A WINDFALL AT ANFIELD.
Athletic News - Tuesday 01 November 1887
Everton and the Bolton Wanderers are reaping such a rich harvest out of their English Cup tie that less fortunate aspirants for national honours may be pardoned if for the moment a spirit of envy should prevail. The causes which led to the replaying of the match are too well known to require recapitulation, and as the event proved a financial success, it may be doubted if the Wanderers regretted further chance of replenishing their exchequer. There can be no question but that the second meeting of the teams excited an unwonted amount of interest in the Liverpool district, and hence the “happy hunting ground” was on Saturday crowded with excited spectators, six thousand or more of whom were present to cheer on the champions of the Liverpool district. Everton played the same team that did duty fortnight ago, while the Wanderers were, of course, minus Struthers, who, being unregistered, led to the nullifying of the first match, which, it will be remembered, the Wanderers won by goal to nothing. Notwithstanding this result, the Evertonians believed that, under the changed conditions, they would be able to win, and, had their combination been as good as that of the Wanderers on Saturday, they might have emerged victorious from the fray, but as the result, after half an hour's extra play, was draw of two goals each, there still a chance for the Cup-holders of the Liverpool district. Everton also suffered by reason of indifferent shooting at goal, Cassidy especially being a sinner in that respect, Joliffe, however, deserves a word of commendation for his excellent performance in goal; for many were the difficult shots he turned from their course. On the whole, the Wanderers played a combined game, their passing being neat and effective. It was not until almost the last moment of the legitimate game that Farmer, the idol of the Everton crowd, equalized the score, amidst a scene of excitement that has rarely been witnessed on the football field. The half-hours subsequent play was barren of result, and thus the teams are far from the settlement of their claims as they were prior to the first attempt.
LIVERPOOL FOOTBALL
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 05 November 1887
THE DISPUTED CUP TIE
HISTORIC DAY AT ANFIELD
No match has stirred the Liverpool public to the extent to which their feelings were aroused by the deferred cup tie with the Bolton wanderers last Saturday. The somewhat drastic method of the National Association, in requiring the Wanderers to once more win the match with Everton ere they face certain extinction at Deepdale, has proved a boon and a blessing to the men at Pike’s Lane. They appear certain of ultimate success, and now that they averted disaster on the hostile ground at Anfield-road, their confidence may not be ill-founded. But I must certainly confess a feeling of astonishment, at their survival after such a trying ordeal. Of the success of Everton, I had no doubt after their gallant display at Bolton, and knowing that they are always two or three goals better at home than abroad. Evertonians will not readily forget the brilliant victory of five to nil obtained over the Wanderers at the close of last season, and not one or two of the habitués of Anfield-road declared that the same team which accomplished so gallant achievement, would have carried the Everton colours to victory in last Saturday’s Cup tie. But the fact remains that the Liverpool lads were not quite in the same street with the Trotters last week. The game was a scorcher, but the Wanderers were no doubt the better stayers and the more scientific lot and deserved to win. What will happen on the third and last time of asking ’twould be hazardous to opine, but there is an ominous question looming in the distance, which the success of Everton would bring into definite and sharp relief. Meantime everyone is asking, was Izatt registered for Everton a month before he left Bootle? It would appear incredible, but yet it is freely asserted that he was, and the intimation that Everton claim to have won last Saturday's game gives colour to the assertion. |
THE GATHERING OF THE CLANS
From all parts the converging roads to Anfield-road bore an animated appearance between two and three o’clock last week, and the well-appointed enclosure was thronged with some 7,000 sager spectators when the Wanderers bounded into the field of play with commendable punctuality. Not long behind them came the home side, and a big cheer greeted them as they came on the ground in their usual confident manner. Mr. Gregson soon got the sides to work. It was seen that Everton had precisely the same team as in the previous game, but the visitors played W. Parkinson vice Struthers, Steel playing centre forward. “Billy” has become too fine a half back to readily fall into the old practices by which he won his spurs ‘at Pike s-lane, and Struthers was missed somewhat sorely. Young Parkinson was a good substitute at half back, and the rest of the side were in rare trim. The game became quick from the outset, but the home supporters were soon disheartened by a reverse, Roberts putting in one of his specialties, which beat Joliffe. The big Welshman was the object of much attention, a continued fire of uncomplimentary shafts greeting him in his strong rushes. He was not very solicitous as to the well-being of the opposing forwards, but moderated somewhat after the first few plunges had received unfavorable recognition. There was absolutely nothing to choose between the opposing champions, and Watson soon equalized after a pretty dribble by Goudie. At half-time one goal had been taken by each side, and then it was seen that the Trotters were getting the ascendant; they were passing with consummate ability, and soon got ahead. Howarth should have made assurance doubly sure at this juncture, and a pugilistic manifestation by Cassidy showed the pitch to which the players were wrought. It was only a breeze, and comparative good humour soon prevailed, and then the visitors had a goal disallowed. The home players made many spasmodic outbursts, and at last a mighty yell announced that Farmer had equalized just on time, there was no great anxiety to keep the ball in play in the last thirty minutes, and the game remained drawn.
REFLECTIONS
On the whole, the spirit in which play was conducted was satisfactory, and the presence of Mr. Gregson was in this connection very fortunate. The Everton defence was very fine; Gibson has never done better than on this occasion, whilst Joliffe and Dick were heroes. The forwards were unsatisfactory, being slower than the Everton forwards usually are, and much weaker in front of goal. The Wanderers played a confident game. As there were no strikingly brilliant displays, so there was not a weak spot in the team. They will reap a golden harvest from these repeated attempts to get into the second round.
“MICKEY FREE’S OBSERVATIONS
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 05 November 1887
THE PLAY
Here we go up, up, up; here we go down, down, down. This, the first line of an old stanza, just about represents the wild state of feeling which prevailed at Everton on Saturday as the fate of the battle varied. The play was not of the brilliant order, in fact I do not think it compared favorably with the match at Bolton. Everton, urged on by the frantic shouts and cheers of their partisans, were frequently all abroad, especially in the second half, when the odds were much in favour of the Boltonians. The Everton captain was again very unfortunate in losing the toss, which placed him exactly in a similar position to that which his team held at Bolton, viz., facing a bright sun.
REFEREE AND UMPIRE, OR WHAT DO YOU CLAIM?
The game began briskly, and ere eight minutes elapsed Bob Roberts tried a shot almost from the centre of the field. The ball, aided by a fair breeze, sailed dangerously on until it seemed to be almost through, when Jolliffe showed signs of life by grasping the globe, and just as the inside left was about to attend to him he threw it out, the ball striking the upright in its passage into the field of play, from whence it was kicked behind by Everton man. The Bolton umpire promptly claimed a goal. The Everton umpire, putting in a negative, declared it no goal. The referee asked the unfortunate umpire what he claimed. “No goal,” was the illogical answer, and thus owing to a bit of hair-splitting in the way of claiming, the referee decided in favour of Bolton. Why? Because there was no alternative claim made. Had there been, say, a corner kick claimed, I understand that such would have been granted. Take warning, oh ye umpires. If the game was not so thoroughly scientific, by the powers it did not lack anything in the way of incident. Many a wonderful escape had the citadels of both clubs. On one occasion it was a perfect miracle that McKernan happened to be standing Just in the way of the ball when Farmer sent in one of his well-known lightning screws. The leather bounded 20 yards off Jimmy’s shins. Twenty-five minutes of this kind of thing elapsed before matters were made level. It was brought about in this wise. Dick returned a dangerous shot from Owen, Gibson accelerated the flight of the bill, which landed at Watson’s toes. This player, in conjunction with Goudie and Farmer, made a really pretty run, ending in Watson sending the ball flying past Unsworth, amidst general cheering.
THE WANDERERS AGAIN TAKE THE LEAD
Half-time was reached without any further damage and it was confidently expected now that Everton had the benefit of the breeze, &c., that they would assert a decided superiority, but alas for human reasoning, the Trotters played as cool as possible, whilst the high tension to which the players of the home team had reached caused their kicking to become feeble to degree. Jolliffe covered himself with glory but was at last defeated by Brogan after a very clever bit of play on the right. The result was very well received, although many long faces were to be observed. To make matters worse Dobson got hurt, and time was rapidly approaching. Joliffe hit out one from Steel and Dick met another by Roberts, and then Izatt and Watson raced off. Parkinson threw himself in their way, but in doing so conceded a corner. Their last chance, was the general remark made with bated breath, as Higgins placed the ball, and only minute or so from time. Never was a corner kick watched with such suppressed excitement. At last “Mike” took a couple of strides and let out. The ball travelled across beautifully and seemed to be going high past the left top comer of the posts, when Farmer, by a superhuman effort, sprang into the air and headed the ball through. Well, sir, I have heard some biggish cheers in my time, but anything like that which followed this performance was never heard from the same number of throats before.
AN EXTRA HALF-HOUR
After a short deliberation, Mr. Gregson decided that the teams should play the extra time, but imposed a condition—that Everton must appoint another umpire. Rather hard, this, on one of the oldest players in the Everton club—one who has stuck to his colours and aided them in many ways, always ready to give a helping hand towards bringing the club to the front. However, the referee’s word is law, and the worthy secretary of the Everton club took his place. Everton now asserted a real superiority, and pressed their opponents hard: but it must not be imagined that they had it all their own way, as on one occasion a tremendous scrimmage occurred in front of the Everton sticks, Dick, Dobson and Jolliffe defending grandly, whilst Parkinson and McKernan contented themselves by frequently kicking out, and time was reached without any alteration.
THE PLAYERS
Unsworth kept goal well, and there could be no mistake about McKernan and Parkinson; they defended well. Parkinson, junr., showed much improved form. Roberts's big throws were wonderfully curtailed. He had to deal this time with a man who understands English. Steel was a better man, centre, than Strutners, and the remaining forwards performed well at times. Dobson was completely out of it, being just as bad as he was good on the occasion of their meeting at Bolton. Dick kicked judiciously and well, hardly ever skying one. Higgins was not nearly so good as usual. Murray did very well. Cassidy was undoubtedly the weakest man forward, and lost a couple of rare chances. Izatt’s system of passing back at times was scarcely a success, and Watson would have scored more than once had he been able to shake off the excitement a bit. The question is, what will the Association do on Tuesday next?
HAYDOCK ST. JAMES’S v. EVERTON
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 05 November 1887
Under ordinary circumstances Everton would have had a visit today from West Bromwich Albion, but a Cup tie precluded this, and Haydock St. James’s were taken on. The game presented a strange contrast to that of last week, both as regards attendance, play, and excitement. Haydock kicked off, and in a few minutes Izatt scored the first goal for Everton from a pass by Farmer. Two more goals were scored by Everton before half-time. Izatt and Watson now showed some fine passing, but the ball was worked over from a foul in the mouth of the Haydock goal. Watson notched the fourth goal. Farmer came up well, and centred to Watson, who again defeated the Haydock custodian. Anderson, the Haydock goalkeeper now cleared from a scrimmage in a marvelous manner, but more goals were scored by Everton before the call of time. Final Result; Everton 8, Haydock 0.
BOLTON AT GRIMSBY
The undecided cup tie with Everton having been postponed pending the decision of the Council of the F.A., on a protest lodged by the Liverpool Club, the Wanderers arranged to pay another visit to the “Fisheries” today.
NUGGETS
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 05 November 1887
HOW OUR POET JOURNEYED TO LIVERPOOL
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 05 November 1887
“Even money the wanderers win?”
This was my headstrong cry,
As we fobbed our tickets and scrambled in-
To a first-class L. and Y.,
Intent on having a good swift spin
To the City of Ships, small Scotches and Sin.
Salthasius Swiggs and I.
“Evens they don’t, to the whole of your tin!”
Thus, as he grinned a demonise grin.
Salhasius made reply.
So I counted up my available “stiff,”-
A pipe and plug for a passing whiff,
A single ticket as pass by rail,
A “quid,” a “bod,” a tenpenny nail,
And “Twoan’ameg” for a pint of –lemonade!
“It’s a bet!” said I; said he “It’s a bet!”
The engine whistled and off we set.
WHAT HE SAW THERE
At the Sandhills Railway Station, Swiggs engaged a combination.
Formed of twenty stone of mortal, Snugly coiled within the portal.
Of a two-wheeled barrow harnessed to a skeletonian beast;-
Which absurd abomination, By a rash exaggeration,
The aforesaid ‘tun of man’ some-How contrived to term a “hansom,”-
Too convey us for a florin some six furlongs towards the East
This is half-an-hour-effected, it appeared we were expected-
Judging from the vast ovation Of a mighty congregation,
Who received us with a cheering Quite injurious to the hearing,
Which ascended up to Heaven From )the Grumbler tells us seven,
But the grumbler must have blundered; if I counted up one hundred
I may safely say I counted up )ten thousand throats at least.
And the turnstiles still kept turning, as the numbers still increased!
N.B-In the interests of truth be it said
That we entered the field at the time of appearing,
Of eleven men in white, slashed with sashes of red,-
Which Salthasius says may account for the cheering
That’s just like Salthasius; twas ever hi game
To rob your poor ‘pote’ of his just meed of fame!
Eleven more men in parti-coloured white and blue-
(or green, not Judson’s self could name the mongrel hue,-)
The coin was tossed, the ball was placed, and played the twenty-two;
The Evertonians Helois faced; the whistle sounded- whew!
Everton off with a rush,- and back to the Everton post,-
Watson here granted a corner, but nothing was scored from the kick;
Back to the stronghold of Joliffe, and cleverly saved at the cost
Of a second unutilized corner conceded (and dealt with) by Dick.
Give-and-take play for a minute, till Roberts sent in a long shot,
Which bounced from one post to the other, mysteriously dodging about;
“Goal!” shouted Bolton; but Everton loudly averred it was not;
The referee pondered some minutes, eventually giving it “Out.”
I threw up my tile and Salthasins shed tears,
Mid Everton groans and Excursionist Cheers
Mem.- Privately your rhymer doth opine
That shot of “Bob’s” did not pass o’er the line;
But if the referee here made a slip, as well he might,
He made another later on, which set the matter right
I’ve a bot of a charge ‘gainst our Umpire top bring;
Viz this;- that he stopped Higgins short in the middle
Of a splendidly started run up the right wing,
By means of a –what shall I say? –taradidle,
In saying the referee’s whistle was blown
When it wasn’t, as even ja-ja might have known.
Dobson threw “foul” and was greeted with laughter,-
Saved his goal and his honour immediately after.
Jolliffe was menaced, George cleverly headed;
And shortly a goal did young Watson great credit.
Now, Gregson is down on a ball that is thrown
Obliquely from over the humeral bone,
And, under him, Robert’s catapult throw
Cooled down to a dozen odd metres or so.
Half-time arrived. The sun was setting,
Amd still the game was level betting.
A corner for Bolton. A Broganseque kick,
And a header from “Kenny” completed the trick.
The “Bolt-0-nights” shouted; Salthasius looked troubled;
And the sov, in my pocket already seened doubled.
And still Bolton pressed, while the Toffees defended
And manfully tried their hard luck to have mended;
Till Joliffee got hopelessly mixed in a crush,
And the ball was put through with impetuous rush;
Dick handled it out; I was ready to throw
Up my hat- but the referee’s whistle said “No!”
I turned to Saltasius, and mindful of biz.
And how I’m expected to drop words of wis-
Dom, I uttered an erudite apophthegm, viz;-
“Well! If that ain’t a goal, then I dunno what is!”
A free kick for Everton close on the goal,
And the ball cleared six inches outside of the pole;
Next farmer near scored amid ear-splitting cheering;
While “Kenny” and Dick got absurdly endearing,
As locked in embrace on the brownsward they rolled;-
I pressure lest their mutual affection got cold!
A corner to Everton; Higgins placed neatly,
And a header from farmer beat Unsworth completely,
Cheer sounded on cheer as the ball bounded through,
As the clock struck “three quarters” as carrier-doves flew
To tell you what happened since Grumbler withdrew,
As louder and louder Vox populi grew,
As furore was piled on confusion-a few,
As the referee’s whistle synchronously blew,
And “time” was called out with the game at Two-Two!
Half-an-hour! Half-an-hour!
Half-an-hour longer!
Still as the teams played
They seemed to grow stronger.
Playing by moonlight for two quarter-hours,
Each team put forward its levelest powers.
Everton now did the bulk of the pressing,
Though twice the Boltonians provided it hot,
But neither side managed to furnish the dressing
That closes the chase for the National Pot.
AND HOW HE CAME BACK again
“A draw! Bets off!” I cried to Saltasius;
“Bets off?” was Swiggs’s response, “Good gracious!
You know you backed the Boltonians to win,
So smile your smilest and pass the tin.”-
And he grinned again that demoniac grin!
He insisted, I “passed” –with the sickliest of smiles,
And since then I’ve been busy discussing the miles
That lie betwixt Bolton and far Liverpool
Where they teach you how money departs from a fool
And when next I back Bolton against the “half-blues,”
My price will be “Evens that Bolton don’t lose!”
V.C.
