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  1. Love this band, Shearwater. The lead singer is an ornithologist, hence the band name. His lyrics are superb. Most songs are about the relationship between humans and the rest of the animal kingdom. These are the lyrics to Wildlife in America and they are damning: Back before Back in our school days You were wild-eyed Before the damage was done We tasted that fear in our mouths on Sundays But you know You know it's not living When the wildfires Were burning out on the lawn You held your arms out Primed for the ready line With your crusader cross And your small-dose amphetamine Gunning for the hours when the sparks rain down But you can't remember Which was the last war Or who it is now When every shadow is a Saladin Look at me You must be dreaming We must be dreaming Now they've gone Scaled up and on the roads They roll their heavy ranks over With an ancient song "Stay away from old thoughts Old doubts and old feelings." But keeping it so far down isn't easy And you know it's too late Late for a last war And it's too late To back out of (your) real life Into firelight You must be dreaming We must be dreaming Billy's in position He's rolling into town Kicking in the door That er's never coming down He feels the slightest murmuration A shiver in the heat Skinny dogs and safety glass that's shattered in the street It looks like diamonds You've got your mother's eyes You've got your father's heart Look what it did to him, did to him, did to him, did to him....
  2. Greg Inglis is trending at number 3 UK-wide on Twitter. Well done Wire!
  3. Forgive the topic diversion, but Colin Welland, who wrote that screenplay, was a big Wire fan and later supported Fulham too. This is what he wrote in the match programme when the teams met in London in 1981: “The Greatest Ever” Ball out, ball out, hear supporters call Scrum-half, stand-off, centres pass the ball It goes to Knowelden, he’s a bolden Albert Pimblett hears the ball Sling it out to Bevan, he’s the man to beat ’em all!” "When I was a lad you couldn’t see my bedroom wallpaper. It was plastered with pictures of primrose and blue, Warrington, The Wires. They engulfed every nook and cranny of my schoolboy mind – the players’ names were listed solemnly, decoratively, in reverent Gothic print down the spine of every book. Cowboy Jones, Albert Pimblett, Bryn Knowelden, Albert Johnson, Gerry Helme. They mean nothing to most of you of course. Great though they were their names were never powerfully buoyant enough to travel this far south on the wind. But maybe one did, the name of the most exciting player I have ever seen on any sports field in any arena, under any rules, anywhere in the world...Brian Bevan. You would have laughed if you had seen him...bow shouldered, bald, toothless, bandaged from head to foot and chain smoker to boot. But like me you would have thrilled to the very dregs of your soul to watch him in flight. He was the only player I have ever known who brought the stand to its feet whenever or wherever he touched the ball. Glyn Moses, that fine St Helens full-back, recounts how he played five seasons against Bev and never laid a finger on him. I remember Workington leading us 8-5 in the Cup with five minutes to go. It was frosty and the pitch was surrounded with piles of straw. Bevan took a pass at full tilt. Gus Risman, the greatest full-back of his generation, was crossing to intercept, loping, confident he’d got his angles absolutely right. He dived, Bevan went into overdrive, and Gus flew gracefully over his wake, landing headlong in the straw. When I close my eyes now I can see him sitting there applauding and shaking his head as Bevan touched down under the posts. He was the greatest. He scored 800 tries in his career, say 15 seasons at the most. Work that one out! I am a Fulham man now, but if you dig real deep you will unearth a layer of Wirepuller still in me. Certainly, if that frail, little, incongruously bald figure was puffing and blowing on Warrington’s wing again today – I might even be shouting for them!”
  4. First one spotted very high over our garden in north Leeds tonight. Absolutely remarkable creatures. Everything about them is amazing. http://ww2.rspb.org.uk/Images/Amazing swift facts_tcm9-279347.pdf
  5. Bats everywhere tonight, all of a sudden, like someone released them all at once. Pipistrelles I think. A very welcome addition to the neighbourhood along with some swallows. No swifts yet overhead ......
  6. Don't know who these people are but this is a smashing cover of my favourite Groundation tune
  7. See my earlier post. Nobody, ever, ever shouted for the "Wolves". You just don't hear it. We shout for the Wire. I suspect it's the same with our friends at Wigan - I'd be amazed if anyone, ever, used the Warriors moniker on the terraces.
  8. Kraftwerk's tv debut. https://twitter.com/OnThisDeity/status/1184534272717266947?s=20
  9. That's a really interesting point. Do you think crowds would have been as big? You've done pretty well.
  10. I politely suggest you are very much in a tiny minority of Leeds fans if you have never used the moniker "Rhinos".
  11. Apparently it's the Italian word for gypsy. https://www.warringtonguardian.co.uk/sport/9357355.new-research-confirms-warrington-wolves-were-born-in-1876/
  12. And Warrington started life as 'Zingari', which means nomadic/traveller, as they had no home base. What a great name we lost!
