EVERTON RESERVES 2 LEEDS UNITED RESERVES 1
January 1 st 1930. The Evening Express
CENTRAL LEAGUE (Game 23)
The debut of Ben Williams, Everton's new International full back, was the exception in the Reserves game at Goodison Park today. The Welshmen was early prominent when he twice pulled up the visiting right wing with timely clearances. Leeds took the lead in eleven minutes, first driving past Sagar from close range after Williams had been unable to get the ball away, because of the mud. Two minutes later Everton drew level when Stein crossed a perfect centre, which Dunn headed to the foot of Hewitt, who had no difficulty in scoring. Everton were awarded a penalty after 25 minutes, Menzies having fisted out a header from Ritchie. Weldon shot over from the spot, Everton took the lead following a free kick after 36 minutes. The goalkeeper only partially cleared and Stein experienced no difficulty in netting. Everton; - Sagar, goal, Common and Williams, backs, Kelly, McClure, and Bryan, half-backs, Ritchie, Dunn, Hewitt, Weldon, and Stein, forwards.

EVERTON’S NEW YEAR
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 01 January 1930
Bee’s Notes
One of my first meetings of the New Year was with Mr. W.C. Cuff, the Everton chairman, and I was sincere in wishing his club might turn the corner and “kick with the tide.”  His reply was; “We have been bad this season, but really our injured list has exceeded anything ever known in the history of a football club.  The hospital cases have been numerous, and there have been other upsets that have made it impossible to depend upon one side for more than one match.  However, we are looking forward to the New Year, and hoping and believing there will be a revival and a return to the victory way.”  It would appear to be a defect in the character of “Zero” that he leaps to unjustifiable conclusions.  He began by “tipping” Everton for the Second Division last season” That proved a mistake (says “Chimming Bells”) I will not waste your space by correcting the details his error in assuming that I am a vendor of either pails or gingerbreads.  I am sufficiently well known, in person, in the city to render any contradiction superfluous.  I do not mind “Zero’s” humour, because, as a humourists, he is rather less to be feared than as a prophet, but I do mind his erroneous assumption that my defence of the Everton team would not have appeared but for their performance at Grimsby.  You can, of course, bear witness that the letter was written, dispatched, and received before the game at Grimsby took place, and that the team’s classic football and worthy win, as disclosed in your excellent report of the proceedings, merely confirmed my contention that the club already has the right men, and that given a fair measure of freedom from misfortune they are accomplished and capable.
A SLOGAN NOW
The slogan “What’s wrong with Everton?” is easily answered, says “Speck.”  There’s been too much messing the team about.  Take the latest muck up.  Against Sheffield Wednesday McClure was reported to have played a storming game at centre-half, after which he is playing at left half to make way for White.  Why, I ask, all this faith in White?  It is inconceivable that a strong player like Ritchie could not have been given a chance at neither centre-half or centre, he has been tried at outside right.  I wrote several weeks ago, and then pointed out how surely Everton were sliding; they haven’t half slid since.  There is time to save them if only the management will get busy, and it’s not full-backs they want either.  We reckon it is time for the directors to call on the older players to play, and with their experience pull them to where they should be (at the top).  Then we want a stronger half-back line.  This is our team until the injured players are fit.  Davies; Cresswell, Williams (Common), Whyte, Griffiths, Hart; Ritchie, Dunn, Dean, (White), White (Martin), Rigby (says “Still Sticking.”)  
“Southport” writes; - While the present position of Everton is very serious it behoves us to take courage and not lose hope and trust in the future of the Everton Club.  Let us not get panicky, but look carefully into the causes.  I believe that Griffiths is 40 per cent better player on the wing than in the pivotal position.  I would place him left half and bring Martin in as pivot.  Let us not forget Blackpool in the interchange of positions.  Certain members of the team have got past their best.  The club has been very unlucky in regard to injuries and certain players not fitting into the scheme of things.  They have evidently been weighted in the balance and found wanting. 

EVERTON SHOW A NEW MAN. 
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 01 January 1930
WILLIAMS MAKES DEBUT V. LEEDS RES
Williams, the Welsh international full-back, whom Everton secured from Swansea, made his debut with the reserves against Leeds United at Goodison Park, to-day.  He came into the picture in the early stages, when he was quite effective in checking the visitor’s right, but subsequently he appeared to be handicapped by the terrible conditions that prevailed underfoot.  It was indirectly due to the mud that  Leeds took the lead In eleven minutes, for Williams was unable to get in his  clearance after checking the visitors’  center, with the result that Firth was  able to put the ball past Sagar from  only a few yards' range.  Everton got on term, almost immediately, the goal being the result of an excellent centre by Stein, Dunn heading the ball down to the feet of Hewitt, who had only to tap it into the net.
WELDON MISSES PENALTY
Everton should have taken the lead in 25 minutes’ when they were awarded a penalty for a handling offence, when Menies knocked the ball out when it was travelling goalwards from a header by Ritchie. The spot kick was entrusted to Weldon, who, however, shot wide.  Then came a spell of pressure on the Everton goal, during which Sagar predominated, his catching and punching being excellent.  Near the interval Everton were awarded a free kick on the right, and Kelly dropped the ball into the centre for Stein to turn it into the net after the keeper had failed to clear.  Half-time.—Everton Reserves 2, Leeds United Reserves 1. .  Immediately on resuming Everton were presented with a good opening.  Hewitt having only to put the ball into the net with the keeper out of position, but Menzies appeared to come from  nowhere in time to get in the way of  the Everton centre's shot.  Final:—Everton Res. 2, Leeds Utd.  Res 1. 