Everton v St. James November 7 th 1887. The Liverpool Daily Post.
The exigencies of the struggle for the National Cup, on Saturday, deprived the patrons of the Everton Football Club of a visit from the runners up in last season's competition, and a hastily arranged fixture with a less pretentious organisation had to be substituted, and under the circumstances had an attendance approaching 2,000 was very good. St. Jame's lost the toss, and soon after the appointed time Williams set the globe in motion against the wind. Weir got possession, and a corner resulted, which Izzatt placed behind, hands off Watson when in a dangerous proximity to the visitors goal enabled Cook to relieve the pressure, but the repita was of a short duration, for Izzatt, receiving the ball from Weir, notched the first point five minutes from the start. For some time the Haydock defence was sorely taxed, but the somewhat erractic pasting of the home forwards enabled them to keep their charge intact. Eventually Chrisonhall broke away, and a good centre infused a little spirit into the game, but Dick easily relieved and after Anderton had fisted out a long shot from Weir, Everton forced a corner, which Higgins failed to improve. A bit of smart work between Cassidy and Farmer resulted in the latter putting the leather through out of the reach of the custodian. A fierce scrimmage in front of the visitors' upright ended in Watson heading over, and then Gibson put in a stinger, which Anderton repelled from under the bar. Not to be denied, Weir shot well from the other side, but Anderton again saved beautifully, and then Carney and Williams created a modeatary division, and reached the home goal line for the first time after thirty five minutes' play. After an abortive corner to Everton, Watson beat Anderton, and the visitors crossed over three goals to the bad. On restarting, the combination of the home forwards improved, and Izzatt and Watson had a nice run, and the later shot well in, Anderton returned, and Goudie spoiled a good chance by heading over. After two fruitless corners Everton secured a foul close up, and Watson scored. The latter was seldom out of Haydock territory, and Anderton picked up a daisy cutter from Izzatt. Pimblett turned aside shot from Higgins and Watson added another point. Everton continued a vigour attack, but Goudie and Watson shot wide. Farmer troubled Anderton and Cook relieved from a scrimmage. Gibson scored the sixth and Izzatt the seventh and just before the call of time Higgins concluded the home account by improving a beautiful centre of Izzatt, Everton thus winning by eight to love. Teams; - Everton; - Jolliffe, goal; Dick and Dobson (captain), backs; Higgins, Gibson and Weir, half-backs; Cassidy, Farmer, Goudie, Watson, and Izzatt, forwards. St. Jame's; - Anderton, goal; Cook and Plimblett, backs; Peake, King and Percival, half-backs; Carney, Richardson, Williams, Marsh and Chisenhall, forwards.
EVERTON V. HAYDOCK ST. JAMES
November 7, 1887. The Liverpool Mercury
This match was played on Saturday, on the Anfield-road Ground, in the presence of 1500 spectators and resulted in an easy win for the home team by 8 goals to nil. On the ball being kicked off, Everton forwards darted up the field, when Pimblett conceded a corner, but Izatt shot very wide. From the goal kick, the ball was soon back again, and after one or two nice saves by the visitors' goalkeeper, he allowed one from Izatt to go through, five minutes from start. A combined run of the home forwards looked dangerous, and Pimblett averted disaster to his side by kicking the ball half-way down the field. Chisenhall then put in some pretty play, but found the backs too strong for him to pass. Goudie and Weir next tried shots, which went wide, but a long kick by Dick enabled Framer to register a second goal. From the kick off Everton again became aggressive and the Haydock goalkeeper was called upon to negotiate shots from Watson and Higgins, which he did well. After Farmer had eased Carney of the ball, the latter greeted with shouts of “Well played,” amused the spectators by trying a shot at goal, which, however, went very wide. After Joliffe had take the goal kick, Gibson got possession and passed the leather to Watson, who scored the third goal just before half-time. On re-starting the home forwards again pressed, and Anderson was called upon to save time after time, which he did in grand style, but eventually Watson sent in a stinger which registered goal four, the same player adding the fifth shortly afterwards. From now till the finish the game was all on one side. Though a free kick by Weir, Gibson scored the sixth, the seventh, and Higgins wound the game up by placing the eight to the credit of Everton. For the winners, Gibson, Izatt, and Watson played well; and for the losers, the back division alone were conspicuous, the custodian contributing some remarkable saves. Teams; Everton; Jolliffe, goal; Dick and Dobson (captain), backs; Weir, Gibson and Higgins, half-backs; Izzatt, Watson, Goudie, farmer and Cassidy, forwards. Haydock- Anderton, goal; Cook and Primblett, backs; Peake, King, and Percival, half-backs; Carney, Richardson, Williams, March, and Chisenhall, forwards.
FOOTBALL ASSOCIATION
Athletic News - Tuesday 08 November 1887
The badly managed Cup contest of the Football Association seems likely to cause a lot of trouble, risk, and expense to more than one club. That very injudicious objection of Everton to Bolton wanderers prevented the pair playing off their tie on Saturday last, and Everton is engaged to bring off their Liverpool Cup tie with Bootle this week end, so if the Association Committee order them to meet, it cannot well be done before the 19th, on which date the Lancashire second round should be ended. But Bolton Wanderers have to bring off their tie with Burnley Union Star, and in the meanwhile Preston North End are waiting, and that patiently to meet either the Wanderers or Everton-it doesn’t much matter which. Is this sort of a game quite worth the candle?
A PRACTICE MATCH AT ANFIELD.
Athletic News - Tuesday 08 November 1887
Lacking a fixture, owing to West Bromwich Albion being engaged in the English Cup tie. Everton took on the obscure Haydock St. James's. This was a precipitous descent, but it nevertheless served to bring “grist to the mill,'' for Evertonians must have something in the way of football to wile away their time. It served, however, as a practice game, for whilst the local Cup holders did not particularly exert themselves, they won very comfortably by eight goals to nil. This was a case in which the spectators could afford to be impartial, and accordingly the “Saints'' were greeted with an encouraging cheer when, after they had lost a couple of goals, they crossed the half-way line. Of course Dick and Dobson arrested their further progress, but they nevertheless played pleasantly, and accepted their beating with very good grace. Anderton, their goalkeeper, although a novice, saved many good shots, and whilst greatly overmatched from the start, the team generally played up most pluckily to the end. Everton played their full cup team, including Izatt and Weir (late of Bootle) the former scoring the first goal. Three goals only were scored in the first half and five in the second.
Local football appeal.
November 9 th 1887. The Liverpool Courier.
The appeals of Everton against the Bolton Wanderers was heard at a meeting of the executives of the Football Association in London last night, in this case the match was ordered to be replayed on Saturday next the 12 th instant, that between Everton and Bolton Wanderers to take place at Bolton. The substance of the Everton appeal was that the first goal claimed by the Wanderers was wrongfully given by Mr. Gregson the referee. Robert it appears sent in a long shot which struck the post, and was then put behind by Jolliffe, the Everton custodian. The Wanderers appeared for and were conceded a goal, notwithstanding the objection of the Everton Football Club umpire that no goal had been scored. If it is correct that the referee afterwards admitted that the ball passed outside the posts, it is difficulty indeed, to reconcile his action then and subsequently. It would therefore appear that Everton have been hardly used.
LIVERPOOL FOOTBALL
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 12 November 1887
WHAT SAYS THE ORACLE
The English Cup Competition is occupying far more attention here than has hitherto been the case, and on Tuesday those interested in the fortunes of both Everton and Bootle were on the tip-toe of expectation for the result of the appeals to the oracle, in which either club was concerned. This same oracle has the knack of making most unexpected and inconvenient pronouncements, so that it is little matter for surprise that the locally interested ones were doomed to the chagrin of an adverse decision. The matter in dispute between the Bolton Wanderers and Everton is pretty well know, and as far as I can understand, resolved itself into the question of whether a plea of “no goal,” put in by the Everton umpire, constitutes” claim.” Mr. Gregson thinks not. Moral —never put in a plea of “no goal.” There is something to be learned, also, from the decision on the point at issue between Bootle and South Shore. The result of this tie was a draw at the end the usual ninety minutes, and South Shore refused to play extra time. Bootle kicked another goal unopposed, and claimed the match accordance with the rule. Their opponents raised many varied reasons for refusing to go on, and ultimately decided that the light was too bad; so the oracle pronounced. Moral—lf on your own ground, be sure to leave a margin for extra time; if on an opponents’—well, it does not matter.
THE RESULT
To-day is the date for completing the second round in the Liverpool Cup Competition, and the all absorbing tie between Everton and Bootle has been perforce postponed, both clubs being engaged in the National competition. Everton will again engage with the champions of Pikes-lane, who have been doing bad since the last bout at Anfield-road, and who will have put off all their indifferent form if they are to come out of the encounter with untarnished reputation.
RECORD RAISING AT EVERTON
One of Everton’s trump cards was “roughed” by the exigencies of the Cup Ties. From West Bromwich Albion to Haydock St. James' is a pretty step, but on the principle that “half a loaf is better than no bread” the saints were taken on at the last moment. The match was only interesting as affording a glimpse of the “complete Everton team," both Weir and Izatt taking up positions with their new club. At present Gibson seems likely to retain his position at centre half, where he is now playing at his best, so that it will be a question of “Mike” or Murray. The Evergreen is the last of the old stagers how seen on the local boards, or rather turf, if we except Rogers, the captain of the Bootle reserve, and he has done yeoman service for the Everton club for many years past. The match with Haydock was naturally one-sided, but the anxiety of the Everton forwards to score, their moderate shooting, and the agility of the St. James’ custodian prevented the tale of goals from being very large one. Three times in the first half and five times the latter portion did the ball pass through the visitors' goal, and Everton won by eight to none.
ENGLISH CUP
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 12 November 1887
First round-Third Meeting
WANDERERS V. EVERTON
For the third time these teams met this afternoon, Pike’s-lane being the venue on this occasion. The greatest interest was taken in the event, and the teams were as follow Wanderers: Unsworth, goal; McKernan and Parkinson, backs; Bullough, Parkinson, and Roberts, half backs; Davenport, Brogan, W. Steel, Owen, and Howarth, forwards. Everton: Smallie, goal; Dick and Dobson, backs; Higgins, Gibson, and Weir, half backs ; Fleming, Watson, Goudie, Farmer, and Izatt, forwards. Umpires, Messrs. Duxbury (Darwen) and Hughes(Cheshire). Referee, Major Marindin, President Football Association. There were about 6,500 spectators, and the Wanderers were out a long time before the Everton men arrived. Steel kicked off and soon the Wanderers were attacking, Dick saving. This was followed by Farmer running well up and Izatt kicking wide. Watson had a good chance but shot wide, and then a piece of pretty passing by the whole of the Wanderers’ forwards let in Davenport, but he shot over. A mis-kick by Parkinson almost let in Watson, but he recovered himself, and Kenny was off again only to be brought up by Dobson. An exciting attack on the Wanderers' goal was miraculously saved at the expense of a corner which was cleared, but Everton still pressed. A clever centre by Farmer gave Izatt a chance, but he shot wide from within a couple of feet of the goal. Some grand play by Owen gave the Wanderers a good chance, and Roberts nearly scored with a real beauty. Dick cleared under difficulties, and again Everton had the best of it, but it was only for a short time, and getting from a free kick, Farmer ran on and obtained a grand goal, amidst loud cheering. A free kick off Weir was well placed by Roberts, the ball bobbing about in the Everton goal, but Gibson eventually cleared. The next item was a claim for a corner to Everton, which the Major disallowed after the ball had been placed. Everton had by far the best of matters, Weir played splendidly half back, and Kernan and Parkinson were repeatedly called upon, but they both responded grandly, and now and again the Wanderers burst away. Roberts was prominent with some good shooting, and once the ball appeared through, but the claim was disallowed. This was hard lines for the Wanderers, and from the kick-off Izatt screwed in off the line, Unsworth fisting very well. Smallie saved well a minute later with Brogan on the top of him, and the Wanderers did all the pressing, the ball being kept well in the Everton goal. Steel had a chance but dallied too long, and a magnificent shot by Brogan was put outside by Smallie, the corner being kicked just wide. For a long time the ball was kept at the Everton end, and then Dick relieved, Izatt being again prominent. Brogan was to the fore with some fine centres, and the fine defence of Dick and Dobson was tested to the utmost. The Everton forwards are a very fast lot, and when they got under weigh they generally landed at the other end, but here they found good defenders in McKernan, Parkinson, and Unsworth. From another grand centre Brogan, Owen missed an easy chance, and the next moment Smallie saved well, whilst in another few seconds the ball was put past him, but again disallowed for being out of play. Unsworth was called upon, and then McKernan saved, the ball eventually going wide. The siege did not last long for the Wanderers were soon on the job, and Brogan centred really grandly. Smallie was conspicuous by good goalkeeping, and the Wanderers had very hard lines, but up to half time did not score.
EVERTON LEADING BY ONE GOAL
On restarting, the Liverpool men at once went to the front, and Unsworth had to fist away two dangerous customers. Davenport was the first to show up, and ran the ball to the Everton quarters, where Dick was ready for him. A chance had been made in the positions of the Wanderers, Steel going half-back, Davenport centre, and Parkinson right wing. The Wanderers continued to have the best of it, and gained a dangerous corner, but Weir cleared and Farmer raced away. The ball went wide, but was returned, and Unsworth saved grandly. One of the Wanderers kicked the ball over the stand, but the corner came to nothing. Brogan getting it away. After a visit to the Everton goal, Watson put too much screw on one, which crawled round the post. Higgins was prominent in an attack on Everton goal, and then a free kick in the goal month looked dangerous for the visitors, but it was cleared, and Farmer was off to the other end. Unsworth was called upon three times, and was cheered for his fine saves. There was no time lost by either side; the ball was no sooner at one end then the other. The Wanderers had the most chances and several of them were lost by shooting. Owen was the chief offender, and occasionally some good dribbles by Farmer troubled the Wanderers’ backs, but for a considerable time the play was in the Everton half. At length Owen centred, and Brogan scored amidst cheers, which were renewed when a goal was allowed. There was still ten minutes, and the game was continued amidst loud yells from the spectators. There has seldom been such an exciting match at Pikes-lane as both goals were repeatedly attacked. Unsworth and Dick were especially prominent. Towards the finish Everton again pressed and it was an anxious time for the Wanderers as it was getting dusk. Fleming put his shoulder out and retired, there being three minutes to play. In this time nothing was done, and it being too dark to attempt anything further, another draw resulted.
Final result; Wanderers 1, Everton 1
It is thought that Weir and Smallie are not eligible, they not being qualified on the 15th October, the last day for the first round. The matter will be referred to the Emergency Committee, and their decision will probably be arrived at Tuesday. The Wanderers did not play Struthers on that account.
FOR THE THIRD AND LAST TIME, GENTS! GOING, GOING, GONE!
By “The Grumbler.”
Oh, sullen was the atmosphere, and grim the stern array, For well ’twas known that one proud crew must perish in the fray.
Twice before they'd met in conflict, and twice before had reeled,
Both had been hewed down to their knees, but neither yet would yield.
So again the trumpets sounded, ’gain rings the mighty cheer,
‘Tis the third, last time of asking!—Eh, what is that I hear-
You say, “‘Victoria Cross’ here is the Bard of this ’ere lay—”
And that I’m to stow my gammon, and stick to prose to-day –“
Oh, very well, I tumble, back, kennel, Rhymester bold; The Grumbler can’t do much, sir, but he'll do as he is told; When next I loose Pegasus, you’ll not check his mad career; For he’s got the blooming hump, sir, no more his song you’ll hear. Besides the game ain’t worth it, d’ye take me for a jay? That’s not Joliffe in the Toffy goal, why they’ve chucked the game away ! And so that’s all there is about it, and no bloomin’ error, and s'help me never, if you ever catch spouting heroically over a one-horse cup tie like this again, may I be dessicated, extricated, and spiflicated like a bloomin’ 5th November guy. So there. That there V.C.—Victoria Cross or whatever his name is—can just do what he jolly well likes, but The Grumbler henceforth and forever makess tracks just in the old sweet way. What, ho, there! Clear the way. Room for The Grumbler’s extra double distilled whis—perings. “Ha, Major, how d’ye do?” “Dee-lighted, I’m sure.” “And how’s Mrs. Major, and all the little Major’s?” “Dee-lighted !” “And how’s your K.M.G? Don’t know what it is, but how is it, not painful, eh? - Here, there, think you’ve got a window pane in yer back I s’pose. Stand out o’ the light.” Give me a pain somewhere else, eh?” Gar out! Hi there, any more going on. Shut off the steam escape and off we go.
