulled’ for wearing a ring. But much later Alan played
for Hunslet and worked as a teacher in a school on Burley Road. Not long after
when on leave I used to dance at the Mecca with the sister of ex RAF man loose
forward Frank Metcalfe who kept the Spotted Dog in Hunslet, nearly opposite
where dear old Frank Watson used to live. Regulars at the Mecca in those days,
long before disgraced Jimmy Saville started his antics, were Ted Verrenkampf,
Jack and Morris Ogden of Leeds and Cyril Gilbertson of Featherstone. Another was
Reg Parks, Mr Universe, before he moved to South Africa next door to Jim
Windsor; and there was always a deal of debate as to which person had sired the
Ryan twins, with Ray Ellington supposedly amongst the contenders. That’s enough
for now OMB, but when I have a bit more time or patience to sit next to this
time gobbler I will think up a few more anecdotes, mainly I suspect now, like
the James Bond film’ for your ears only’.But before I sign off: there is very
little mention these days of Welshman ‘Tuss’ Griffiths, who put in sterling
service for Hunslet as fullback and goal kicker, before being transferred to
Halifax with whom he later played in front of the largest ever RL crowd at
Odsal. Bye for now, Ernie.


Thanks “ORACLE”– Keep the Anecdotes coming- They are GREAT