EVERTON SIGN HALF-BACK
January 2 nd 1930. The Evening Express
McPHERSON OF SWANSEA TOWN SECURED.
PLAYS ON SATURDAY
Everton today made an important signing when they secured Lachlan McPherson, left half-back, of Swansea Town. The fee is stated to be a record for a Welsh club. He will play against Liverpool in the Derby game at Goodison Park on Saturday, McPherson, who has been with Swansea for a number of years, and now rejoins a clubmate, Williams, is one of the finest half-backs in Welsh football, clever as he is in attack and defence in the wing half position, he is also a versatile player, and at inside left is a great raider and a deadly shot. Last Saturday McPherson helped his side to beat Hull City by scoring from a penalty. McPherson's capabilities as a forward were discovered when Swansea parted with Len Thompson, their brilliant inside left to Arsenal. At a loss he find a substitute, the management brought McPherson into the forward line, and immediately he began to figure prominently in the goal scoring lost. McPherson first came under the notice at Swansea Town during a tour in Denmark, Notts County were there on a similar expedition. McPherson was playing as an inside forward for the County, but on the particular day Swansea saw him, he was playing left half in an emergency. They signed him, McPherson has played 199 games for the Welsh club and scored 30 goals.
EVERTON GO TO THE SEASIDE
Week's rest before the Cup-tie, League struggles Everton have decided to gave their players a change of view before they have to tackle the United at Carlisle in the F.A. Cup competition. The party went early today to Cleverleys. They will return on Saturday morning for the match with Liverpool and then go back to Cleverly. The visit to the Seaside resort is for the purpose of rest only and no special training will be done. Incidentally, the Blues received a tonic when they saw that their cup rivals has been beaten at Accrington by seven goals to two, their heaviest defeat since their joined the Northern section. Everton will not select their side for the match with Liverpool till tomorrow evening and Liverpool have also decided to choose their team tomorrow. The match is arousing more than usual interest because of the Goodison club's precarious position in the League table. Everton have played 24 games and have secured only 17 points so that they must show considerable improvement in the remaining 18 matches. They have won only five matches to date, and have scored 39 goals against 53. The position is made worse by the fact that although Grimsby are below than, the Town are only a point behind and have two matches in hand.

EVERTON’S POSSIBLE TEAM
Liverpool Echo- Friday, January 3, 1930
GOOD NEWS ABOUT O’DONNELL FULL-BACK
Everton, we understand are rather bucked because, not only have they a new player for tomorrow’s match, but the fears regarding O’Donnell, the “India-rubber man,” have been wiped out and he is likely to take his place tomorrow.  If this is so, the team will probably read; Davies; Cresswell, O’Donnell; Robson, Hart or Griffiths, L. McPherson; Critchley, Martin, White, Rigby, Troup, or Stein. 

A DASH OF ‘DERBY’ PLAY
Liverpool Echo - Friday 03 January 1930
ENTER MACPHERSON
Bee’s Notes
Evertonian, - It couldn’t happen at a worse time, this meeting with our Red foemen.  We are at our worst.
Liverpudlian –Ah?  That’s just the time you manage to come up and whack us!
Well, we shall see.  Tomorrow the clubs of this city do brave battle for local honours.  There was a spit-fire incident in the previous meeting, early in September, and it is said to ruminate that even to this late hour of the season the effect of that unfortunate incident is felt.  I only mention it because it serves to provide us all with a lesson which should be learned without any great difficulty.  Tomorrow at Goodison Park, we have the enigma team of the country- Everton F.C, is it other name! facing the eleven that has got medals for enlivening flight-back football and much stirring and striking football features.  It looks odds this time on Liverpool F.C and I have heard a man lay 2 to 1 on Everton-which only shows you how partisanship wars with one’s judgement and warps one’s financial outlook on life.  It is never more than 6 to 4 on any home team; but, apart from speculative side of this great meeting of friends- enemies it must be remembered that these games are turned by the merest fraction of Fate’s fancies. A free kick for a paltry handling case; a throw-in taken sharply; a hundred and one ways can the game make its vital turn.  What, I wonder, is the harvest of the morrow?
NOT KNOWN
Like the G.P.O stamp-machine, Everton are in the unknown class.  When one inquires for their team, the answer is, “Mot known” The club hardly knows which way to turn; they have a collection of doubtful starters, but the club have many names with which they may juggle.  It has been said they will go back to the championship half-back line- Kelly, Hart, Virr.  Half-back has been their barrier recently, and if they get that right, no doubt some other link will be forged that shall alter the view as to what’s wrong.  O’Donnell, after years of continuous service, given lustily and ably, is unable to take part in this game-everyone remembers his starting-point in the game at Anfield.  He will possibly find as deputy the new man from Swansea.  I had no sooner written the last phrase than my special scout at Swansea sent the news along about the signing of McPherson, the Swansea wing half-back, who will make his debut for the Everton club tomorrow.  They have done this sort of thing before, if my memory does not play me false.  Is it not the fact that Kelly made his debut against Liverpool?  Yes, I think so.  The signing, given exclusively in our columns, will lead to a new interest in the Goodison Park club, but that will not alter the necessity of their earnest and sure fight against the sterling Liverpool side, who have got into the right winning groove and have recently played 40 per cent, better than at any other period of the last twelve months.  It will be hard, good football.  It is anybody’s game.  I go hoping and believing the players will come out of the “but” together and that they will be together in team-spirit and genuine friendliness all the afternoon-an object lesson as to what “Derby” games should be like.  Meanwhile the boys of both sides are at the seaside.  Near to each other but probably not meeting.  Everton are at Blackpool, Liverpool at Cleveleys.  It’s a necessary rest before the strain of a local meeting and the Cup-tie period.  I shall expect Liverpool to win- and I think this is the first time for many a day that I have selected them in this series of games.  May the better side win.
Everton “A” (v. Liverpool “A” at Anfield, 2.30); Calvert; Johnson, Leyfield; Bryan, Wright, Liggins, Dyke, Hewitt, Webster, Lewis. 