Not so fast, however, the Major is here, Dr, Morley is here, Mr. Duxbury and Mr. Hughe are here, the Wanderers are here, the crowd is here, in fact we’re all on the job, except that rather important item the Liverpool special. Oh, you trains. You L. & Y. trains, when will you come up to time, to time? Echo answers “Time,” and shortly afterwards murmur, low at first but swelling louder, announces the arrival of the Evertonians exactly at three o’clock. They are ready dressed, and are received with a slight cheer by the 7,000 spectators. “Where’s Joliffe?” was the inquiry. “On the stand,” is the reply. Before we have got over the surprise the Major looks at his watch, gives the signal, and Steel is away with a pass to the right. The misty pall has lifted a bit, and gives us a better view. The first item is a long pass forward by Weir, which is taken on the toe by Izatt and shot to left. Then Parkinson heads out, and Watson makes a stupid kick right across directly afterwards. Wanderers are away and Davenport kicks over amid a chorus of disappointed “Oh’s.” Georgie Farmer then gave Unsworth a handful, which he gets rid of. Amid yells of “put it through,” Flemming centred the ball, and there is a scrimmage in front. “Well saved,” and again we are away. Goudie is again on top of the goal, and Farmer crossing makes a shot which is also a “cross ’un,” and the Wanderers are safe once more. Owen is at it at the other end. George Dobson downs him. Bob Roberts skims the turf with a swift ’un, there is momentary struggle, and Smallie has cleared. Farmer again sends in a long ’un, but the leather travels down, Higgins gives hands, but “no go.” Izatt then comes along beautifully; Farmer takes the ball, and with a screaming high shot effects the Wanderers’ downfall fifteen minutes from the start. A grand shot which would have scored anywhere. Delighted whistling and shouting by the Evertonians. Resigned melancholy of the Wanderers.
Another run for Toffy, and then some high kicking at the other end. Hands against the Wanderers and a kick-out by Bob. Weir throws in, “Andy” has a chance, but McKernan lifts his boot and the ball passes behind. Corner nowhere. Izatt has the next chance, but twists round and loses the ball, and then Bob Roberts gives away a corner. Nowhere again. “Andy” has a long kick, the ball passes through everybody’s legs, and Unsworth falls down to save. Now Fleming takes a wing flyer, a bit wide, followed by a run by “ Kenny ’’ and some long kicking in the Everton half. The results in wild excitement as the ball is banged into Smallie’s hands, and thence apparently through. “No goal,” rules the Major. I could see sufficiently well to tell the reason. Next brogan goes for Smallie, but his charge was brogan (!) down, and again the defence triumph. Howarth dallies, and then shoots without effect, and Steel soon afterwards fails to take the ball. Brogan once more falls at Smallie’s feet, and “Kenny” shoots to the side. Izzat does little at the other end, and Roberts transfer the attack, which is cleared by Dick. There is rapid journeying from end to end, and Fleming essays a shot. Then Owen makes a miserable failure-“a demmed miserable failure,” –as Mr. Mantillini would say-for Brogan gets in a ripping centre from the line, and he has nothing to do but touch it through- and he does the other thing. Once more the Wanderers get the ball through futilely, as it had previously been out of play. Soon afterwards Steel introduces one of his noted flyers, about twenty yards over the bar, and the Wanderers enjoy a somewhat prolonged attack on the Everton fortress. It brings no grist to the mill, however, and directly afterwards the major’s whistle announces the half-time cessation, Everton being in the proud position of leaders by a goal. It was now explained that the reason why the first goal was disallowed for the Wanderers was that the Major considered the goalkeeper had been impeded by one of the Wanderers getting in front of the ball and preventing Sammlie playing it. Rather cur’ous this.
A minute’s rest and they are off again. The Wanderers are called to defend and then Owen comes away but is forced over the line. Izatt retaliates, and is in turn spoilt by Bullough. It is now noticed that Billy Parkinson has come on to the right wing, whilst “Kenny” is centre forward, and Steel centre-half. Quite a reorganiastion. How will it work? A foul in front of the Everton post is cleared and then farmer goes away. Getting checked he recovers himself, and puts in a pretty shot a bit wide. Izatt now takes a shot whilst Fleming tackles Unsworth, but to no purpose, and then the leather is lifted right over the back stand. An attack in force on Everton is repelled, and it seems if the Wanderers are never to break through the defence. Watson tries a lovely shot, which seems to curl right round the post. “Play up Wanderers!” but the encouraging shout doesn‘t help them much, and Farmer gives Unsworth a beautiful catch. Next Smallie runs beyond the prescribed distance with the ball, and is penalised. Such a chance may never occur again, the men close up, and the ball is placed, kicked, and - got away. Watson gives Unsworth a tickler, but the honour of Pikes-lane is saved once more. From a throw-in Brogan essays a shot, which is not quite good enough, and then little Parkinson allows the ball to pass him without an effort, and another chance is gone forever The pipe-lights glare fitfully up and down the field in the gathering gloom, and with twenty minutes still to play the score remains unchanged.
Then, amid a scene of the wildest enthusiasm, the game is equalized. Brogan’s persistency is rewarded. He puts in a shot, Smallie half saves it, but Brogan returns and the thing is done. Hurrah! Just on time, Fleming retires having unfortunately put his shoulder out, but the game progresses fiercely in the semi-darkness. All is over, however, and the result another draw. What’s that? Everton likely to be disqualified! Jee-rusalem!
OBSERVATIONS BY “MICKEY FREE”
Some uneasiness was felt at the start on account of the changes in Everton team. The Wanderers made a start, and from a centre by Weir, Izatt early had a chance, but shot wide. The Wanderers replied by a nice run, but Davenport shot high. Everton now spurted up, and Farmer sent in a beauty, which Unsworth just got away. Kenny then made off, but Dobson proved a rock ahead, and Fleming had a chance, but being attended to, the ball went behind. Everton boys now rushed up, a fine bully ensued, Fleming centred, and Farmer shot in hard, and Unsworth just saved. An appeal was made, but ruled against the Cupholders. The hopes of the Everton supporters now began to rise, as their men were doing the most of the pressing. Fleming centred, Goudie continued the movement, and it looked any odds that Everton through Farmer had scored, but the decision was otherwise, and mid-field became the scene of a stiff scuffle. The Wanderers got up, and Smallie for the first time used his hands. Everton were back in a trice, Watson leading the way, and Parkinson kicked clear. Hands off. Higgins looked well for the Wanderers but the kick was neutralized and Izatt made a grand burst, and passing to Farmer the latter shot a beautiful goal just 15 minutes after the start. Great cheering greeted this.
From the kick-off Everton again cut out the pace, and Fleming by one of his old style centres nearly brought about another downfall of the Trotters' citadel. McKernan got the leather clear, and the Everton end was visited, but a free kick relieved, and Everton again pressed. Weir sent in and Parkinson just saved. Roberts next conceded a corner to Our Boys, but nothing came of it. Gibson sent in a daisy cutter, which Unsworth just got away. Weir passed to Watson, and the latter to Fleming. A shot by this, player passed just wide of the uprights. The Wanderers were now up, and a stiff scrimmage in the mouth of Everton goal followed. An unsuccessful appeal was made by the Wanderers, and then the home goal was in jeopardy. A few smart exchanges, and then Brogan went for Smallie, but the Evertonian, although rolled over, got the ball away. A free kick to the visitors eased the play, but Howarth had a chance a little later on, but was slow to utilize it. Dick cleared, but a corner to the Wanderers followed. Nothing came of it. Gibson to the right, Watson and Fleming up, McKernan cleared, and Kenny tried a useless long one. Roberts now cleared a couple of well-directed shots. The Wanderers got back on the right; Dick missed his kick but Dobson was there. The Wanderers now had a fine chance. Brogan made a fine centre but Owen duffed it badly. The Wanderers now succeeded in getting the ball through, but as it had previously been in touch a goal kick only resulted. Smallie distinguished himself hereabouts by a grand save. Roberts tried a long one but hands neutralized the possible chance, and half time arrived with Everton still leading, by one to nil.
No time was wasted in restarting, as the light was falling fast. Goudie kicked off, and after a few exchanges Farmer and Izatt worked the globe over the line. Everton were again progressing nicely when Farmer got his hands in the way. Steel, who had gone half-back, looked dangerous. A corner resulted. Farmer got the ball away, and did a nice dribble, but shot wide. Izatt next shot in and Fleming attended to Unsworth, but the latter was not to be had and cleared. A corner to Everton followed—nothing came of this—the Wanderers getting up Weir tackled, and Everton got back. Watson sent in regular beauty, but the leather just curled outside the upright. The Wanderers now made a desperate attack —Higgins, Dobson, and Dick cleared. Everton again got back, but only for a moment or two. So the game went on. At last the Wanderers came up, Smallie slipping just as Brogan shot in a second time the score now made level, with 15 minutes to go. It was sheer piece of bad luck which enabled the Wanderers to draw level, as had Smallie stood on his pins the shot could have easily been accounted for. The play became very fast, and from a shot on the right Unsworth had to use his hands. Izatt raced off and passed to the right. Fleming made a good attempt, but Unsworth kicked clear. Everton, not to be done, spurted up, but the ball went over the line. About this time Fleming retired with his shoulder out, a rather unfortunate occurrence for Everton. Watson dallied, and lost a chance. The Wanderers replied with a run. lzatt from a throw in made a fine dribble, but shot too soon: in fact he appeared to have had a chance to dribble almost through. The ball went wide, and the game again finished in a draw. The light being too bad the referee decided that extra time could not be played.
NUGGETS
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 12 November 1887
EVERTON V. BOLTON WANDERERS
November 14, 1887. The Liverpool Mercury
Played at Pike-lane, before 6000 spectators. The Everton men were, delayed by their train being late. Steele kicked off, and soon the Wanderers were attacking. Dick saving. This was followed by Farmer running well up, and Izatt kicking wide. Watson had a good chance, but missed his aim, but this was followed up by a grand piece of passing in which the whole of the Wanderers' forwards took part. Davenport finally kicking the ball over the bar. A miss kick by Parkinson almost let in Watson, but he recovered himself and Davenport got off again, Dobson finally stopping his hurried career. An exciting assault was now made on the Wanderers goal, which was only saved at the expense of a corner. Next a clever centre by Farmer gave Izzatt a chance, but he shot under. It was now the Wanderers turn, and some good play by Roberts nearly ended in the downfall of the Everton goal. Dick, however, cleared under difficulties, and again Everton did the most of the pressing, but it was only for a short time, and getting the ball from a free kick, Farmer ran on and obtained a grand goal, amidst loud cheering. A free kick off Weir was well placed by Roberts, the ball bobbling about in the Everton goal, but Gibson-eventually cleared. The next item was a claim for corner to Everton, which the Major disallowed. After the ball had been placed Everton had by far the best of matters. Weir played splendidly at half-back, and Kernan and Parkinson were repeatedly called upon; but they both responded grandly, and now and again the Wanderers burst away. Roberts was prominent with some good shooting, and once the ball appeared through, but the claim was disallowed. This was hard lines for the Wanderers, and from the kick-off Izatt screwed in off the line, Unsworth fisting very well. Smalley saved well a minute latter, with Brogan on the top of him, and the Wanderers did all the pressing, the ball being kept well in the Everton goal. Steel had a chance, but dallied too long, and a magnificent shot by Brogan was put outside by Smalley, the corner being kicked just wide. For a long time the ball was kept at the Everton end, and then Dick relieved, Izatt being again prominent. Brogan then came to the fore with a fine centre, but they could not beat the Everton backs. The visitors' forwards showed a good turn of speed. Owen issued an easy chance for the Wanderers, and the next moment Smalley saved well, but later the ball was put past him, but disallowed for being out of play. Brogan again troubled the Everton backs, but Smalley showed some good tactics, and at half-time Everton led by 1 goal. On restarting the Liverpool men showed up, and Unsworth fisted out two hot shots. Davenport ran the ball to the Everton quarters, but Dick stopped him. A change was now made in the position of the Wanderers, Steele being put half-back, Davenport centre, and Parkinson right wing, and the home team continued to have the best of it, and gained a dangerous corner, but Weir cleared, and Farmer raced away, Unsworth being called upon to save. Later on a free kick in the goal mouth looked dangerous for the visitors, but it was cleared, and Farmer got off to the other end. Unsworth was called upon to defend three times, and was cheered for his saves. The Wanderers afterwards had some good chances, but shot badly, until at last Owen centred and Brogan scored the equalising point for the Wanderers. There was only ten minutes to play, and the excitement ran high, Fleming having to retire through putting his shoulder out. Nothing further was scored, and the result was a draw -1 goal each –and darkness had crept on no extra time could be played. Afterwards the Wanderers lodged a protest against two of the Everton players. Teams; Wanderers; Bolton Wanderers; - Unsworth, goal; McKernan, and J. Parkinson, backs; Bollough, W. Parker, and Roberts, half-backs; Davenport, Brogan, W. Steel, Brogan, Owen and Howarth, forwards. Everton; - Smalley, goal; Dick and Dobson (captain), backs; Higgins, Gibson, and Weir, half-backs; Fleming, Watson, Goudie, Farmer, and Izzatt, forwards. Umpires, Messrs, Duxbury (Darwin), and Hughes (Northwich Victoria). Referee, Major Marindin.
Undecided cup tie
Everton v Bolton Wanderers.
November 14 th 1887. The Liverpool Daily Post.
For the third time these teams met on Saturday to try and vettis their claim as to which should have the honour of entering the second round of the English Cup. Bolton was again the scene of hostilities and a crowd of about 7,000 had gathered at Pike's lane to witness the encounter. A special was run from Tithebarn-street, which took down about 700 of the Everton devotees, whilst over a hundred went by an earlier train, amongst whom I noticed the president of the club, Mr. J. Houlding, who was accompanied by a batch of vice presidents. The instant the teams stepped into the field Mayor Marindin lined them up, and a start was made at once. The weather was favourable for football with the exception of a nasty haze, which hung about, making the light very bad. Steel kicked off, and Weir at once got the leather and kicked to the left, from which point Izzatt shot a bit wide. Davenport met the kick out and trotted off, but skied badly. Gibson, Weir, and Higgins them worked prettily and letting in Farmer, the latter called on Unsworth to clear. This he did smartly, and then Dobson pulled up Davenport and rent the ball to the right. Fleming then got off, but Roberts ran him into touch. Everton were next loudly cheered for a bit of very fine play indeed, which ended in Framer, again shooting in, but Unsworth handled the leather, and got rid of it very smartly. An appeal was made for this as it was thought the ball was under the bar. It was disallowed, but Everton still playing much superior game to their opponents, came up again. Fleming centred Goudie passed to the left, from which point the ball came flying in to Unsworth. Again an appeal unsuccessfully made, but after fifteen minutes' play the Everton back division burst through and sent the ball to Izzatt. This player raced away beautifully, until he was just about to be tackled by McKernan, when he touched the globe to his wrong man, Farmer, who finished with a beautiful goal, the Everton supporters shouting themselves hoarse after this success. From this point till half time some very clever saves were made by Smalley on the one side and Unsworth on the other, but no material advantage was gained. On one occasion the Wanderers got the ball through, but as Smalley had been deliberately held by Steel long before the ball reached him, the claim for goal was promptly disallowed. Not a moment was wasted after the teams crossed over. Goudie kicked off, and the Everton left wing at once made a spurt, the ball just going over the line into touch. The Wanderers rearranged their team hereabouts. Steel went centre half and Davenport centre forward. Play became much more even now and pace was very fast; Everton gained a couple of corners and then Weir saved an ugly rush, and the visitors' right wing got off. Watson sent in a real beauty, but just as the ball appeared certain to go through it fairly curled outside the post, a very near thing indeed. From the kick out the Wanderers made a furious dash. Higgins, Dick, and Dobson in turn kicking clear. At last Owen centred, one of the backs kicked the ball to the right close on the touch-line, and from this point Brogan got the ball. He paused for a second or two as there was an appeal of off side, but seeing no sign of it being attended to, he dashed the ball in and Smalley in attempting to reach it slipped and rolled over. The trotters were almost beside themselves at this turn in affairs as there was not more than ten or twelve minutes to play. Directly after this Fleming got possession, and when he almost had the Wanderers goal at his mercy McKernan rushed out and countering him, heavily rolled Fleming over, and to everyone's regret this splendid player was found to have his shoulder knocked out. From a throw in Izatt made a really brilliant run, but shot too soon, the ball went wide, and again the whistle sounded leaving the tie still undecided. It being almost dark, it was decided that it was not possible to play the extra half-hour. Teams; - Wanderers; - Unsworth, goal; McKernan and J. Parkinson, backs; Bullough, W. Parkinson, and Roberts, half-backs; Davenport, Brogan, Steel, Owen, and Howarth, forwards. Everton; - Smalley, goal; Dick and Dobson (captain), backs; Higgins, Gibson and Weir, half-backs; Izzatt, Farmer, Goudie, Watson and Fleming, forwards.
Prescot v Everton Reserves
This match was played on the Everton enclosure on Saturday, the home team, which included Murray, Cassidy, Briscoe, Costley, and Charteris, winning by five goals to nil; Stott the Prescot goalkeeper, proved an exceptionally good custodian; while Jones who was in charge of the Everton goal, only touched the ball three times.
BOLTON WANDERERS v. EVERTON.
Athletic News - Tuesday 15 November 1887
STILL THEY DRAW.
By the Free Critic.