  13. I'm impressed by your knowledge, Barry (despite the awful apostrophe in Ben Evans' surname. ) I'll try again with Mark Jones.....
  14. We've been here before but here goes: Catchy names are easier to sell. You can't market a 'Wire' or a 'Northern' or a 'Glassblower' or a 'Roughyed' or a 'Loiner' to a new audience. Therefore it makes sense to have a moniker that you can use as a brand. That, in turn, doesn't mean you have to abandon your heritage. In fact the most basic of marketing textbooks will tell you that having both a modern brand and an historical identity gives you more opportunities to sell. Anyone who has ever been to a Warrington game knows that you have definitely not, and probably never will, hear someone shout "Come on Wolves!" and everyone knows even little kids shout for "The Wire!" That is the truth; but it doesn't matter because the modern moniker "Wolves" is a great marketing tool and it works well (there's also a wolf on the town's coat of arms). I can't explain how the Rhinos (no Rhino on the city coat of arms, but there is an owl) caught hold with fans and it still sounds absurd to me when you hear it, but it works and they are successful, so there you go.
  15. To be fair, Les Davidson half-killed him in a tackle on his debut and he never recovered. Although it might as well have been Les Dawson.
  16. Yesterday I thought I'd have a go at something very British and a bit lighter in tone. I sat down to read 'The Cornershop in Cockleberry Bay' and ended up finishing it in two sittings. It's a great story about a young woman in London who was brought up in care and anonymously inherits a little gift shop in a Devon seaside town. The twists and turns in the story are fabulous, it was a really entertaining read.
  17. Bit of Bob Marley would be nice, cheers
  18. I was born in 1970. My parents had a huge caravan in the garden of a working farm near Tudweiliog on the Llyn Peninsula. They had previously paid to stay in the farmhouse a couple of times and they got on so well with the farmer and his wife that they suggested putting a static caravan in the garden in about 1964. Consequently, about 90% of our free time was spent there. I grew up around Welsh speaking friends and they treated me like one of their own. My first ever replica kit of any kind was an iconic Wales footy strip, circa 1976. My grandparents bought it for me in a sports shop on Porthmadog High Street. I vividly remember being so proud of it. When farmer Hywel opened up his main field to campers to supplement his income, we used to play Wales v England football matches in the evenings, and I always played for Wales. I remember Hywel insisting I had to play for Wales because I was Welsh in his eyes. Much later when I was a student I got a job in a shop in Pwllheli and stayed in my parents' caravan - I made friends for life, we now have kids of a similar age and get together when we can. I suppose I may have such great memories of Wales because we were there at weekends and holidays, when my parents were off work, so everything would have been more relaxed and idyllic than at home in Warrington. I could go on! 50 years of pure love of the Llyn Peninsula and to this day I support Wales because I love the place so much. Epilogue: Hywel died late last year, of 'farmer's lung', and his son Gareth asked me to help lower his Dad into the ground. I was honoured. We celebrated his life for 2 drunken days in the Lion pub in Tudweiliog and I have never felt more connected with people than at that time. I remain great friends with Gareth and his sister Delyth and always will be. They follow Wales to football matches all over the world and I would join them if I could, despite being English by birth. They keep asking me to go but I can't commit to it, just yet. Anyway thanks for asking Ref; is anyone still awake?
  19. This may be controversial, but I don't understand how people can have an affinity for a team with which they have no real connection. I get so fed up with various people in Leeds who are "massive" Liverpool fans despite being born and bred in Leeds. I know one person in particular whose Dad was a very famous Leeds player and he takes his son to Liverpool games. It makes me cringe. There are people at my squash club who are "massive" Liverpool fans and take their Leeds born kids to Anfield. I'm sure their kids will resent it when Leeds get back in the big time. My "other" teams are Leeds Utd, Wales (football) and Lancs cricket. I have a heartfelt connection to all of them; Wales and Lancs from my early childhood and Leeds since moving here in 1989. Surely you have to have a connection to actually care? Or do people just pick a team to back for no reason e.g. an NRL team?
  20. Yes, I remember that! It was such a shock to see people who you had only imagined. I'm sure John M posted a photo of himself on a motorbike. I also remember being surprised by Shadow, who was disappointingly not the "rugger" stereotype I had planted in my head
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