FIVE CHANGES FOR EVERTON.
January 4 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury
Following their four recent defeats, speculation has been rife regarding the composition of the league team, and I learn that no fewer than five Dean is to return to his position at centre-forward, and providing he escapes injury this time, the team ought to benefit by his skill and resource. Another special item of interest, is that O'Donnell has recovered and he is to turn out. While Hart resumes at centre-half in place of White, Griffiths has not recovered from the injury sustained recently. Mcpherson the new man figures at left-half and in the forward line Dunn resumes at inside-right with Rigby and Stein forming the left wing.

PROSPOSAL TO INCREASE NUMBER OF CLUBS
January 4 th 1930. The Evening Express
HUNTER HART SAYS LEAVE FIRST DIVISION ALONE.
MIGHT BE ADVANTAGEOUS TO SIDES LOWER IN THE SCALE
MUST BE AN EXCLUSIVE CIRCLE
By Hunter Hart, Everton captain.
There is a persistent movement on foot, especially among the smaller clubs of the Football League, to bring greater variety into competitive football by increasing the number of clubs to be relegated and promoted at the end of each season. Undoubtedly there is a touch of piquancy about the suggestion in that every campaign spectators would have the opportunities of viewing different clubs, and making comparisons in style, but I doubt whether the big clubs –those constituting the First Division -would give their support to the scheme. It is said in many quarters that football needs brightening, and that it is losing its grip on the public. Many weeks ago, however, I emphatically asserted that this was an unfounded scare, and I still hold to that opinion. The match on New year's Day between Manchester City and Sheffield Wednesday proved this beyond the shadow of a doubt, for it has been styled as a brilliant match between “giants.”
NOTHING WRONG.
If football can produce such games as these there can be nothing wrong with it, and yet there is a deal to be said for the plan mooted by officials from the South. Many clubs who have been relegated have found themselves in clover in a lower circle in the matter of public support, just because there were fresh teams to be seen, and the same must apply if the number of clubs to be promoted and relegated were increased to six. One can readily visualize the directors of the Third Division clubs smiling joyfully at the prospect of having three Second Division teams in each section, even if they did miss one of the six top positions and consequently promotion. Again, the Second Division officials would be happy top receives six clubs from the First Division, for such a happening could do nothing else but increase their receipts. When you come to consider the First Division Clubs, however, plenty of reflection is needed. As far as I can see, any hardship likely to arise from the scheme must fall on the leading clubs in the land.
WOULD BE UNFAIR.
Were it passed you would find six Second Division clubs taking the places of six others who must be far superior in playing ability. Is this fair? Personally, I say no. It is freely contended that the top clubs in the Second Division are equal to the bottom ones, in the first Division, and while this may be so in isolated cases, taken generally, it is a misnomer. Everyone looks to the First Division to show the way to good entertaining football, and there is no question that they do it. In view of that why should the Division be called upon to sacrifice six clubs every season? People lose sight of the fact that competition is keener in the First Division and that the clubs are more level than in any other section. A glance at the league table will prove this. There is not such a wide margin of points between the top and bottom clubs as in the other divisions.
PROTECT SENIOR CLUBS.
Any schemer of this nature must be modified not so much to give preference to the First Division clubs, but to prefect them in their effort to uphold the traditions of English football. As I say it might be practicable to have six clubs promoted from the Third Division to the Second Division and six relegated because there is not so much difference between those competitions as there is between the First Division and the other sections, but the conditions relating to promotion and relegation between the First and Second Division should not be tampered with. I feel certain the First Division clubs are quite content with matters as they are at present, but if the other clubs went the change they will be amply catered for by the semi-change. The First Division must be maintained as the exclusive circle it undoubtedly is, and if the scheme were put into operations in its present form it would be almost akin to throwing state balls and receptions open to everyone in the land. Clubs must gain entry to the highest circle by football ability and not to pitchforked into it in job lots. The First Division is doing well, and it would be a fatal mistake to place additional handicaps on the clubs.