Yes, Mr. Editor, they draw, and on Saturday I was one of about 8,000 at Pike's-lane ground, but we are still as we were, only more so. I think Pike's lane is one of the most football comfortable grounds, and it is in splendid condition, it was the first time I had been up this season, and I was surprised to find all the mud minus and the turf solid and green. The accommodation is superb, and about 1,500 can be comfortably seated on the stands, I have seen some rare crowds In my time, but the largest I ever remember was when Notts County was at Bolton nearly four years ago. On that occasion it was estimated that 25,000 persons were present. Anyway, those who paid contributed over £460. Think of that, ye Wanderers of the present day, and weep. But though the days of mammoth gates have gone they can still raise a crowd of respectable dimensions at Bolton. Saturdays match had many interesting features, chief amongst which was the fact that this was the third meeting between the Wanderers and Everton in the first round of English Cup ties, which should have been completed a month ago. Then there was the attendance of Major Marindin, all the way from London. It is not every day the Major comes to Lancashire, and he must be supported; consequently, the Doctor and Messrs, Duxbury and Hughes represented the Football Association, and Messrs. Forrest and Hindis the Lancashire Association. So that you see we had a considerable amount of eclat about the thing. The Major and his attendants arrived about 2-40, and the Wanderers soon put in an appearance with the Royal Arms and an ugly sash across their white jerseys. There were representatives of almost all the principal clubs in Lancashire, and I was delighted to see Mr. Councillor Houlding, the father of the Everton boys, had accompanied them, along with Mr. Ramsey and Mr. Nisbet. The Major and all the rest of us got impatient, as no Everton men put in appearance, for the day was not likely to be the longest. At 3-5 four of them topped the rails. The Major and his assistants followed suit, and the four were asked where their comrades were. “They’re coming, sir, and “was the reply. “Well, I'll five you three minutes, and if they are not here by that time you'll have to fall in without them," quote the Major, in true military style. They came within the prescribed period, and it was found that they had two new men in Weir and Smalley, who were not eligible when the last match was played. The Wanderers were without Struthers, who was left out on account of not being eligible on the 15th of October. The ball was soon started, and for a bit there was quietness, though both goals were attacked. It was not for long, however, for when the Liverpool excursionists arrived they shouted, yea, as badly as the worst Darrener. Even Tom Hindle held his hand up, as the most unearthly yells came from the Evertonians when their men were on the job. They had lots of cause to shout, for Farmer and Co. kept the Wanderers' backs warm and no mistake. The Welshman was all over the shop, and he can go. Parkinson, McKernan, and Unsworth stood the charges manfully, and occasionally Steel and his forwards hurried off to the other end. From one of these visits Farmer and Goudie got the ball, and the latter made no mistake, as he hanged a long one past Unsworth. Didn’t Toffee cheer—just. It was a grand goal, and I daresay lot of people will write me down an ass when I say it was off-side, but some of the Everton officials must be put in same category, as well as Mr. Joe Hartley, of Accrington. The infringement occurred about the half-way line, when Goudie gave the ball to Farmer, who was a yard in front of him, and behind one of the backs. Play after this continued in favour of Everton, whose forwards were much quicker on the ball than the Wanderers, there being several warm tussles. At length a change came o’er the scene, and the Wanderers' made tracks. Brogan centred grandly, and Owen lost several opportunities, whilst Steel was palpably out of place in the centre. Attacks on the Everton goal were varied by dangerous bursts on the part of the Everton forwards; but eventually the ball was put in knocked out two or three times by Smalley, and then put through. The point was disallowed, for Steel had gone forward to keep the goal-keeper company, and was off side. Directly afterwards, Owen screwed in, and the ball was again put through, but the goal was disallowed for the ball being out of play, which it was. The play was even and exciting up to the interval, when Everton led by one goal to nil. Not much time was wasted with the refreshment caterers, and we were off again, Everton once more opening the attack. The Wanderers had their positions in three instances and were not kept long on the defensive. No. They went on the job, and found Dick, Dobson, and Smalley a lot of nasty customers to deal with. Dick was very prominent, and the whole line of half-backs did their work well. It was very exciting as they cleared time after time, and gave the ball to their forwards, who were lying well up, and dangerous forwards they are. Farmer and izatt did most work, but the latter shot dreadfully. Smalley saved grandly, and all the maneuvering the Wanderers could think of could not get the ball past him. Once he ran with the ball, but the free kick was got away from under the bar, and the Wanderers had hard lines Everton had in the first half. The long-looked for goal came at last, for Owen centred off the line. Brogan shot, Smalley kicked away, and Brogan returned, loud shouts greeting the goal. But wait a bit—there is a consultation. Ah! They’ve settled it; Kenny does a double summersault, and the goal is allowed, but it was off-side, clearly. The shades of night had been falling fast for a long time, and it was now dusk. AII we could see was the men running about like spectres, then a bump as Smalley or Unsworth fisted away and then a stoppage, for poor Fleming, who made his first appearance after being laid up, had his shoulder put out. A great pity, for he is a thorough gentleman and a real amateur—scarce articles now-a-dare. Only three minutes remained, and it was a draw, the Major saying it was too late to play extra half-hour. The game was most exciting and even one, though Everton had the best of it on the whole. Their men were much quicker on the ball, and team to beat them must be able to play somewhat. The Wanderers were mixed up with being out of their usual positions, but worked downright hard, and the two best men the field were the old ones —Brogan and Farmer. The excitement was so intense that. It was a positive relief to find they were not playing extra time, though, for that matter, the spectators could hardly have seen anything had been continued. If they have to meet again the game will be a scorcher, but if Weir and Smalley are eligible, then Struthers is, and that will make the teams more even.
THE RESERVES CALLED OUT
Athletic News - Tuesday 15 November 1887
Prescot were at Anfield but they proved no match for the Everton reserve, which included such good men as Briscoe, Charteris, and Cassidy, and, without having a “look-in,” were decisively beaten by five to nothing.
ROBERT SMALLEY
Athletic News - Tuesday 15 November 1887
Smalley, of Lostock Hall, is a good goal-keeper, and certainly superior to Addison over whom he has the advantage of height. The wonder is that Mr. Suddell did not pick him up for the Cup-ties, seeing he is a Preston lad and is employed in the town. Lostock Hall are much annoyed at him playing for Everton on Saturday, as it debars him from assisting them for the Lancashire Junior Cup, which they intended to win. On Saturday, Everton played two new men in Weir and Smalley. According to the Lancashire Association, a player not qualified on the last day of the competition is not allowed to play in any subsequent match in the same round. Mr. Alcock will doubtless bring the matter before his emergency committee, or the commission appointed to inquire into the Northwich Victoria case.
LIVERPOOL FOOTBALL
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 19 November 1887
FORSAKEN
The Liverpool Association grounds were in possession of the Reserves last Saturday, all the leading clubs being engaged abroad. But the eager demand for the Football Field in the evening betokened something more than an ordinary Interest in Saturday’s football. By the way, sir, speaks volumes for the enterprise of a paper, procurable in this district at eight o’clock on Saturday evening, which contains far fuller details of the Everton and Bootle matches than have since appeared in any athletic Journal. It was something of novelty to find the hoardings placarded in Liverpool last week with notices of a game to take place Bolton, and the enterprise of the L. & T. R. in running a special for the convenience of Everton supporters received well-merited recognition, close on one thousand going up to cheer on the best eleven which the Liverpool cup-holders have ever put in the field. The Inclusion of "Weir and Fleming makes a vast difference in the efficiency of the Everton side, the more so as it necessitated Izatts crossing over to the left wing, where he is far more at home than on the right. The result was that for the first time in the series of games, Everton got the whip hand of their opponents, and if the same eleven were available to-day at Everton it is slight odds against the Wanderers having to meet Preston North End next Saturday. The game was noted in detail last Saturday, and those who accompanied the Evertonians from this district express themselves as quite certain of the ultimate success of the Liverpool lot.
THE LIVERPOOL CUP
And the Liverpool Cup, meantime? Bootle and Everton should have met last Saturday and now that Everton must play off their tie to-day with the Wanderers, and Bootle must make their journey to Higher Walton next Saturday, it looks as if the Liverpool Cup tie must be deferred until December 3rd, and the winner will then have some arrears to wipe off, so that the fixture card of one or other will be sadly mutilated before Christmas is reached. Several local Cup ties were brought off last Saturday, and it does team somewhat absurd that clubs should leave a Cup tie until the last date, and then make such a late start as cause the game to be abandoned before the ordinary ninety minutes' play had expired. This was what happened in the Cup tie between Tranmere and Argyle, and when play ceased each club had goal. So much inconvenience is caused by late starts that it is a matter worthy of the consideration of managing bodies of cup competitions as to the advisability of insisting on a start being made with the game at some definite time. An early start was necessary in all conscience for the Everton cup tie at Bolton, and to begin after three o’clock was not the most certain 'way of ensuring a definite issue to tie of which many people are getting weary, and which is ’seriously retarding the progress of the English Cup competition in this division. Another cup of some importance was that between Earlestown and St. Peter’s, which was won by the erstwhile Liverpool cupholders by the narrow majority of three goals to one.
“MICKEY FREE’S” COGITATIONS
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 19 November 1887
A DEAD LOCK
Well, well, the owld sayin’ which asserts that it is a long lane that has no turn was not quite thrue at Pike’s- lane anyhow, and shure its meself that was disappointed, bekase ye see I had quite made me moind that when the Everton boys were away from the exciting cheers and cries of their many admirers at the Walton Breck Road enclosure, they would just give Trotterdom an exhibition of good football, and the Trotters them-selves as decent a whaling ever they got. Well, it didn’t come off, and it’s no use growling, bekase the gossoons played like bricks, and in spite of the weight of the Wanderers it was ginerally admitted that the blue and white fairly outplayed the Royal Standbacks. Och! Now, wasn’t it a purty sight to see Izatt and Farmer scudding away and finishing with as pretty goal as iver was scored? No such mangy thricks as howlding the goalkeeper while the ball was goin’ thro. Oh, no: it was fair and square shot, and didn’t the little band of Evertonians cheer. In fact, I heard a rambling remark that even “Mickey Free” himself was excited. Arrah musha, but it just shows how little unfortunate countrymen are understood.
TIE YOUR BOOTS SIR?
Now, I have an idea that is not desirable to tie yer boots too often just on the touch line of your opponents’ goal. It may be handy occasionally, but begorrah it looked moighty quare to me to see how innocently it was done. The job was just finished in time to stop the leather from going into touch, and it was beautifully centred, and owin’ to this manoeuvre Brogan got the leather sent him and he hadn’t much difficulty in bateing poor Smalley, who rolled over in his attempt to stop an off-side goal. But niver moind. Ye see it was dark and av coorso he couldn’t be expected to know how many men were fornint him or his mate and the goalkeeper.
MAJOR MARINDIN
I was much pleased when I heard that we were to have the honour of a visit from the President of the Association in the capacity of referee, and it is scarcely conceivable how nicely his presence on the field caused things to go. His decisions were well received, but it was very unfortunate that his head should have got in the line of flight of the leather which was shot with such precision that a goal was imminent. Better luck next time, Bobby.
ONCE AGAIN
No procrastination this time on the part of the Association authorities. By Monday evening the order was to hand, sharp and decisive. “Play again at Everton and begin early enough.” This of course with the view of ending the business. What A hard fight just to see which of ’em will have the honor of coming up to be knocked down by the North End! Which will it be?
GROWLS FROM ‘THE GRUMBLER.”
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That I don’t see what there is further to say about it, after the two and a half columns last Saturday.
That it was playing with fire on the part of Everton to turn up late when the Major was on the job.
That they did not waste much time when they did arrive in town.
That there were early indications the Wanderers would get “left” unless they roused themselves.
That the visiting forwards were far and away front of their rivals.
That Davenport seemed frightened to dash in in the old familiar style.
That Brogan was the only man who played his game.
That Steel was as slow as funeral, "and was hardly a success when he held the goalkeeper.
That Bullough was the best of the home half backs, or would have been with little more speed.
That Jim Parkinson, McKernan, and Unsworth could hardly have done better.
That when Everton led by a goal at half time it was generally thought that “ it’s all up with poor Tommy now, as far the Wanderers were concerned.
That said goal was in many directions said to be offside;- it counted nevertheless.
That Farmer was the best forward on the field.
That Gibson was ditto half-back ditto.
That joy reigned supreme when Brogan made things equal.
That this goal like the first was said to be off side;- it also counted.
That the Major wisely abandoned the idea of extra time in the darkness.
That the Wanderers’ secretary wrote to the F.A. re the qualification of Weir and Smalley; and be received no reply beyond the order to play over again.
That Mr. Alcock’s ideas of business are unique.
That the Wanderers ought to be able to pay some long standing debts as the result of their good fortune.
That creditors are being taught how to play a capital “waiting” game.
That Fleming’s accident is a bad job for Everton.
That no one was to blame for It.
That if Smalley and Weir are eligible, so is Struthers.
That he will play to-day.
That the centre can’t mend worse in consequence.
That I’m thoroughly sick of the tie.
That they’re bound to finish to-day, and
That I’m darned glad of it.
“SO THEY DREW!”
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 19 November 1887
In matter and manner and metre are humbler
Than “Micky Free’s” ramblings or “Growls from the Grumbler.’’
No wonder his Pegasus stumbles,— ’cos why?-
The fount Heliconian’s already pumped dry
On the subject of Bolton v. Everton’s tie.
“Thrice the brindled cat hath mewed!”—
No, —Thrice in closing strife they stood
And thrice they spilled each other’s blood.
Well trained at home their boots to wield
The “Toffs” played well on Bolton’s field.
But all too soon the whistle came
To turn the odds of deadly game;—
What, Editor, what?—You remark you will not
Pay poet for writing unlimited rot,
Why, sir, I was quoting from Shakspere and Scott;
But, if wishful you be of a higher degree
Of poultry than they ever hatched in their day,
My strain shall remain in the vein of “V. C.”
Farmer shot splendidly dose on the start,
Unsworth defended and proved himself smart.
A free kick close upon their post the Evertonians save,
And shortly Hamlet Senior’s Ghost is startled in his grave,
Awakened by the vast turmoil of thousands mad with joy
As Unsworth tries in vain to foil the dashing Farmer’s Boy.
From Weir Bolton’s burly back, and back from back to Weir,
They had the ball between themselves for fully half-a-minute.
Another fool in front of goal filled Toffee hearts with fear,
But Mike the unrepressed was there and shoved them how to spin it.
Roberts gave a corner next: —result of corner, “Nil;”
And Everton, now leading one, a second point attempted.
When Marindin called “Ball in touch,” the “Special” took it ill
And showed that even Presidents are not from groans exempted.
Bolton now a corner got:—result of corner, “Nix.”
The Wanderers made a smart attack, —’twas Daven port that led it;
Dick, strongly pressed, here twice or thrice missed very dangerous kicks,
And Steel held Smalley in a way that did him smallest credit.
The Evertonians made a rash and almost raised the score,
But Bolton played their level best and raised the siege in lieu of it,
And racing down the field they forced a corner—and no more,
The whistle blew and Bolton grew quite blue to hear the “whew” of it.
Half-time —half-a-minute or so; —Micky lingers
A moment to stretch out his achin’ cramped fingers,
When stealeth gently out for “two of gin”
And back to see the second half begin.
As for “Vox,” having been from his youth up teetotal,
He leaves not the field—(for he carries bottle !)
Smalley a clever shot skilfully parried,
And ran with the ball as the Major called “ Carried !”
Not long around Smalley the skirmishing tarried.
For quickly poor Unsworth the Toffee-ball harried.
In vain! in vain! and back again
They scour across the darkening plain.
Till Brogan sent a roller in, and Smalley to th’ occasion fell
And rose to find the ball passed through, as pealed a wild hilarious yell
That shook the fanes Trotterdom, resounding far through Halliwell!
One to one! —and the game is done,
And the tie is neither lost nor won.
And Preston sends curses, While Vox spouteth verses
And watches and waits for the end of the fun.
But what still far worse is, Poor Fleming there nurses
A shoulder put out in the terrible rout,—
Which is matter for pity, Fox through the great city
There’s none better able than Fleming to play
A smart clever game in a gentleman’s way.
Bolton would have no objection—far from it,—
Would Dobson and Gibson ''return to their womit”
Jolliffe can hardly look ill on the change
That threatens to mete him so full revenge!
'Twas one of Bolton’s knowing ones was heard last night to mutter
He’d "always thought that 'toffy-sticks’ were sugar mixed with butter!”
Oh! Magna eat Veritas! Major—refereeus!
Maximus—nec Grumblator nec nempe Mickifreeus,
Sed-
Vero tibi O! lector dulcissime,
Vee-Ceevs!