THE REAL EVERTON FOR AN HOUR
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 04 January 1930
THEN LIVERPOOL RALLY AND MAKE 3-1 INTO 3-3
DERBY GAME EXCITEMENT AT FEVER HEAT
REFEREE’S OVERRIDES HIS GOAL DECISION
McPHERSON’S COOL DISPLAY
By Bee
Everton; Davies; Cresswell, O’Donnell; Robson, Hart, McPherson; Critchley, Dunn, Dean, Rigby, Stein.  Liverpool; Riley; Jackson, Lucas; Morrison, McDougall, Bromilow; Edmed, Hodgson, Smith, McPherson, Hopkin.  Everton and Liverpool to-day at Goodison Park in fine, cold weather, and a tinge of drizzle.  There were no pre-match scenes, and the only life for the 45,000 spectators was provided by the band awl two boys, one in blue and the other Red, each of whom had a goal end to himself.   The ground was sanded-in both goal portion as far as the penalty line and in a muddy island near the grand stand.  Everton won the toss and kicked towards the Aintree end.  The Everton McPherson, making his debut after leaving Swansea yesterday at a fee of about 2,000 more than his companion, Williams, was soon in the picture.  Jackson fed Edmed, and the ball went towards McPerson, who raised his hand to tell O’Donnell not to bother.  Thus the Swansea man suggested infinite coolness in a game that began, by the way, with both teams turning out together, instead of single sides.   There was some sharp tackling by O’Donnell, Jackson and Lucas.  Both centre-halves, McDougall and Hart, over-kicked the forwards, and Dean charged Riley when he was taking a goal kick, there being a faint grumbling protest.  Hodgson hesitated before shooting, and then merely put the ball towards goal, but over the bar.  Dean forced Jackson to a corner, and from that corner Rigby shot hard into a crowded den, the ball cannoning out.  Dean beat three men, and then offered a perfect pass towards the centre-forward position, where Rigby had gone, Jackson stopped the notion.  Edmed made the first shot to hand, and Davies got well down to the ball to gather it. 
GOAL DISALLOWED
In ten minutes, just after Robson had cut across to prevent a goal, Liverpool scored, and the referee, after allowing a goal, consulted the linesman, who had refused to put down his flag of protest, and revoked the decision.  Let me give the incident from the start.  There was a pass out to Hopkin.  He and Cresswell collided, and Hopkin appeared to be hurt severely, sufficiently for Cresswell to stop play to give attention to his friend.  In the meantime, Liverpool went on with their play, and McPherson put the ball in such a way that James Smith scored in the right-hand corner.  Before he scored a linesman on the grand stand side had raised his flag to suggest that he had seen something some of us had not. When the referee gave a goal there was great joy in the Anfield School, but they had not realized the dogmatism of the linesman, who, though, the heavens fell, insisted that his story should be heard.  Everton players surrounded the referee to point out the distress signal of the linesman, and Lucas ran a good distance and took a risk with his protest because he got hold of the referee by the coat.  The referee had a two-decker inquest, and the result was that he, on the spot where the goal was scored, revoked his own decision-a rather amazing thing, and one that many a referee I know would not do.  The one thing favorable to the linesman was the fact that he had a perfect line-view of the incident, and was instant with his flag-wag. 
CRITCHLEY WINGS IN
Liverpool were disgusted, so were the supporters, and salt was rubbed in the wound when Everton went away to score within two or three minutes of the hubbub.  A fine, open, sweeping move by three Everton men led to a goal by Critchley.  Dean, self-confident and assured, turned the ball to the left, received it back from Stein and passed it across to Critchley.  Critchley was lucky to get the ball rebounding to him after he had appeared to be a yard short in his sprint.  That was the only luck in the triangle and it produced goal No.1, in fourteen minutes.  Critchley was quite near No.2, and after that McPherson, of Liverpool, shot over the bar, and his namesake hung off a tackle in surprising manner, and in attempting to dribble past Morrison must have forgotten the talent of the man he was meeting.  Young Robson stuck to his work gleefully, and although Davies had to punch out on one occasion Everton had the more rousing attack at this point.  Rigby made an old-fashioned dropkick shot.  Dunn also made a header to which Edmed answered with a shot which he never thoroughly got hold of. 
A foul for a push on Hodgson led Hodgson to a header.  The linesman who, according to Liverpool, had offended, came into prominence with another off-side decision,  (this time undebatable, and strangely  enough, Smith nearly got a goal from  it, because O'Donnell made a poor  length free kick, and Smith. the Anfield centre, was placed for a goal. His shot was fingered round the post for a corner.  Edmed in the side net; Smith nearly converted a header by McPherson: and this spasm undoubtedly belonged to Liverpool. . O'Donnell hastily kicked away, but might have passed back and the costly Swansea half - back, McPherson, played in icier manner than McConnachie of years ago ever did: he was as coolest player the game has ever known.  Everton rallied back, and when Critchley centred long and low Dean ducked well down towards the earth, and his header, perfectly timed, glided the ball where most people thought Riley had no chance.  But Riley reached out his right hand and made a very distinctive save, and moreover, got the ball away.  There was a foul against Hodgson on a half, and Cresswell rounded Smith very cleverly.  James Jackson made his own goalkeeper save and later stretched out his leg to make a wonderful length kick.  Liverpool spectators called for a penalty against Cresswell, for hands.  Hart was hurt in a sliding tackle against Lucas, and Robson brought down the Everton house with a series of dribbles and tackles full of football meat.  Liverpool forced Davidson to punch away in the last minute of the first half after McPherson had fallen down in one for his nonchalant, carefree attempts to work the ball.  I should imagine that the feature of the first half was the way the new McPherson startled the spectators.  He did what he liked, when he liked, how he liked, in a game that was clean, sharp, eventful and debatable.  Half-time; Everton 1, Liverpool nil.