THE ENGLISH CUP
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 19 November 1887
FIRST ROUND-FOURTH MEETING
WANDERERS V. EVERTON
For the fourth time these teams met in the first round of the English Cup ties this afternoon at Everton. There were about eight thousand spectator's. The teams were; - Wanderers: Unsworth, goal; McKernan and Parkinson, backs; Bullough, Steel, and Roberts, half backs; Davenport, Brogan, Struthers, Howarth, and Owen, forwards. Everton: Smalley, goal; Dick and Dobson, backs; Higgins, Weir, and Gibson, half backs; Briscoe, Watson, Goudie, Farmer, and Izatt, forwards. Messrs. Duxbury and Hughes, umpires. Mr. Stacey, Sheffield, referee. Struthers kicked off, and the Wanderers were soon at the Everton end, but the next minute from a run up by Farmer and Izatt, Goudie scored. The Wanderers objected, but the point was allowed, only two minutes having elapsed. In another minute Watson obtained a second, the Everton forwards showing any amount of dash. Some nice passing by Struthers, Howarth and Davenport carried the ball to Smalley but the goalkeeper saved and Steel kicked out. A grand throw in by Roberts caused Dick and Dobson to do a lot of heading, but they eventually cleared. For some minutes the ball was kept in the Everton quarters, and then Farmer got away, but Unsworth saved. The Wanderers had another chance, but Farmer met Parkinson’s kick and Izatt ran off, only to be floored by Bullough. The Everton forwards passed well and tested the Wanderers’ defence to the utmost, but they were equal to it. Dick was prominent with some good kicking, and play was at the Wanderers’ end for some time. Farmer tried to get through, but McKernan was on his track and compelled him to shoot wide. From some good passing by Struthers and Howarth, Davenport just missed capital centre by Howarth, and then the Wanderers had the best of matters. Both Roberts and Struthers had shots, and Owen put an end to the barricade by shooting over the bar. Another grand shot by Roberts just topped the bar. Farmer and Izatt relieved matters somewhat with a good run, the Welshman finishing with a fine shot, which, however, went over. The game continued very fast, and the Wanderers claimed a corner, but the referee gave a goal kick. Farmer and Izatt were again on the job, aided by a timely kick by Weir, but the final shot went wide. Everton had another spell at pressing, Gibson putting in a capital shot, which Unsworth allowed to go out. Dick and Dobson both kicked into touch when pressed, and broke the attacks of the Wanderers’ forwards several times in this manner. Goudie had a chance, but was erratic. A minute later Smalley saved a scorcher from Steel close to the bar, and a corner resulted, which Dobson cleared. Bullough was next prominent with some good kicking. Watson put the ball wide, and Farmer sent one over the bar, and just afterwards the former almost grazed the post. A free kick taken by Roberts was headed out of goal by Dick, and McKernan returned splendidly. Parkinson was prominent with some good tackling, and then the Wanderers had a free kick for a foul charge, which came to nothing. Just afterwards half time was called, the score being
Everton Two, Wanderers None.
On restarting the Wanderers were the first to show up, but Struthers fell and Dobson cleared away the danger. From some good passing by Struthers and Brogan the latter shot just wide from a fair attempt. Good kicking by Weir and Gibson got the ball away, but Roberts and then Parkinson returned, and Dick robbed Struthers in the goal month. Brogan was penalised for a foul charge against Gibson, and the ball went to the Wanderers’ goal for the first time. A corner fell to the Wanderers and the ball hovered in front of the Everton goal, but it went out. Farmer and Goudie raced away and Unsworth had one to stop from Izatt. Just after this Struthers got through, but Dobson knocked him off as he shot. From a run by Izatt and Farmer Everton gained their first comer, which was nicely placed, but Weir kicked over. Dobson was cheered for a grand save, and then Everton nearly scored, but the man was off-side. From a nice centre by Owen, Struthers put the ball wide, a rather easy chance missed. The ball travelled quickly to the Wanderers’ end, but it went harmlessly outside and Howarth had an opportunity from a long shot
By Brogan, but he was too late. Play was all at the Everton end, and Dick and Dobson were repeatedly called upon. The home team at length broke away, but a foul stopped them for a bit However, they returned to the attack, but could not do anything. Then the Wanderers rushed up in a body, and after Smalley had twice saved Davenport scored, there being yet 20 minutes to play. From the kick off Everton again went to the front, but Watson shot wide. A corner then fell to the Wanderers, and for a time play was dangerously near the Everton goal. When the Everton forwards got over the half-way line they generally worked up to the Wanderers’ backs, and once Unsworth had a difficult one to fist away. From a throw-in Everton were again dangerous, but the Wanderers were kept at it from the persistent manner in which the Everton defenders kicked out. Dick played a champion game, and was always there when wanted. It was seldom Everton got in close quarters, and for a long time play was confined to midfield, but once Izatt got up and put the ball through just as the whistle went for off-side. Unsworth had another to stop shortly afterwards. Farmer now went half-back to strengthen the defence, but for all the Wanderers had the best of the play. They tried hard to equalize matters but it was no go, and time sped swiftly on with Everton leading by two goals one. Just before the finish Goudie shot past the post, and then, as the officials had their watches in hand, Izatt shot into Unsworth's hands, but he saved, leaving Final Result. Everton 2 Wanderers 1.
The Wanderers protested yesterday against Weir and Smallie possessing the month’s qualification, and it will be heard at the next meeting of the Council of the Football Association.
FINAL RESULT EVERTON 2 WANDERERS 1
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“LE ROI EST MORT; VIVE LE ROI.”
By “The Grumbler.”
[The orders of the Committee (through Mr. Alcock, the secretary) were to commence at 215 and play on till one or other was knocked out.]
Talk not of champion sloggers, of Sullivan, Jake Kilrain -Rave not of Spanish bull fight, and old-time cocking mam—
Prate not of Smith and Mitchell, the pets o’ the boxing ring-
Sing not of champion barbers, Teddy Wick, the rarer king-
Forget long distance swimmers, Beckwith and Finney tribes .
Banish Ormonde and Bendigo, delight of racing scribes,
Away with George and Cummings, pride of the cinder track-
Avaunt! ye record smashers, Alcock has pegged ye back !
Not so much Vive le Roi for the other, either, with the North End bloodhound crouching in the path, its fangs double sharpened, its tongue lolling out, its cruel eyes bloodshot and bleary, its breath coming in thick short gusts, waiting impatiently, with an occasional low growl, for the inevitable prey —all of which is speaking “parygorical” of course. Last week I was a bit too “previous.” Unlike a model cheap Jack, I knocked the lot down before the bidding had stopped, and it had to be put up again to-day. Right you are. Out of the fog and smoke, we steamed off to Liverpool, into bright sunshine, and after rambling over the “petrified kidneys” (in strange and uncomfortable contrast to the luxurious first-class the L. & Y.), the late President and ex- Treasurer of the Wanderers in company with myself landed on the ground in capital time. The teams were soon on, but owing to the early start the gate was not colossal, some 5,000 or 6,000 being present at the opening. This time the Wanderers are not so lucky in the spin of the coin, and it looks as if this reverse is an omen evil, for after Struthers has started the leather and Brogan has punted a long one over the line, Izatt comes away in grand trim, centres, and Goudie has beaten Unsworth in something under three minutes. Scarcely has the storm of cheers died away when the ball is again crashed up, this time on the right. A free kick falls to Everton, and from it Watson increases the lead. Another mighty roar from the Evertonians, who are now delirious with joy, and the poor Wanderers, who tripped it ever so hopefully, are difficult to find with a seven-horse power telescope. Only in the breasts of a wary few is there a sinister glow of something like satisfaction. And why? The old game “protest,” in which footballers are nowadays versed to perfection, is to be re-played, evidence, it is alleged, being forthcoming that Weir and Smalley are not qualified to join in the fray. Well, we shall see—what we shall see, and that’s about as far as I mean to commit myself on the subject to-day. Meanwhile, the game still progresses with unabated vigour, still, also, in favour of Everton. Unsworth appears a bit demoralized by his double discomfiture, and fumbles somewhat at a shot from Smalley. He recovers, however, in time, and clears before he’s charged. Now the Wanderers have a bit of a look in and Davenport essays a shot, whilst Owen soon afterwards lifts the leather high over. Bob Roberts, with mighty good judgment, is the next assailant, and his shot just skims the cross-bar, on the wrong side unfortunately. “The Wanderers are playing very nicely” is now the verdict of the Evertonians, who with a substantial lump in hand can afford to be charitable, even generous, to their foes. Izatt, Goudie, and Farmer are now concerned in a determined run up, and McKernan failing to stop them effectually, Farmer gets a shot right from the line, which, however, through over-eagerness, he puts too much weight behind, and the ball sails harmlessly over, The battle wages equally for some time now, and there is not the wild excitement of previous encounters. Spectators continue to roll up, and some are perched all along the hoarding at the back the goals. They are hugely comforted by the good news that greets them on arrival. Once more we are roused something like enthusiasm as Steel sends in a ripping shot. Every eye is on Smalley, he tilts the leather up, it strikes the underside of the bar and drops, but not through, as the custodian deftly sends it out of danger. At the other end Farmer tries one of Bob Robert's’ favourite long shots, but it’s a wee bit too high, Then some work on the left wing, Izzatt centres and Watson sends a creeper along the ground! “Goal” shout the crowd, but it isn’t for ball has passed wide of the posts. Gibson charges Steel behind in a most barefaced manner and the Wanderers are promptly awarded a free kick. This comes to nothing, and directly afterwards M'Kernan Is hooted for ducking. The referee whistles ‘‘half-time, ’and then gives Jim a friendly word of caution. All right up to now, say Everton.
When Goudie starts the ball for the second half there are quite 7,000 on the ground, and every window in the row of houses opposite has its group of occupants. Brogan, who had got a big rent in his knickers as distinguishing decoration, gets the ball on the and shoots across. It is not quite good enough. “Struthers, your day’s gone by," is the unkind criticism of the pressman as he falls to make good use of what looks like a chance, and the crowd next indulge their hooting ability at the expense of Brogan, who has fouled Gibson. Briscoe, the right - winger, substituted for Fleming (injured last week), has a tussle with Bob Roberts which ends in the discomfiture of the Evertonian, for Bob just lands him over his leg and lifts the ball up the field. Will Struthers now comes out his own colours, as he gets cleverly through a pack of opponents and shoots. Herein, however, he fails as the ball goes skyward, and once more the Wanderers’ hopes drop to zero. Everton have a comer, the first credited to them, as against two to the Wanderers. This is not improved upon, as Weir kicks over. Now Struthers evokes a disappointed growl as he shoots over when in nice position. Recent experience would seem to point to the necessity of the Wanderers taking a liberal allowance of practice in shooting at goal. After this bit of moral reflection it is a pleasure to turn to something more lively. At last the Wanderers sun is in the ascendant, the ball is shot in, and Davenport lying well up scores the first goal. While there’s life there’s hope. The Wanderers are now playing the better game, but there are no signs of apprehension amongst the Evertonians who are to-day imbued with a super-abundance of confidence. Another “booing” demonstration is made against McKernan for no earthly reason except that a man bumped against him and fell down, and so the conflict enters upon its final stage. Izatt puts the ball through again but is yards offside, and no time is wasted debating the point. For some time now Farmer has been playing half - back to strengthen the defence, and Everton evidently don’t intend to throw a chance away. The next resort is to kick out, which is freely indulged in. Two minutes off time Everton make an attempt to score, but it doesn’t come off. Cries of “Time’’ from the Evertonians display their eagerness for the finish, and very soon they are gratified and jubilate muchly over their two to one victory.
But what about that protest?
Asked to assign a reason for the Wanderers defeat, or the Everton triumph—whichever you like, my little dears—l should say it came very much in the form the “Two Lovely Black Eyes” of classic verse—that in fact, it was a case of “Oh, what a surprise!” The two goals were obtained in such double quick time that the Wanderers had scarcely recovered from the first before the second was upon them. In fact, Everton beat them at their own game. In times past the “Wanderers’ rush” was proverbial. To - day it gave place to “the Everton dash.” The trouble with the Wanderers seems to be that they’ve lost their shooting prowess, and their speed as well. The left wing is especially weak, and it can’t be said that Struthers has improved with his rest. Unsworth too was completely at sea in the early stages. No fault could be found with Jim Parkinson, Bob Roberts, Bullough, Steel, McKernan, Davenport and Brogan –a pretty comprehensive list truly, but still a correct one. There’s no denying it, Everton are just now good all round, and their tactics were admirable to-day. Having obtained the lead they went the right way to maintain it by devoting themselves to defence. Their only weak spot—if they had one-was Fleming’s substitute, and he is player that did very good service last season, and who was then shelved simply because there was a plethora of good material to hand. It the protest comes to nothing I shall be somewhat astonished if Everton don’t make a rattling game of it next week, notwithstanding that their opponents are the redoubtable North End.
NUGGETS
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EVERTON REVIEW
November 21, 1887. The Liverpool Mercury
With this tableau the curtain drops on the first act of the National Cup play, and in a little while at will perhaps be possible for clubs to conform to some extent to their list of fixtures. The repeated drawn games between these two clubs have had advantages. Whilst a considerable amount of inconvience has been occasioned to clubs through the derangement of their programmes, there can be no doubt that the now historic battle has increased the reputation of the Everton, in addition to which both organisations have benefit financially. On Saturday the early hour of commencement in no way affected the attendance, as when Struthers opened hostilities the ground was filled to repletion, the covered stand being as well packed as the unreserved spots were. The ground of course was rendered treacherous through frost, but, under the circumstances, it could hardly have been improved; and so the play was on the whole of high order –conspicuous more for kicking than dribbling and passing tactics. Everton got both their goals somewhat easily, and within five minutes of the kick-off, but they otherwise more shots at goal in the first half than the Wanderers. Soon after changing ends, Bolton were seen to great advantage, and attacked hard for a time, during which Davenport scored, and they certainty looked sure at one time if not of winning, of making the record even. Everton withstood this trying time with credit, and having once cleared the air play became less interesting, the locals, content with a majority of points, putting themselves in a defensive attitude, with the result that there were many delays through kicking out. For the winners, Smalley made no mistake; Gibson played magnificently, whilst Dobson and Dick were better than Parkinson and McKernan. Higgins was rarely prominent, and Weir, though doing good work in the latter half, was tame earlier in the game; Farmer, Goudie, Watson, and Izatt played well together, but Briscoe cannot be considered a success. Struthers (about whom all these renewed fights had been rendered necessary) was the weak spot of the Wanderers, and it is evident his day has passed. Nothing unforeseen occurring, Everton will meet Preston North End next Saturday, though it is stated that a protest has been lodged against Weir and Smalley's qualifications.
Bolton Wanderers v Everton
November 21 st 1887. The Liverpool Daily Post.
A bright sun being materially to make things look well. By the time the kick off took place, there would probably be 3,000 spectators present, but before half-time was reached there would be nearer 8,000 lining the enclosure. To the very second almost of the time given for the kick off that event took place. Dobson luckily won the toss, and defended the western goal. Struthers kicked off the ball traveled to the Everton left and McKernan was called on to clear. Gibson replied and Farmer well aided by Izatt dribbling up, Izzatt centred, and to the increase delight of the Evertonians Goudie drew first blood by a rattling shot. Great cheering resulted, as two minutes had scarcely elapsed from the start. Another start from the middle of the field was made, Hands against the Wanderers again let in the Evertonians, the ball was worked in front of the visitors' goal, and Watson was seen to let fly and bang went the ball past Unsworth, amidst tremendous. Two goals in less than five minutes looked bad for the Wanderers, but as events turned out, the game was won in this short space as Everton failed to score again. Davenport and Struthers worked down nicely, but Smalley got the leather away. Weir than stepped Owen's gallop when that player looked dangerous. Gibson then handled the ball –but the free kick came to nothing, and Farmer shot well in, Unsworth caught the ball and threw clear. Dick saved a nice attempt by Davenport and Struthers. Roberts replied with a long one, and Dick again repelled. Parkinson missed his kick, and Farmer got pass and gave the ball to Izzatt, who was floored by Hallough just at a critical moment. Gibson by a splendid header, again ensued trouble to the visitors, the ball ultimately going outside. Struthers next made off, Dick pulled him up, and Dobson cleared, Higgins combined the movement with a header. Weir crossed over to Goudie the latter to Farmer, who just shot outside. Davenport mulled a chance and Dobson came up in time to spoil a shot by Howarth. Again the Everton captain spoiled Davenport when getting into position, and Roberts shot just over the bar, a near shave. From a pass by Struthers Davenport screwed across, but Weir cleared. Brogan however, got away, but was beautifully deprived of the ball by Gibson, who received a round of applause. Izzatt, Goudie, and Watson made a neat combined rush, and Farmer just sent past the upright. The same player received from Weir, and screwed in, but Parkinson headed away. The pace was exceptionally fast, and the ball was kept going in a wonderful way, neither side lagging for a moment, and some fine play was exhibited, but a little less man play was very much to be desired. Weir showed how this could be done by robbing the burly Roberts is a wonderful neat way, Farmer shot, but the goal remained intact. Dobson next kicked away a goal shot by Brogan. Steel met the ball, and returned it with tremendous force just sufficiently high to have gone under the bar, but with wonderful smartness Smalley stopped its flight, and hit out. This was a superb save, and he richly deserved the applause, which was bestowed on him. half-time was reached with Everton two to nil. After a very short interval, the battle was renewed. Goudie kicked off, Weir passed to Izzatt, who was smartly tackled by McKernan Brogan worked his way down, but shot wide. The Wanderers now showed to advantage, but were equally well met. Gibson deprived Steel, and Higgins upset Brogan's calculation, letting Watson have a chance, which he made the most of until pulled up by Parkinson. Struthers shot wretchedly. Soon after Owen had a look in, but tambled, just when attempting to shoot, Brogan robbed Farmer, and sent to Struthers, but Dobson got in the way of this player, and Goudie had a shot, which Unsworth turned aside. After thirty minutes play in this half, the Wanderers came with a rush, Brogan shot in low, and although Davenport impeded Smalley before getting the ball, and for which he ought to have been given off-side. Smalley threw out, but as this placed Davenport onside, and as he was close in to goal, he dashed the ball past Smalley without the latter having a possible chance. The result was loudly cheered by the Bolton supporters who mustered strongly, but this was their last hope, as Everton now played more a defensive game until the whistle blew, leaving then the victors after a hard fought game by two to one. Teams; - Everton; - Smalley, goal; Dick and Dobson, backs; Higgins, Gibson, and Weir, half-backs; Izzatt, Farmer, Goudie, Watson, and Briscoe, forwards.