AN OPINION 
It is worth recording, in view of the debate that must arise over this game that a spectator tells me he saw the linesman on the Bullens-road side flag against Liverpool's goal, just as had the linesman on the grandstand side.  Elisha Scott, on two sticks, watched the game from the grandstand.  He pulled a muscle in last Wednesday’s game. Everton began the second half with a further dainty touch by Dunn, who revelled in the mud, and did a lot of work in a quiet way. Critchley had too much pace for Bromilow; in fact, Everton's best flank was the right flank. Rigby being rather too definite before shooting.
DEAN STICKS IN. 
Morrison made play on the touchline, and Smith got one of his few passes takeable so that Edmed could centre so that Edmed could centre perfectly. Dean was hurt, and unable to shoot when Critchley gave him a chance to become famous again; but in characteristic fashion he stayed on and played on, and just fifty seconds later he had scored sharp and true into the right-hand corner.  Everton 2, Liverpool 0; time 50 minutes. Dean limped away to receive congratulation, and he extended to Rigby, the maker of the goal, a hearty handshake. Rigby’s part was an important one.  He was not out on the left and dragged the ball back before centering sharp and low.  Dean crashed it into the right-hand corner of the net.   
THREE IN THREE MINUTES. 
This was the beginning of a collection of goals- three in three minutes-one of the most astounding spasms of “Derby Day” football.  Davies had no sooner saved from O’Donnell, who mis-headed the ball-this was Davies’ only save of note, so far- when Hopkin crossed the ball, which touched a player, and followed on towards Edmed, when ran in and snapped a goal similar to that which led to Liverpool’s revival last week.  But this time it only spurred on the opposition to another goal.  Dean went through on his own, and nearing the mud patch in goal, took so long over his final shot that 50,000 spectators imagined he had left his effort too late.  Yet when he did place the ball it was to make it secure into the left hand corner, a very remarkable goal in every phase of it.  Rigby made a solo of much length and cleverness.  Dean headed no more than a foot over the bar, and Hopkin responded with a centre so angled that the ball touched the foot of the upright and spun on into play.
EVERTOR REVIVED.
Hodgson brought down McPherson, yet the game from every point had been a clean one, rustling with excitement, even though the Reds were rather rusty in their exhibition today.  The half-backs could not hold the Everton forwards, who have not played so rousing and able football for many moons.  Liverpool, possibly, never got over the denial of the first fruit, which they reckoned was theirs.  Hodgson went near with a ball that was turned outside by O’Donnell, but Smith, the Liverpool centre, should have scored with ease on the penalty line instead of kicking over the ball, and Smith further failed to deliver a shot of strength. Edmed was knocked out by a ball that struck him on the head and nearly passed into goad. He would have forgiven the pain if a goal had come, but Davie, punched away.  Liverpool improved in their attack, and first Bromilow and then McDougall tried to score. Smith heading round the post. Bromilow joined up with Hopkin to make his best effort, and Davies saved from Edmed, and carried the ball through a crowd of players to keep the danger at convenient length. 
PRETTY LIVERPOOL GOAL. 
Jackson now went among the half-backs in one of Liverpool's do-or-die efforts. Everton had not been able to  shake up the Liverpool endeavor,  and  one sensed a goal coming at the  moment that Hopkin swished the ball  along, McPherson, the inside left of  Liverpool, making a beautiful gliding  effort to the right-hand corner for a pretty goal, and a reopening of the  Issue, with the score 3-2 and twenty  minutes to play.  Liverpool’s fighting qualities were now very evident.  The crowd cheered them to the echo, and when McPherson cleverly forced a corner by kicking the ball on to an Everton defender a goal arose. 
McDOUGALL EQUALISES
Smith could not quite reach a shot, but the ball went out four yards, and McDougall had the great joy of equalizing at the seventy-second minute.  This was a complete turn-around quite typical of Liverpool’s latest habit of last-minute revivals, and they had thousands to voices to encourage them, in addition to which Edmed made a huge overhead kick from the touchline, and Smith diverted the ball out of Davies’s way as the two men went out for the same ball. 
SMITH OFFSIDE AGAIN
There was an open goal for Smith, but he could not get round in time to make a first-time shot, and eventually was crowded out.  This was excitement gone made.  Smith netted the ball again, but was plainly offside.  The ball went for a corner off Davies’s leg when Edmed shot. 
Final; Everton 3, Liverpool 3. 

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 04 January 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

• Everton found the season’s half-way house by no means refreshing at Bolton
• In the last nine visit to Goodison, Liverpool have won three, lost three, and drawn three.
• Has Everton’s “big Bon” proved a striking success?
• There has been a lot of the usual silly talk going on all week to the effect that Liverpool were going to make Everton a gift of two points this afternoon
• When the Reds last visited Goodison they should have won the match in the first half, Hodgson hitting the upright and McDougall missing a “sitter.”
• Subsequently the Blues came into their own, thanks to better team work, and eventually Alec Troup did the trick
• One of Everton’s recovery hopes lies in the fact that eleven of the last eighteen fixtures are labelled “home” matches
• Their severe opening list of six away to three home games doesn’t seem to have worked out accordingly to plan
• Everton will need to make a big jump on recent form to reach this figure

REFEREE’S DILEMMA.
Athletic News - Monday 06 January 1930
Problem of Changed Decision.
LIVERPOOL RALLY.
Everton 3 Liverpool 3
By Impressionist.
I seem to witness fated witness decisions by referees which make onlookers doubt the evidence of their eyes. It is said that those looking on see most of the game. In the majority of questionable cases I give best to the referee, but at Goodison I had a very clear view of an incident which in the light of after-events, had a vital bearing on the issue between Everton and Liverpool. However, take it singly. Ten minutes of tame play. Then Bromilow, Hopkin, and McPherson did the good old triangular movement. The last named went along and crossed square. Smith sweeping upon the ball like an eagle and driving it home.
THE BETTER VIEW.
Beside the Liverpool centre-forward was the referee, who walked towards the circle, pointing definitely for a goal. But a linesman stood, the picture of “ Excelsior," flag aloft. Upon his attention being called an Everton player, the referee walked across, and after consultation reversed his decision. In my opinion it was the picture of a legitimate goal. Where I do quarrel with the official is in changing his mind after being in a better position than either linesman to know whether Smith was off-side or not. At that time the Liverpool half-backs interposed among the Everton forwards, and dispossessed them with an almost nonchalant ease on ground like glue, and playing against a nasty wind and the rain. Weighing up the circumstances —Everton in in depression and Liverpool at the height of their season's power—one could visualize the Anfield team just going through their local foes with the Inspiration early goal. The irony of it was that three minutes after this Everton respite Critchley caught the ball crossed by Dean, as it rebounded from Lucas, and gave Everton the lead. The effect was rejuvenating. Dean, subdued yet subtle, headed low for the net as only he can. Riley made an extraordinary catch, falling wide to the ball. A GOAL A MINUTE
To the Liverpool backs there was everything in a name where Dean—though limping in the second half—was concerned. They generally retreated before him. The defenders were out of alignment when Stein centred, and DEAN slashed the ball home from the right-hand post. Straightaway EDMED converted from Hopkin, only for DEAN, apparently dilatory, to mesmerize Jackson and Lucas and slip the ball through at leisure. This meant three goals in as many minutes, and Everton holding a 3-1 margin.  Liverpool are bonny fighters. Their magnificent retaliation, with everything appearing to run against them, gave to this game a dramatic redeeming value. For the most part it was hard, but drab on this kind of occasion, suggesting a legacy of the holiday toil. . Thus Hopkins hit the post. Again Liverpool came full tilt. McPHERSON head glided the ball past the unsighted Davies. Then a corner from which McDougall levelled the scores—two goals in two minutes.
NEAR TO VICTORY
In the remaining dozen minutes Liverpool volleyed and thundered. Somehow the goal escaped, even when Edmed had it to himself.  There is a deal of satisfaction to be obtained from such a division between local teams. Good fortune was Everton’s —and about time they may say. Generally, their defence was the more convincing. Cresswell being the best back, cool and fertile.  For all its troubled McPherson, making his debut for Everton, this battle might have been a practice match. The art was in his feet, but his tackling had not enough spirit. When Liverpool came with storm tactics the home half-backs wilted. As usual, the forwards played some stylish football, but it required a Dean to finish it off. On the other hand, Liverpool are a well-welded team. They have the Cup bearing, and assuredly all its means in the way of determination. No outlook is too forlorn for them challenge.  Everton; Davies; Cresswell, O’Donnell; Robson, Hart, McPerson; Critchley, Dunn, Dean, Rigby, and Stein.  Liverpool; Riley; Jackson, Lucas; Morrison, Dougall (W), Bromilow; Edmed, Hodgson, Smith, McPherson, and Hopkins.  Referee; Mr. A.J. Caseley, Wolverhampton. 

EVERTON 3 LIVERPOOL 3
January 6 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury
GOODISON PARK THRILLS
SIX GOALS SHARED IN DERBY GAME.
LIVERPOOL REVIVE AFTER BEING LED 3-1
The second of the local Derby game between Everton and Liverpool resulted in a draw of three goals each, and none but the most prejudiced could complain of the fairness of the verdict. It was a game characterised by a wealth of fine football, not brilliant, but sufficiently fascinating and at times thrilling enough to please most people. It was rather unfortunate that a disputed goal (scored by Liverpool) should have crept in to a pleasant contest fought with commendable energy and spirit that reflected credit to all concerned. Everton's form in the first half was a revelation, coming after the many defeats and changes. They played with a buoyancy and confidents that has not been seen for many a day, and when they took a 3-1 lead after eight minutes in the second half they seemed to be well on the way to success. It was at this stage, however, that Liverpool's fighting qualities came to the surface, and from being forced to shoulder a lot of hard defensive work they attacked like giants refreshed. Goals came at seventy and seventy-two minutes that placed them on level terms, but they wanted more, and in the end Everton seemed satisfied to finish with a point. It was a wonderful revival, but it must be remembered that few sides are as well fitted as Liverpool for this type of game. Liverpool finished the stronger side, but Everton gave a sparkling display in the first half, and thus one is inclined to the view that justice was done with credit to both sides.
SMITH'S CAPITAL GOAL.
At the end of ten minutes Smith, the Liverpool centre, snapped up a pass from McPherson and scored a capital goal and the referee promptly pointed to the centre. His attention was, however, directed to the linesman on the grand stand side, who continued vigorously to wave his flag. After consultation the referee revoked his decision, presumably on the grounds of offside. Naturally much debate centred round the incident and it must have been a very fine point that only a judge on the spot could decide. Liverpool's disappointment was made greater when Critchley gave Everton the lead four minutes later, and the interval came with Everton leading by the only goal. Dean increased Everton's lead at fifty minutes and two minutes afterwards Edmed scored for Liverpool. This was followed a minute later by a second goal for Dean. Afterwards Liverpool got definitely on top, and following McPherson's clever header at seventy minutes, McDougall levelled the score at seventy-two minutes. Smith lost a fine chance of putting Liverpool ahead when Davies missed a clearance that took him out of the goal.
HOW THE PLAYERS FARED.
Both Riley and Davies did well and there was little to choose between then. Lucas and Jackson were steadier and more consistent as a pair than Cresswell and O'Donnell. Cresswell did a lot of neat work in the first half, but near the end he seemed to lack fire and was hardly keen enough in his tackles. Everton took the honours in the half-back line and McPherson, the Swansea player made a good impression. He was confidents and cool almost to the point of appearing nonchalant in most of his work, but his ability was beyond question. None did better than Robson – a real honest worker, always where the flight was hardest. Hart made a fine pivot, and opened out some delightful chances. Morrison was the best on the Liverpool side, with his usual neat classy style. Liverpool had a fine forward in Hopkins and accurate he wanted few chances and made a big number. Smith was a dangerous leader, although he missed a couple of easy openings in the second half, while McPherson played a useful game, Hodgson tended to slow up the line, and Edmed's good work came in patches. Dean's return a great difference to the Everton attack and if he was not as good as he can be he provided some delightful touches, one of his best was a brilliant header to a centre by Critchley that Riley did well to save. Critchley played one of his best games especially in the first half and Dunn made him a capital partner. Good work came from Rigby and Stein was by no means out of the picture. Teams; - Everton; - Davies goal, Cresswell and O'Donnell, backs, Robson, Hart (captain) and McPherson, half-backs Critchley, Dunn Dean, Rigby and Stein, forwards. Everton; - Riley, goal, Jackson (captain) and Lucas, backs, Morrison, McDougall, and Bromilow, half-backs, Edmed, Hodgson, Smith, McPherson, and Hopkins, forwards.