Bolton Wanderers; - Unsworth, goal; McKarnan, and J. Parkinson, backs; Sollough, Steel and Roberts, half-backs; Davenport, Brogan, Struthers, Own and Hewitt, forwards.
EVERTON V. BOLTON WANDERERS
Athletic News - Tuesday 22 November 1887
THE STRUGGLE FOR THE CUP. -THE WANDERERS RETIRE.
By the Free Critic.
Mr. Editor, — l was Toffeewards on Saturday, for the Cup ties between the Bolton Wanderers and Everton had got slightly interesting. It is not every round that causes four matches to be played, and there were several peculiar circumstances which rendered the fourth meeting worth seeing. A week ago I saw twenty-two men fighting for all they were worth at Pike's-Lane, and they had also done the same thing on the previous occasion. The first time the Wanderers won, and were ordered to replay owing to one of their men being registered too late. One of the peculiar things about this most peculiar tie was the fact that on Saturday, in the final bout, the Wanderers were told they could play the man who was not qualified, and the same team to man as that which won at the first meeting five weeks ago did duty for them on Saturday. By the tie being replayed, postponed, and other peculiar things, Everton were able to play Smalley and Weir, who have both qualified since the 15th October. That's a peculiarity which the Football Association will be asked to decide upon, so 'tis said. Mr. Alcock had evidently got weary of their tie in the first round being played when the third round should be approaching completion, and last week intimated that the match must be finished no matter whether it snowed, rained, blew, or anything else the chief clerk in the meteorological department choose to send. To fight against darkness, it was ordered that operations should commence at 2-15, and they did. As the Everton ground is situated about three miles from the heart of the great city, it took the spectators all their time to get up for the start; in fact, a third of the 10,000 who witnessed the finish did not see Everton score their two goals. They obtained them before the Wanderers had time to look round. Struthers started the ball, and, along with the other forwards, ran over the line. This was promising for the Wanderers, but the next item in the proceedings wasn’t. The ball was kicked up to Izatt and Farmer and shot in; Unsworth kicked at it, partially missed it, and loud cheers announced first blood to Everton. This was a startler, but there was more to follow, for, on the ball being restarted, Weir returned, one of the Wanderers handled it, and from the free kick the Wanderers did not seem to realize the exact position of the ball until it went through. Mr. Nisbet was promenading inside the ropes and smiled heavily, the spectators were quite generous towards the Wanderers, hoping that Everton would not score more than half-a-dozen goals, and others were making mathematical calculations. If Everton score two goals in 3 ½ minutes, how many will they obtain in 90? But the Wanderers brought the ball to the centre, and again started, this time in most dogged fashion, Brogan getting his head down and carrying the ball down to Dobson, but George tipped it out. For a time, the Wanderers seemed likely to rub off one of the goals, but it was not for long, and Everton had a great deal the best of it. Farmer and Izatt did the most execution, and played a splendid game on the left wing, though Bullongh, who opposed them, was doing the best of the Wanderers' half-backs, and playing well. Gibson was here, there, and everywhere, and when the Wanderers got down Dick was discovered to be in the best of humours. At times the Wanderers got dangerous, but play was chiefly at their end of the field, and the Everton forwards went in for lot of dash. Goudie, though not the most handsome fellow in the world, is a good football player, with any amount of speed; and McKernan and Parkinson had their work cut out to keep them off Unsworth. They were pretty successful in this respect, for the Wanderers goalkeeper had not many shots to stop. Several times the Wanderers got down with good passing and determined play, but lacked shooting power. Roberts tried a long one and Davenport a short one, but Smalley was there. By far the best shot was one made by Steel, which Smalley touched as it seemed certain to go under, and then fisted it away. The referee had occasion to give a player on each side a few words of advice in the matter of being rough, but there was no further damage done up to the interval.
The spectators compared notes during the stoppage, and they were satisfactory, for Everton were certain to put on few more goals—they always play up well at the finish—but few of the Wanderers’ supporters did not quite agree with them. From subsequent events they were perfectly justified in their confidence, for the Wanderers were pretty near scoring in the first minute. This was a good omen for Bolton, and, what is more, they kept it up. Again and again did they get up and centre, only to find Dick and Dobson on the alert. .Struthers got through his opponents in something like his old form, but that was all; he was either floored or shot wide. “Will they never score?” said the few Boltonians present, and the despondent tone was merited. Everton seemed more likely to add to their total, for their forwards are a fast lot, and once clear of the half-backs, it was a case of looking out for squalls. At last a goal came, for, following up one of Davenports shots, Brogan was on the top of Smalley before he could clear, but even then the goal-keeper twice tipped the ball before the Wanderers popped it through. The four hundred odd “trotters' were but indistinctly heard, and the cheer was in great contrast to that which came from the 9,600 Evertonian throats when they scored. Trotters smiling. Toffee glum. “They’ll win yet," said the former, and they certainly shaped well, but Georgie Farmer made the half-backs into four, and formed an almost impossible barrier. Once Howarth had a chance, but he was six inches two slow, and watches were frequently consulted. The Everton men, especially Dick, did all they could to kick the ball out, but Mr. Stacey knocked time off and stopped them to some extent. Minute after minute passed, and the defeat of the Wanderers was certain, as, with only three minutes to play, Everton went on the offensive, and twice were near scoring. Once, indeed. Izatt did head the ball through, but the three officials had all given off-side, and the whistle blew on a victory of two goals to one. Needless to say, the Everton men were greeted with tremendous applause as they left the field, having won one of the fiercest contests ever known in the English Cup ties.
There is nothing to choose in the two teams, that's pretty evident, and in the four matches played each side has obtained five goals - not such heavy scoring. On Saturday Dick proved himself a champion at back, and Sandy Gibson is most useful man half-back. Izatt gets along much better with Farmer than he did at Bootle, and they make a splendid wing. Goudie is a good centre, and has plenty of speed. Smalley will soon be one of the best goalkeepers in the county. The Wanderers played grandly when it is considered that they had such tremendous odds to face after four minutes' play, and they deserve every credit for their performance. Both teams are lax in front of goal, the Wanderers being the greatest sinners in this respect. Bullough was the best man on their side, and is a genuine, hard-working player. Brogan was the pick of the forwards, Struthers coming next. Owen is too slow, and both Howarth and Davenport made too many backward motions when they got the ball. I understand the match was played under protest, the Wanderers not being satisfied with the qualifications of several of the, Everton players.
The Bolton wanderers in danger of a “spill.”
November 22 nd 1887. The Liverpool Courier.
The football team had rather an exciting adventure on Saturday afternoon on their way down to the railway station, after their defeat by the Everton club. The bus in which they were being conveyed from the football ground to town was a three-horse one, most of the Wanderers, being on the top, and proceeded all right until close to Hangiers Circus, when the horses became restive –the leader in particularly –and increased their pace considerably having gone a little way down Brunswick road, the bar broke, and the leaders becoming started by the rattling of the broken bar and chain behind, started into a gallop and commenced plunging, taking the bus down the steep incline at a very rapid and dangerous speed. The bus swayed from side to side to the great alarm of the passages. The Wanderers becoming frightening, urged the driver to pull up, but as he would not they began to get down and cut of the vehicle which still in rapid motion, some actually jumping from the steps by the drivers seat, alighting, most providentially, with no other injuries then rolled in the dirt and consequently bruises. The remainder, who also made their escape, as they touched terra form a were nearly all thrown down the no more serious consequences than a good shakings. The bus was eventually pulled up, and after making all safe the Wanderers re-embarked and proceeded as their journey, congratulating themselves upon their narrow escape.
EVERTON NEWS
Athletic News - Tuesday 22 November 1887
Harrogate has just started a club with T.W Strurthers (Late of Old Carthusians) and L.M. Wilkinson (Everton) in their ranks.
It is not generally known that the English Cup tie between the Wanderers and Everton last Saturday was played under protest, for the Wanderers did not believe either Weir or Smalley were eligible, and before playing Struthers, as per the instructions from Mr. Alcock, they lodged a protest on Friday.
Here we have a man- owing to whose non-qualification the Wanderers have to re-play a Cup-tie-eligible, after a few weeks, to play in the same tie. Everton by their protests, caused a delay of a week, almost threw themselves and the Wanderers without a match., and then they had two more men eligible. But possibility they will find other people besides themselves can lodge protests.
Everton would not advance the price of admission last Saturday-although the Wanderers had done so the previous week- and pose as public benefactors in keeping the admission fee at the popular threepence. But on Saturday the grateful public were surprised to find the best place of the lot- behind the bottom goal-railed in an extra two “d” put on. Bootle object to this.
People would like to know when North End will play Halliwell or even Everton, and when Bootle and Everton will play off that Liverpool cup tie.
As if being thrown out of the Cup ties was not enough. Bolton Wanderers were also thrown out of the bus which had been chartered to take them to town. It was a good job there were no bones broken.
The Wanderers and Everton must be closely matched, for, in four matches, each side has scored five goals. The Wanderers won the first and Everton the last. Good for Everton.
On Saturday over 9,000 paid for admission at Everton and, with members and ladies –a terrible quantity of the latter-there would be over 10,000 on the ground. But the charge was only threepence, and does not amount to as much as people think. Lads are admitted at a penny per head, and there were 1,800 of them.
A Preston paper took the bull by the horns on Saturday evening by advertising, “Great Match at Deepdale. English Cup Tie; 2nd Round. Saturday next, November 26, North End v Everton. Well, Everton may figure at Preston next Saturday, but it’s long odds against them. The F.A. will have a finger in the pie before then.
There’s no denying the fact that the public are heartily sick of this Everton cum Wanderers’ burlesque. If it is a fact that Everton have all along been playing unqualified men and the Wanderers have known it then Football Association should show that they are not to be trifled with. Other members deserve consideration besides the clubs, who have reaped a golden harvest by driving a coach and four through the rules.
LIVERPOOL FOOTBALL
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 26 November 1887
AT LAST
It would quite superfluous in this column to enter into details concerning the final struggle between Everton and Bolton Wanderers at Anfield-road last Saturday. The veracious columns of “Mickey Free,” and “The Grumbler,” which appeared in your last issue, have quite exhausted the subject, and, sooth to tell, one is rather weary of the protracted struggle. The series of matches have proved that the Wanderers and Everton are two singularly well-matched teams. There has not been a plethora of brilliant play in the series taken throughout, and last Saturday’s game was by no means the best. In such matches a stray shot decides the issue, and when Everton had notched two goals in the first four minutes, the game was considered to be lost and won, and so it proved. There was a great deal of misconception in Liverpool about the protest of the Wanderers, owing to an erroneous statement in a local paper. The Wanderers were stated to have withdrawn their protest, but it appears they were not quite satisfied with the summary jurisdiction or Mr., Alcock’s Emergency Committee, and only played under protest. Their plea is a most reasonable one; it does not seem quite right that by delaying the match Everton should gain the great advantage of securing the services two players who were not eligible at the time when the first round should have been decided. On the other hand, the position of the Wanderers was rendered somewhat illogical by playing Struthers, whilst recording their protest against Everton for playing Smalley and Weir. The winners of last Saturday’s game were most anxious to tread the Deepdale turf, and North End were, no doubt, equally eager to demonstrate their immeasurable superiority to the better of the two teams which have so monopolized public attention during the last month. The affair will arouse public curiosity to a high pitch, but there can be only one issue. Padiham form will not good enough for Everton; at, least that is what they say at Anfield-road. FELLOWS IN MISFORTUNE
Halliwell and Bolton Wanderers bear much the same relations as Bootle and Everton, and both Halliwell and Bootle have suffered financially by the inability of their rivals to arrive at some definite issue. Halliwell had a fixture clashing with the Wanderers on the 12th, whilst last Saturday, not content with despoiling them at home, the Pike’s-lane contingent followed them to Liverpool, and again diverted the expected finances into their own capacious maw. The match with Bootle was a half gate affair, and I do not know that Bootle gained anything by refusing the offer to play the match at Bolton. They certainly came in for the biggest beating they have bad for a very considerable time, and there is no mistaking the significance of a five to nil defeat.
THE WANDERERS V. EVERTON PROTEST
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 26 November 1887
As is generally known, the Wanderers were not satisfied with the ruling of the Emergency Committee of the Football Association on the eligibility of Weir, Smalley and Struthers, and on Friday week took the precaution to lodge a protest or to ask that the matter should referred to the Connell of the F. A. This necessitated a special meeting of the Council, which was held on Wednesday last, but was poorly attended, only seven being present. Four of these were members of the Emergency Committee who had already decided against the Wanderers, and it was therefore not likely that the club had much chance. The circumstances were these. After Struthers’ disqualification owing to his being registered five days short of the month, the tie won by the Wanderers was ordered to replayed, and both the Wanderers and Everton received an intimation that they must not play anyone who was not qualified on the 15th October. Some people might think this was a penalty on the Wanderers for playing Struthers, and had the intimation been conveyed to the Wanderers only, that might have justified the belief, but it was also sent to Everton, who had not broken any rule, and therefore might be taken as the Council’s definition of the rule. On that assumption it is pretty clear that the Council did not consider anyone was qualified to play in subsequent matches who was not registered on the 15th Oct., and the Wanderers thought they were right in taking that view of it. They therefore protested the day previous to the fourth match, but yet played Struthers (whom they did not consider eligible), acting under the instructions of the Emergency Committee. It amounted to nothing more nor less than an interpretation of the rule, and on the decision and intimation given to the two clubs with respect to the second match, it was perfectly clear that the Council thought the men were not eligible, but on Wednesday night the special meeting decided against that, and in favour of Everton. Of course, the. Emergency Committee had already given a decision on the point, and as they were in a majority it was not likely the result would now be very different. In order to strengthen their case the Wanderers had made addition, of very serious import, but as it was not on the agenda it could not be considered. It was, however, a formal protest, and in the face of it, it seems rather peculiar that Everton and North End should be ordered to play to-day. It was legitimate, and no matter what urgency there was the right of the Council to order the match to go on when they had a protest before them is open to question. However, I know the Wanderers are not sorry at it taking the turn it has, for protests of this nature are very expensive and troublesome, and I hear from an outside source that they have dropped it, not wishing to harm Everton so long as they do not gain any advantage. The point now is, what will the F.A. do?
GROWLS FROM “THE GRUMBLER.”
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 26 November 1887
Thank goodness it’s over!
Protest No. 1 dismissed. Hurrah! Jolly well sick of ’em.
If Struthers came eligible during the series of draws, why not Weir and Smalley?
And if the Association refused to interfere when representations were made the previous week, how could they be expected to do now?
Moreover, why, if the Wanderers as they assert they have had evidence all along of the disguised professionalism so-called amateurs, has It not been produced and the offenders punished.
The answer is G A T E.
If a club within the pale of an association has the knowledge that another club is evading the laws of that association is it clearly its duty to assist the executive in maintaining their own fiats.
Undoubtedly the best team won on Saturday, though another draw would perhaps have been a truer result.
All Bolton is prepared to swear that the first goal awarded to Everton was off-side.
All Everton is ready to take an affidavit that the said goal was one of the fairest ever obtained.
I didn’t see it, and am therefore dumb on the point.
Whether offside or not, it is more luck than anything else that gets two goals in the first four minutes. Superior forward play defeated the Wanderers.
Everton are quicker, pass better, and shoot with more precision.
The Wanderers’ left wing is no good; Struthers has lost his dash in centre; and even Kenny Davenport lacks his old fire and go. Of the whole crowd forward Brogan alone retains his form.
The remedy is practice. More work and less luxuries.
Preston were asleep when they let Smalley slip. He is rattling goalkeeper.
In fact George Dobson can hardly hope to have a better crowd round him than at the present time. Every man is fitted for his shop.
I should back Everton on their own ground against any team barring North End.