LIVERPOOL “A” 3 EVERTON “A” 2
January 6 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury.
Liverpool county combination.
At Anfield –a draw would have been a fairly result. There are little difference between the sides. Clavert, in the Everton goal was splendid and made many saves. Burke scored the only goal of the first period five minutes from the interval. Dykes equalised immediately on resuming, Lewis increased Everton's lead with a splendid cross shot, but Kelly levelled the score from a penalty, in the last few minutes Breland obtained the winning point.

WELL WORTH WATCHING
Liverpool Echo - Monday 06 January 1930
THE LOCAL DERBY GAME A VERITABLE FEAST OF FOOTBALL FUN AND-SOME ARGUMENT
GOALS AND THEIR MAKING
PLAYERS AND THEIR PLAY. 
BEE’S Notes
Everton's Great Hour—And Liverpool's Great Revival. 
The quiet of the Hive is distinct contrast to the noise of the Goodison Park. It is a few moments ago that I left a ground with its 50,000 spectators soaked, but satisfied. Satisfied, if they were not too partisan to see how the game went. To me it was a satisfying meal; a great feast of fair football; clean, keen striving, honest, and full of the joy of the unexpected. Who, for instance, could imagine a Derby game in our city without there arose, a debate? I fear me there will be an age-old enquiry and inquest in the case of Caseley, the referee. Should he forsake his own better judgment? Should he listen to the  ' linesman? Will he ever tell us why he changed his own verdict, considering he stood on top of the Smith-goal incident?  Will the linesman say his little piece de resistance, or will it be left to Bee correspondents "on the spot" to define what happened? It is a great debate; it is a great question whether a goal to Liverpool at that point would or would not have paved the way to a Liverpool victory. We must not argue the matter; the only proper way of dealing with it so far as I am concerned is to say that the linesman, with his line view, reckoned he saw something that the referee had plainly missed. And I glory in any linesman’s sense of necessity if he sees something and signals against all the cat-calls that may arise because it does not suit the public. Too many times  have we seen a linesman flag a decision  and then, failing to get the ear or eye  of the referee, he has allowed his flag to  drag down to its normal position, which  is against the ruling—if he has flagged he must draw the attention of the  referee to the incident. This is what happened at Goodison Park, and we must at least concede the linesman that he signaled definitely and instantly, and he would brook no interference until the referee had consulted him and taken his evidence. Moreover, the linesman signaled before the goal was scored—it was not an after -thought. 
GOALS. 
So much for that. The players came out together like pals, played like pals, strove like hearty good enemies—yet friends and it would have been nice if they had adjourned to a local eats-shop and spent a convivial evening.  It was memorable that a draw should be the verdict, because a lot of know-all people had been telling me that this would be a cooked dish. I told them they did not know the football hatred of the rival clubs and players. Nothing would be given; everything would be taken. Everton seemed to have taken a new lease of life till the hour-glass began to lose its sand. Timeless passing; so was the lung power of some players—and spectators. Dean had got two goals: Critchley, perhaps the most consistently good player of the field, had taken a leading goal; tamed had stepped in once again to take the gains of extreme Critchley: Edmed had stepped in once again to take the gains of extreme wingmen and rival his vis-aa-vis Critchley; Everton were apparently safe in their turning point, a 3-1 lead. But rate and the fighting spirit of Liverpool F.C. came to the rescue. The longer Liverpool played the better they played; they stayed every inch of the mu-.course, and they are surely the Grand National heroes of the football world. They step it out fine and large after the race is apparently won. They seemed to have about a thousand to one chance at the hour. Then they came near winning the game. So like Liverpool you say. But remember this: they did just the same thing at Portsmouth, and Derby, not to mention frightening the championship side. A well-known commentator said after the game on Saturday; “This is my side for the Cup.  We said something similar last season, but we who went to Bristol do not forget the nervous and strained way the eleven played that day. No! Liverpool get their inspiration at given moments: the feeling was in me when I saw James Jackson move upwards just once that here’s the great rallying, reviving minute.  There are those who say his tactics are not justified, not warranted; there are those who think the opening out of the defence is not warranted. I have always preached the opposite with a game apparently lost. Jackson put the fire into the half-back line, which had been like a damp squib up to them; he fired the imagination, and the feet of the eleven men. 
THE RIVIVAL. 
He introduced vim into the proceedings and the Everton defence began to waver just a trifle. Smith hammered  down the plugged-holed-ground of mud,  O'Donnell headed some away; Cresswell  rounded his man and kicked clear;  Robson began to feel, after a long  success, that Hopkin was the greatest  old warrior of the season—Hopkin's  weight and methods were at last  beginning to tell against this able, little  young man Robson. The Liver officials fielded a star turn; the Two Mace— McPherson and McDougal, the electric goal-makers. One glided the ball through; the other shot it through a crowd of players. The game was drawn 3-3 after there seemed to be no hope, no chance, for Liverpool. Everton were shocked by the tactics and by the turn-round; the game had been theirs. No one can deny that for an hour they had played superior football, more certain football; more definite.  Davies had nothing to do; Riley had to curl out a Dean header, and watch another pass just over. Everton had apparently been waiting for this occasion to make good their revival.  They sacrificed a point to the heartiest team in the League. Yet there was much to like about Everton's game.  The wing men were sharp and to the point, notably Critchley' Dean did not essay goals, but he kept defenders buzzing round him, and he got his passes and his two goals where he wanted them. Had stiffened the middle  position, and the new man, McPherson,  of Swansea, went through the early  game with an air of seeming indifference;  yet his master-touches, the back-heel, and toe slow-but-sure dribble of  which he is justly famous, showed him  up to a crowd who could not make top  nor tail of him in the first half hour.  He held off a tackle; he is the ideal Corinthian, with ice-bags on! I have never seen such a cool, collected game in my life. It may not fit the senior service all through a season, but, at least, it looks like making for great joy among the Everton spectators. It was something new, something foreign to the frantic haste of this day's football; it  was art and ability combined; and the  easiest way to do a thing is generally  the prettiest way to do its-vide Dean's  second goal, which he took so long  about that one felt he could not get the ball through.  Considering the conditions, this was a great game of football; great because it showed Everton's revival for an hour:  great because there were six goals when one feared there could not be many owing to the state of the turf; great because of the rallying call of the Liverpool side: and great because it was free from all filth, save that which abounded on the ground. I am happy to have seen such a game; it is a memory rich and clear.  I have seen hardly any poor football this season.  Perhaps that is because I have happened to go to the away games that have produced the best football, and missed the home games that have been drab.  I have seen no unclean games.  May the good view go on.  Meantime, I give you the toast of the year-Everton and Liverpool F.C. Long may they prosper.  Any seconder?  Thank you, Mr. Everybody.  All in favour show in the usual manner.  Carried with applause! 