I hope the vexatious protests won’t have an estranging effect on the future relations of the clubs. They furnish too good sport to be enemies.
The Wanderers’ unlucky star was in the ascendant on Saturday—even the ’bus broke down.
Nov. 19. Farewell Wanderers!
Nov. 26. Ta-ta Everton !
Dec. 3. Skip the gutter Halllwell!!
DAME TROT AND BER CAT-A STROPBE
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 26 November 1887
By “V.C”
Being the Fourth Book of the Chronicles of the Everto — (be remembered) —Boltonian War.
Out from his lair in the nose-biting North
At the call of Old Hiems comes Boreas forth;
And Jack-o’-the-Spring-Heels” his spring heels has doffed.
For he loves to perform on a ground that is soft,
And the meadows and highways and by-ways and- things
An sadly too hard for his patent steel springs,
So he sighs as he finds himself forced to retire
By his namesake and rival Jack Frostbite, Esquire.
Yet not gone by is Steel’s proud day, tho’ spring-heel’ d Jack lies quiet,
(Not Bolton’s “Steel” I moan thereby,—for many would deny it,)
But heels of steel—true “acme” built;—for sea the hundreds going
To northward where November’s breeze o’er Sefton’s Lake is blowing,
'Where dainty maids, yolad in minks and Victorines, are waiting
Till ulster’d youths with gimlets put their heels in trim for skating.
“I’ve seen yon dull November sun twice forty times return,
And every time it added proofs” that skaters have to learn
That skating in November is most uncertain thing,
And Johnny Frost when noonday smiles is likely to take wing,
That Sol and Shawondasaee’s sighs—though great invigorators
On tennis-lawns and football fields- are deadly foes of skaters!
Back they came trooping at noon from “the Meadows,”
Back to the region of “lungers ”and headers,”
To the shouting and hooting, the crowding and crushing,
To the passing and dashing, the pushing and rushing
Of the mighty Valhalla, where Everton’s coffers
Are open all sorts of lucrative offers, -
For the threepenny “Joey,” the lowly and humble,
To the “fivepence” that caused the supporters to grumble,—
Back from their skating to Anfield they hasted,
For the billmen in eighteen-inch letters had pasted
The news that Bolton’s heroes of the cream-and-crimson jersey
Were visiting again that day the “Black spot on the Mersey."
The gate—but hold! not mine to state its multitudinosity,
How oft the turning stiles revolved, or with how much velocity:—
My count might clash with others’ count and cause some animosity,—
So let it be my simple aim, avoiding ponderosity,
To tell a plain straight-forward tale without anfractuosity,
Sesquipedalian flights to shun, and eke eschew verbosity!
Suffice it to say, in a general way,
That Everton Football is certain to pay,
And that the way the crowd that day came rushing through the portals
Was (quoting here the Nuggetteer,) a sight for gods and mortals.
Away started Struthers—and Struthers expected
To score right away—but the others objected,
And the ball was passed back with a lunge and a thwack
From Farmer to Izatt, from Izatt to Farmer,
Then centred to Goudie, who put in a charmer,
While Unsworth all vainly attempted to hand it, -
Small blame that he missed it,—‘twas cleverly landed!
The cheers— but hold! not mine to sing the sounds that rose uproarious
From larynges and pharynges of Toffeeites, all glorious
To see their friends just notch a goal in manner mentorious.
Suffice it to say, in a general way,
That the cheering had hardly subsided when play
Was resumed, and therefrom scarce a minute was reckoned
Ere Watson backed Goudie’s goal with a second !
Two places have been, since the earth was created,
For noise and confusion tongues celebrated,
Hight “Babel” and “Anfield. “—Tho’ not yet a critic
When the Builders of Shinar learnt Welsh and Semitic;
I’ve a private opinion that Babel must yield
In the matter of uproar to Everton’s field.
Pretty even then the playing,—though the knowing ones were saying
That the Wanderers’ forwards they in somewhat wretched form beheld;-
Good defence though was not lacking;—While the Toffees kept attacking,
Unsworth, Parkinson and Mac. in splendid style the storm repelled.
Roberts then got in a mastodon shot,
But Smalley was there and he met it like thunder!
Owen shot far away over the bar,
And Roberts again failed in placing one under.
Steel sent shot, made tho Toffees look grave,
But Smalley twice handled and managed to save.
Gibson played well—though he made a foul charge !
McGinty played well —but that “back” was too large !
The clock struck three bells, as the whistle was blown,
And Everton’s team for refreshments were gone!
The teams were well matched when the ball was restarted,
Though doubtless the Trotters wore somewhat downhearted:
But pluckily playing, (while sure of licking,)
They speedily gave Dick occasion for kicking.
Steel met the kick but the home team replied,
And away down the field —to let Briscoe shoot wide.
Roberts shot over; —and so the game went
Till half through the half, when K. Davenport sent
In a ball that no mortal on earth could have stopped,—
And the score stood Two-One when the drop-curtain dropped.
Comparisons truly are “ojious,”—but still,
Whilst none of the twenty-two players played ill,
Yet Dobson, Dick, Gibson and Weir I may name,
And Farmer, as playing a clinking good game;
Since Watson and Goudie had each called attention
By scoring, they too should be honoured mention;
All which should be tantamount surely to saying
The Everton Boys may be praised for their playing.
Of Bolton’s good players the-backs I pick out,
With Steel the long-shooter, and Robert the stout;
The right wing played up with its old-fashioned fire,
So much so, in fact, that it roused Dobson’s ire.
But all passed off well till the close of the game;-
And Everton’s glory is NOT Bolton’s shame!
SMILING EVERTON
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 26 November 1887
By “Mickey Free”
A FOINE SIGHT
Indade it was a foine sight entirely to behold the way the boys and men rushed through the pay gates. Everton on Saturday to see the great rivals walk round the show their muscle once more, and faix the fair sex were not behind handayther, as I am towld on the authority of the courteous and ever polite Treasurer of the Evertonians, Mr. Marriott, that no less than Succolleens came there to grace the proceedings. Arrah, who is it that couldn’t play under such circumstances, with so much youth and beauty to look on?
A WONDERFUL FIVE MINUTES
It was a real case of “Faugh a ballagh” on the part of the blue-and-white quarters. Upon me conscience it was like a dhrame to me. I could hardly understand the whole business until Gouldie and Watson had each scored. Talk about rushes, it was just the kind of way one might imagine a storming party capture a redoubt. The movements quick, decisive, but no lack of discipline, and so the game was won in that short space of time.
OIL ON TROUBLED WATERS
Well, now that the last protest had been sleeved and Everton declared the victors I hope that any little feeling which may unfortunately have been forgotten will be buried, and the clubs be as they were before, good friends. It must not be forgotten that it was not Everton who protested in the first instance (a point which many writers seemed to have ignored), it was wholly and solely the cation of the Association Executive, who inflicted on the Wanderers the penalty incurred by the oversight of their late secretary.
THE ENGLISH CUP
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 26 November 1887
NORTH END V EVERTON
There were 8,000 spectators this match at Deepdale this afternoon. The weather was fine, out a very strong wind prevailed. Teams :--North End: Addison, goal; Holmes and Ross, backs ; Graham, Russell, and Robertson, half backs; Gordon, Ross, jun., Goodall, Dewhurst, and Drummond, forwards. Everton : Smalley, goal; Dobson and Dick, backs ; Higgins, Gibson, and Weir, half-backs; Izatt, Farmer, Goudie, Watson, and Richards, forwards. Referee, Mr. Armstrong, London. Goodall kicked off up-hill against the wind at ten minutes to three, and Ross jun. immediately shot wide from the left. A foul throw-in by Dobson, the left back, gave North End a free kick, and after a lot of pretty passing Dewhurst shot neatly, but Gordon came up the right in spite of smart play by Higgins and Dobson; and passing across to Drummond, that player, with a low shot, beat Smalley four minutes from the start, amidst loud cheers. Richards and Watson here made some capital efforts to get down the right, but were repulsed by Graham and Ross, and soon Smalley had again to save. Dobson saved another with his head, and for a minute the ball hovered in midfield until Farmer gave hands. Some capital passing by the home team ended in Goodall giving Smalley an easy shot to clear. More “hands” against the visitors, who were now playing up better, but the ball was at once returned by Goodall, who, with a fast low shot, made Addison kick away. This was the narrowest escape the home team had yet had. Watson was here fouled by Ross, near Addison, and amid some excitement the free kick was taken and led to a comer, which Higgins, ended in a soft shot. Watson was now limping and retired for a minute. The home forwards were passing well, but did not make much headway against the smart tackling of the Everton backs. Dick stuck to Dewhurst and Drummond like a leech, and Dobson was as watchful, a throw-in the North End left was repulsed by the last named, and the ball travelled to the other end Addison had to save. The ball was at once taken to the other end, where Gordon landed one at Smalley, though Dobson was at him. Then Smalley fisted another away outside the posts, and springing into his goal again was just in time to clear another, for which he was cheered. Gordon again ran up, but on the 'touchline was turned a somersault over Dick’s back. The referee at once Interfered, and North End were awarded a free kick close to the posts. This was useless, however, and Graham and Ross were again called upon to save by tricky play from Richards and Watson on the right, which resulted in another free-kick for the Evertonians close to Addison. This was useless, but the ball was passed close to Izatt who dodged Horne and sent a scorcher across the goal-mouth, which some of the other forwards could take advantage of. Russell was now applauded for his tackling, and Ross, Junior, was just getting away he was badly tripped by Gibson, which evoked loud hootings from the stand. Dobson nullified the free-kick and Ross had to rob the Everton right, a corner falling to the home team, after some little dispute. The Everton backs repeatedly robbed the home forwards in front of Smalley, but at last Drummond centred well, and after a short but sharp scrimmage, Gordon with a capital shot recorded a second goal. Time, 36 minutes. Play was quiet for a minute, but only for a minute, as the Everton right got down, and Watson with a low shot caused Holmes to save rather luckily. The danger was not cleared, for from the other wing Farmer put in a stinger, which looked like going through had not Russell used his hands immediately in front of Addison. The free kick was promptly awarded, but was fruitless, the ball going through without touching a player. Half-time was then announced with the score
North end 2, Everton 0
On resuming the home team had the benefit of the wind, and soon Drummond was down the left, and centering Jimmy Ross had a good shot spoiled by Dick. Again Dick stopped a warm one from the little demon, another corner resulting. Richards and Watson made another fine attempt to pass Ross, and nearly succeeded, and two more corners accurately placed, but the defence of Smalley was too fine. Two more corners followed to the home team on the left, and after a scrimmage Goodall made the score three, and nine minutes’ play. The point was appealed against in vain for off-side, and the ball was kept near Smallet. A free kick for hands led to another corner, and though it was useless the ball was brought up again, and Goodall, four minutes from the last point, scored a fourth goal; Ross, jun., a little later shot In, the ball rebounding off Dick, but the North shot again like lightning, the ball striking the crossbar amid excitement. At the end of the sixteenth minute a bit of good passing ended in Dewhurst coolly shooting a fifth goal, the Everton captain appealing unsuccessfully. The home team were now apparently wearing down the visitors, who seemed a bit disheartened. Another corner followed to the home team, a swift shot resulting in still another as it struck the far post. Both Dick, Dobson, the half-backs continued to work hard, under such pressure, which was for a minute relieved by free kick to Everton. Then the North End returned to the attack and young Ross was rewarded for many brilliant efforts by scoring the sixth goal. The game was all favour of Preston. Dick and Gibson got across with Dewhurst and Drummond, and the referee had to interfere. On resuming the ball was kept continually in the Everton quarters, any attempt to break away being defeated by the North End backs, who defended stoutly, Holmes doing some grand tackling. The last portion of the game was played in semi-darkness, and at the finish the North End had won by six goals to none.
Great indignation was expressed by the spectators against the rough play of Dick and Gibson, of Everton. Final result North End 6, Everton 0.
THE LION AND THE MOUSE
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 26 November 1887
AN OLD FABLE REDRESSED
By The “Grumbler.”
There was Once on a Time noble Lion named Preston North End whom the Hunters of the English Association had caught in the Net of the Cup-ties, so that it could not roam about Will and enjoy itself Preying on the other beasts of the earth. And the Lion struggled for many Weeks without avail, and called on its friends to help It. But they came Not. Then the Lion waxed wroth. At last a Cheeky, Bold, Bad Mouse from Everton, came along and offered to Nibble the net and release the Lion if He would have his claws drawn first. “No," said the Lion, “you stayed too long frivolling with mine Old enemy, the decripit Wandering Rat from Bolton, whom I had Vowed to Chaw up; yea, to Chaw up like a Trotter.” Then with two or three Whisks of the Lion's Tail the Mouse was dead. And the Lion shook himself free and awaited the arrival of the Halliwell striped Tiger.
MORAL; Never tease a Lion when he’s chained up.
Today’s match looked like a veritable case of “out of the frying-pan into the fire” for the plucky Evertonian eels, who had wriggled themselves so successfully out of the Wanderers’ clutches. Nevertheless they came to the scratch pluckily, accompanied by a host friends on the special train due at Deepdale at 2 30. The Prestonians arrived early and took up prominent positions all along the line of the raised stands, whilst the members' enclosure had its array of the haut ton. The ground was in first-rate condition, and though the wind was a bit troublesome everything promised favorably for an enjoyable afternoon. The only alteration in the Everton team as coloured on the card was the substitution of Richards for Briscoe on the right. The “special” was a bit late, and delayed the kick-off more than a quarter of hour, but at the start there would be some 7,000 spectators. Sundry of the North End team had been uttering dark and mysterious threats as to the “peppering” they could give their old Reserve ally Smalley, but as things are now settling down from the start I will simply observe “Time will show,” leaving the prophetic fable above to work itself out correct or not just as jolly well likes. Goodall gives the ball a fillip 2 45, and the game’s alive, the first move on the board being a shot wide by Jimmy Ross. George Dobson gives a foul, the ball is centred and Dewhurst shoots mildly into Smalley's arms. Then Dick is seen wildly claiming “hands’ ‘against the North End, and is successful in getting the free kick. This availed little, however, for Gordon has crossed to Drummond, and the latter has scored.
A goal in four minutes. Will they keep it up? Graham drives a long one, but Dobson heads out, and the Everton right are away but Nick Ross returns hard, the ball being met by Dick. Smalley is again busy, but Gordon slips in his new boots trying to screw, and “Geordie” next tries a screamer which crosses in front. Drummond and Dewhurst seem to have a mission to stop Dick, who is playing a vigorous rushing game. Everton show a bit of attack on the left, Farmer sprinting up in his usual form, but they don’t get beyond the half-backs, until from a renewed attempt Goudie kicks right into mid-goal and Addison repels with his foot. But Everton are not to be denied, and there is a stiff scrimmage in front. “Nick" floors Watson, who rolls over a bit winded, and retires for five minutes. A foul is given and the ball shot in, a corner being the next windfall for the visitors. All this is the result of good play, and Everton deserve all they get for it, which isn’t much, however, as the corner kick is got away, and the North End left off again. Everton return, and Higgins shoots wide, and again Drummond runs down, Dobson meeting his shot. Dick checks Dewhurst effectively, and then Addison goes out to leisurely clear a long crawler. Before he can get back Farmer has caught the ball, and sent in a beauty, but the wind proves fatal to its chance of success. Now Gordon delights the crowd with lightning run and magnificent screw, just wide. The ball is kept in Smalley’s quarters and he rushes out. The goal is at the mercy of the North End, the forwards rush in, but Smalley recovers and clears beautifully amid generous applause. A nasty incident follows, Dick deliberately setting a back to Gordon, who describes a somersault over it. Appeal of course, explanations, cautions from the referee, and a free kick to North End. Much adverse criticism of poor Upton Park Armstrong, in whom one wall-eyed Everton supporter thinks he recognises the redoubtable “Fitzroy,” and enunciates the doctrine that he “never was fair to Everton.” When this joker has been convinced of his error, he concludes with the Parthian shot, “Well, this chap’s as bad,” which is adding insult to injury. I can see this game is going to be lively. The tussles with the Wanderers were as a dead march to a gallop compared to this. North end by no means get all the fun, nor are they altogether guiltless of fouls, a fact which the referee duly notes and rewards. A free kick in front of Addison being disposed of, Izatt shoots across with good intention. Everton thoroughly recognize the fact that they must make the best use the breeze which is was now in their favour, and play hard. Gibson trips Jimmy Ross badly, and as Robertson proceeds to cabbage" yard or two for the free kick, “Why don’t he the take it to the goal mouth!” yells the irascible Evertonian enemy of “Fitz.” Dick clears off the line, and a corner is awarded to the North End, but, not be denied, the Everton back rushes in and robs both Dewhurst and Drummond,. Directly afterwards, Dobson gets the better of Gordon who promptly twists his leg round the Everton back—an undoubted foul—“ And then he didn’t give it,’’ says our friend the Evertonian, apostrophizing the unhappy referee, whose existence must be a veritable misery by reason of pertual claiming. But it is now time for a second goal. A short, sharp scrimmage, out of which Drummond passes back to Gordon, who takes his time, and sends the ball skimming through above Smalley s head. Preston: Two goals. Time: 36 minutes. The next item is an awful foul by Russell, who throws up both arms to knock out a shot by Farmer. The free-kick passes through untouched. Half-time—and about the liveliest 45 minutes I ever remember. An arithmetical fiend calculated that there had been four score and ten claims for fouls! He must have exaggerated.
Second half in brief. Dick heads out a capital shot from Jimmy Ross: another grand save by Dick. Hands to North End in front taken by Russell. Goal lost through Dewhurst missing his header. Rush down by Everton—ball kicked over the line. Kick by Goodall, corner to North End, lift over the bar by Russell. Bad kick by Dobson, and two comers succession to N. E. More narrow shaves for Everton, grand save by Dick, and still another corner to Preston. Third goal for N. E. shot by Goodall nine minutes from re-start. Appeal for off-side no good. Dewhurst kicks over bar, and cusses in kensikonse. More claiming: fine kick to N. E., Smalley gives another corner. Relief to Everton afforded by goal-kick. Very brief respite, Goodall shoots fourth goal by Dewhurst 16 minutes from re-start. Ball centred. Dobson walks up to claim. Chat with referee. Nothing comes of it. Another corner. Drummond fine shot, which rebounds out off Dick. Jimmy Ross lands sixth goal. Time; 4-5p.m.- Twenty minutes still to play. State of game; North end six, Everton nil. (North End four and eight corners in 25 minutes). Everton settled. Ye Grumblaire leaves to catch ye train home.
NUGGETS
Cricket and Football Field - Saturday 26 November 1887
Preston North End v Everton
English Cup-tie (second round)
November 28 th 1887. The Liverpool Daily Post.
A special train left Titheharn-street on Saturday, at 1-30, carrying the Everton team and some 700 or 800 supporters with them to the celebrated Deepdale ground. As it was known that the North Enders had scratched one, if not two matches which were set down for play during the week, it became evident that they did not intend leaving anything to chance, the result of this being that they turned out in splendid trim, and with the avowed intention of taking as many goals out of their opponents as possible. The result of six goals to nil was rather disheartening to the visitors, whose organisation was almost completely upset. Occasionally the spectators had glimpses of what they can do, but they were only flashes. With the exception of a brilliant shot by Farmer, which would most certainly have scored, had not Russell, the centre half back jumped up and hit it out with his hands in the most barefaced manner the North End were not in much danger, as Everton shot badly when they had the benefit of the strong breeze, and against the wind one shot only came near Addison. Dobson won the toss, and before some 7,000 or 8,000 spectators the ball was set going by Goddall against the wind. It at once became manifest, by the beautiful short passing of the North Enders, that they were in earnest, the ball being kept down from this effects of the breeze. Goodall shot just wide, Higgins robbed Gordon's rather smartly, and then Dewhurst shot in, Smalley saved, and a minute or so later he was again called on to clear one from Toss jun. From the kick-out, Gordon came away and shot across to the left, where Drummond met the ball, and with a swift low shot, brought down the Everton colours for the first time, after five minutes play. Weir Gibson, and Dobson spoiled a determined rush, and Richards got off on the right, only to be pull up by Graham. Izzatt next looked well, but Russell accounted for him. Smalley hit out one from Goodall and Farmer, after a short run passed to Watson who shot in well, but Addison kicked away. Watson came again, and s he was getting dangerous. Ross rushed out, and Watson was badly lamed. Dobson headed put a fine screw by Drummond. The latter came again but finding his way blocked , sent the ball to the right where Gordon taking deliberate's aim score a second goal after thirty-eight minutes play, and half-time saw Preston leading by two goals to nil. The teams now crossed over, and as the North Enders had the benefit of the breeze, which was if anything, stronger, than at the start, they made matters very uncomfortable for Everton. The play calls for no description as it was nearly all confined to the visitors' half, but, thanks to their splendid defences, only four more goals were added and three, too, all in the first twenty minutes –Goodall two, and Dewhurst and Ross jun, one each. During the remaining twenty-five minutes all their efforts to score was futile, and when the whistle sounded the North Enders had won as above. Teams; - Everton; - Smalley, goal; Dick and Dobson (captain), backs; Higgins, Gibson and Weir, half-backs; Izzatt, Farmer, Goudie, Watson, and Richards, forwards. Preston; - Addison, goal; N.J. Ross and Holmes backs; Graham, D. Russell, and Robertson, half-backs; Drummond, Dewhurst, J. Goodall, Ross jun, and Gordon forwards.
Everton Reserves v Park lane (Wigan)
November 29 th 1887. The Liverpool Courier.
Everton lost the toss, and kicked off. After a few minutes play, despite the strong wind, Everton pressed and scored in about seven minutes' Chateries heading through goal. Play after this was in Everton's quarters, but through the good goalkeepeing of Joliffe, the home team kept a clean state upto the half-time. Upon resuming Everton at once commenced a furious fusillade, and put on four goals, Parry being accountable for two and W. Jones, and Briscoe one each. To show the one sidedness of the game Joliffe the Everton goalkeeper was playing centre forward during the second half of the game. Teams; - Park-Lane; - R. Rimmer, goal; J. Pryor and J. Smalley, backs; W. Smalley and P. Smallery, half-backs; E. Baves, R. A. Shaw, R. Brimlow, CR Marklan, LS Macmahon, and J. Connell, forwards. Everton; - Joliffe, goal; G. Houldsworth and T. Fayer, backs; A. Gilder, F. Parry and W. Jones, half-backs; T. Scott Charteris, W. Briscoe, W. Douglas, and T. Costley, forwards.
NORTH END MAKE MISTAKE.
Athletic News - Tuesday 29 November 1887
There was all the old interest and excitement at Deepdale on Saturday, when Everton were to meet North End in the second round of the English Challenge Cup Competition. It was imagined that the Evertonians must be a sort of tough morsel to overcome after giving so much trouble to the Wanderers, and the Preston spectators assembled in quite a critical humour—prepared to criticize the football of the Liverpool article and also the endeavours of the home players. A strong wind prevailed, and this was set down as an advantage for the weaker club. The game should have commenced at half-past two, but the Everton men had not arrived—they dressed in the train and turned up a little late—while the home team were scarcely ready at the time announced, as a thief had been breaking into the North End dressing tent and stolen a few pairs of boots. All were, however, able to find other boots except Gordon, for whom a new pair had to be procured, post haste. Well, at last, the home team put in an appearance, followed shortly by Everton, who were cheered, but a special welcome was awarded to Smalley, who is a Prestonian, and a former member of the North End reserve. The result of the game, six goals to none, fully represents the play; in fact, the wind had not been strong, the winner’s score would have been much larger. The game was spoiled by too much claiming, and there was considerable roughness. Dick and Gibson were the two black sheep of the Everton team, and through them the Everton club are now looked on as an exceedingly rough team at Deepdale, where spectators are able to judge. Smalley saved Everton from a very heavy defeat, and both Dobson and Dick defended well in the first half, but the second half Dick was very erratic. Higgins and Gibson were the best of the half backs, and Izatt, Farmer, and Richards of the forwards. Farmer was suffering from indisposition. The forward play was, however, only considered weak. The home team played one of their best games, which would have been more effective, but for the wind. Ross had a boil on his left foot, but held up like a Trojan. Holmes won rare encomiums; he has wonderfully improved this season. The half backs, especially Graham, and the forwards were all there, and the left wing couple appeared in something like their old form.
EVERTON NEWS
Athletic News - Tuesday 29 November 1887
Before Mr. Bentley, of the Bolton Wanderers, lodged the protest against the amateur status of several of the Everton players, he asked if the Council intended to go into the matter themselves. On being informed that they did, and that if he protested they would have a chance or re-instatement in the Cup ties, he decided to go on with it. But what chance have they of getting in the Cup ties when North End have defeated Everton? For my own part, I fancy the meeting on Wednesday went outside its powers in ordering a match to be played when there was a formal protest in the previous round.
Last week Everton had a quiet chuckle over their success and Bootle’s defeat. On Saturday both clubs were in Preston, the results were rather at variance with the previous Saturday’s for Bootle won by six goals to one, and Everton lost by six goals to none.
The dressing tent thieves have been exercising their powers at Deepdale, and on Saturday there were several players minus their boots. These light-fingered gentry had better look out for squalls.
The Bolton Wanderers protest against Everton was not sustained. It was taken on rather peculiar grounds, and really amounted to a vote of censure on the Emergency Committee had it been upheld, for these gentlemen had decided the very point the week previously.
A special meeting was called, but the attendance was limited, about seven putting in an appearance. Of this number, four were “emergency” men and as they had the majority they did not pass a vote of censure on themselves. From the evidence, it was pretty clear the full Council of the Football Association did not consider anyone ineligible on the 15th October, qualified to play in the next match, for they passed a resolution to that effect; and as they have not had the matter before them since, it stands to reason that they are still of the same opinion, but the “special” last Wednesday decided otherwise. It would be as well if the F.A would give a distinct ruling on the point for future guidance, for I hardly think we can accept the one on Wednesday as representing the opinion of the Council.
The Wanderers do not see what they have to gain in the matter and will drop it, but the F.A will go into it themselves, and, as I am informed, one of the members had actually got a motion ready for the next council meeting. Of course it is all about veiled professionalism.
ENGLISH CUP COMPETITION. SECOND ROUND.
Preston Herald - Wednesday 30 November 1887
North End v. Everton.— On Saturday there were between seven and eight thousand spectators at Deepdale, when, after considerable delay. North End and Everton met the second round of the English Challenge Cup Competition. The weather was fine, but first-class football was out of the question, owing the high wind which prevailed. The kick-off was delayed for various causes, and it was about twelve minutes to three o'clock when Goodall kicked off for the home team, uphill and against a strong wind. The home team at once advanced, by the left, and Ross, jun., from that side shot wide of the posts. The visitors' forwards were brought up Russell, with the result that Smalley had to twice clear the ball owing to the efforts Dewhurst. Dobson now gave his opponents a free kick owing to foul throw In, some grand passing ensuing by the home team, who. however, were kept at bay until Gordon raced up the right, and, passing to Drummond, that player scored the first goal for his side four minutes from the start. The Everton right were repulsed on the touch-line Graham and Ross, the former player having a shie at Smalley, who cleared. Dobson heading out danger another shot. Again the Evertonians succeeded in working the ball to mid-field, where “hands’” against Farmer gave the home team a free kick, which was followed by more splendid passing by the North Enders, who threaded the ball easily through the Everton defence, but in the end Goodall shot slowly at Smalley, and another free kick for hands was given against the visitors. This time the Evertonians successfully repelled, and with considerable pace got to the front of Addison, where Goudie sent in a "daisy cutter,” which the little custodian kicked away. A little encouragement made Everton play up with still more energy, and for minute two they were very threatening, more so when Ross fouled Watson, which gave the visitors free kick. Watson was temporarily set a limping, and the free kick to Everton resulted in a corner, which was also fruitless. Even play was the order for a short lime, the visitors’ backs being a match for the home left couple, and Addison having in a very easy manner to return the ball. Gordon was then seen spurting up the right, though Dobson was on him when he managed to shoot. Smalley left his goal to clear, and the ball was Instantly returned by Goodall, Smalley was deservedly cheered he sprang back and saved. Gordon immediately ran up again with the ball, but on the touch-line was tackled by Dick, who. "ducking,’’ made the right winger turn a somersault. For this breach of fair play Dick had to apologies, and a free kick was given against his side. Richards and Watson were pulled up Graham, but Everton got a free kick close to Addison, and Izatt passed the ball dangerously across the mouth of goal, but without result. From the kick-off, soon Russell soon shined in his tackling, and as Ross, jun., was just getting away he was tripped by Gibson, amid considerable hooting. The free kick was followed by a corner, and at last Drummond centred accurately, so that Gordon was enabled to score a second goal after 36 minutes’ play. The Everton right once more got near Addison, Watson shooting, but finding Holmes in the way. Then Farmer, from the left, shot hard, but the ball was out by Russell, who stood immediately in front of Addison. From the free kick the ball was shot through without touching a player, and directly afterwards half-time was signalled, with the score—North End two goals, Everton none. The home team had the advantage of the strong wind after crossing over, and little time had elapsed before Drummond was away down the left, and centring, Ross, jun., had one his swift shots stopped by Dick. The latter player lost no time in stopping another warm one from Ross, jun, but at the expense of a corner. The Everton right tried to break through the heavy pressure which was now being exercised by North End, but they were turned back, and two more comers had to be conceded. Smalley, Dick, and Dobson being kept continually busy. Another couple of corners still followed, and from scrimmage scored a third goal, nine minutes from the re-start. An unsuccessful appeal was made against the point, and a free kick for hands to the home team resulted in another comer, from which Goodall recorded goal No. 4. Try as they would, the visitors could not throw off the pressure. Ross. jun.. sent in a lightning-like shot, the ball rebounding off Dick then the same North Ender tried another of his swift shots, which nearly removed the crossbar. In sixteen minutes Dewhurst coolly scored a fifth goal, which was fruitlessly appealed against. The home team were having all the best of matters, and after winning two more comers, during which Drummond deserved to score. Ross, jun..notched the sixth point. The light became very bad after this. The ball was kept continually near Smalley, the Everton backs playing desperately. Dewhurst was much knocked about, and Graham was deliberately kicked, the rough play at last calling forth a caution from the referee. Holmes smartly pulled up the forwards, and, after Smalley had saved two or three times more —daylight by this having almost vanished the whistle sounded the end of a rough game, which resulted In victory for North End by six goals to nil. Teams North End: Goal, Addison; backs, Ross and Holmes; half-backs, Robertson. Russell, and Graham; forwards. Gordon, Ross, jun.. Goodall, Dewhurst, and Drummond. Everton: Goal, Smalley; backs, Dobson and Dick; half-hacks, Higgins, Gibson, and Weir; forwards. Izatt, Farmer, Goodie, Watson, and Richards. Referee. Mr. Armstrong. English Association.
EVERTON V PRESTON.
November 30, 1887. The Lancaster Gazette.
These teams played off their long delayed tie in the second round of the Association Cup Competition on Saturday, before 7,000 spectators. Everton played the strongest team possible, while the Prestonians had Hogarth off, and Ross was not well. A strong wind blowing along the field interfered with the play. North End started the game against the wind and the incline, and at the opening their passing puzzled their opponents, who had two shots to stop directly. Then Drummond scored with a long low shot. This roused the Evertonians, who defence improved, and for a long time the game was more open. Addison stopped his only shot during the match at the end of 17 minutes, and succeeding this North End pressed, Dick and Dobson, however, player had, and kept their opponents off until the end of 36 minutes, when Gordon scored with a deliberate shot. Half-time arrived with the score unchanged with the wind and the ground in their favour North End were continually pressing, but the visiting defence was stubborn in the extreme. Smalley stopped several capital shots, but was beaten by Goodall first, from out of a scrimmage, and then from a succeeding scrimmage, in which Watson was hurt and had to retire for a short time; but was ultimately no worse. The fourth goal was also shot by Goodall, Dewhurst putting a fifth by a grand long shot, and J. Ross, who all along had shot magnificently but been unlucky, contributed the sixth. All through the game the Everton backs played roughly, Dick in particularly. Several foul being given against him for ducking, &c. Dobson, too, deliberately upset Gordon in the first half, when he had the goal at his mercy. North End retaliated once or twice, but Watson's injuries was caused by a collision. North End won easily by six goals to none.
PRESTON NORTH END V. EVERTON
November 30, 1887 The Lancaster Gazette
These teams played off their long delayed tie in the second round of the Association cup competition on Saturday, before 7,000 spectators. Everton played the strongest team possible, while the Prestonians had Hogarth off, and Ross was not well. A strong wind blowing along the field interfered with the play. North End started the game against the wind and the incline, and at the opening their passing puzzled their opponents, who had two shots to stop directly. Then Drummond scored with a long low shot. This roused the Evertonians, whose defence improved, and for a long time the game was more open. Addison stopped his only shot during the match at the end of 17 minutes, and succeeding this North End pressed. Dick and Dobson, however, played hard, and kept their opponents off until the end of 36 minutes, when Gordon scored with a deliberate shot. Half-time arrived with the score unchanged. With the wind and the ground in their favour North End were continually pressing, but the visiting defence was stubborn in the extreme. Smalley stopped several capital shots, but was beaten by Goodall first, from out of a scrimmage, and then from a succeeding scrimmage, in which Watson was hurt and had to retire for a short time; but was ultimately no worse. The fourth goal was also shot by Goodall. Dewhurst putting on a fifth by a grand long shot, and J. Ross, who all along had shot magnificently but had been unluckily, contributed the sixth. All through the game the Everton backs played roughly, Dick in particular, several fouls being given in against him for ducking, &c. Dobson, too, deliberately upset Gordon in the first half, when he had the goal at his mercy. North End retaliated once or twice, but Watson's injuries were caused by a collision. North End won easily by six goals to none.