EVERTON IN "LOVE" WITH HILL. 
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 08 January 1930
ABERDEEN'S EMPHATIC "NO" TO OVERTURES. 
Everton's interest in Love and Hill, the Aberdeen stars, which was exclusively announced in these columns several weeks ago, has developed another stage.  It is reported from Aberdeen that Everton have made magnificent offers for the outside right and half-hack.  Everton watched these players during the holiday matches at New Year time, and were finally convinced that they were the men they required to pull them up from their precarious league position.  Aberdeen's answer to the Everton people, however, was emphatic. So long as the “Dons" have chances in  either Cup or League, not all the money  in Liverpool will tempt them to part with  Love, Hill, or any of their stars. 

PLAYERS WHO GOT LOST
Liverpool Echo - Thursday 09 January 1930
Bee’s Notes
"Old Times" writes:—ln answer N.  Mr. C A. Marshall's inquiry, re the late Archie Goodall, as to the year he joined up with the Stanley F.C. He came to Liverpool about March, 1888 as the football season finished at the end of April. He did not get much of a show until the beginning of the season 1888-1889. As you are aware, professionalism was not legal at that time; players brought in were found jobs by the club officials. Archie started and worked for a time in the employ of the Liverpool Grain Elevator Company, Bootle. At that period I was serving my apprenticeship, and on several occasions Archie came to our shop with gear and repair work.  As I am a Walton lad, I enjoyed many practice game on the old Stanley F.C. ground in the good old days, being acquainted with the majority of the Stanley players, who were employed by D. Rollo and Company’s engine works, Blackstone-street.  By the way, just a few names:—Pollick,  Brothers McCullum, Stevenson, Glandeson,  Alec Dick (Dick joining Everton  beginning of the season 1888-1889).I  think friend Mr. C. A. Marshall is in  error. At the time Everton F.C. were suspended Weir and lzatt were not in Liverpool. The Bootle F.C. brought them down from Scotland after the opening of the season 1888-1889. Their names were published to play. Something happened, and the joke went about these two players got lost (instead of finding the Bootle pavilion dressing room. they were found playing for Everton F.C., and away from home at that). “Poached again."
OLD FRIENDS AND NEW
Charles Murray, from Bristol writes; The old cry, this time from the Southwest; “What’s wrong with Everton?” well, the “Athletic News” tells us it is the half-backs, so Everton complete a deal with Swansea; but I wonder if the scouts thought it worthwhile to cross the Severn and have a look at Clifford Britton, a very promising youngster playing right half for Bristol Rovers.  This player may not be all that's wanted in a first-class player, but he would soon develop into a very capable man in case of injury to those at present playing in the half-back lane for the Blues. You will no doubt be pleased to hear that David Bain is playing very consistently at right-half for Bristol City, and another ex- Everton man in Fred Forbes, who went to Plymouth, is doing very well for Bristol Rovers, as will be seen by the cutting from a local paper enclosed, and in the same team is Murray (my namesake), the South African who left Everton for the City and then passed on to the Rovers. The football down here is not the same as the Blues serve up. I was born in the Everton district, not far from Sleepershill, and I do my best to show up Everton’s good points amongst the football critics down here. The “Football Echo" I receive every week from a friend, and it keeps me in touch with the doings of both clubs on Merseyside.
Everton “A” overflow
Everton “A” play Blundellsands in the semi-final of the George Mahon Cup, at Goodison, on Saturday, at 2.45.  This will be an overflow meeting for the Anfield cup-tie, and the progress of the local clubs will be posted every fifteen minutes.  Everton “A” Talbot; Johnson, Leyland; Bryan, Haycock, Wright; Liggings, Chedgzoy, Dyke,. Webster and Lewis. 

EVERTON PLAYERS PLAYING GOLF
January 10 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury
The players are taking matters easily at Blackpool golf and brine baths have been enjoyed and martin, playing in a four-ball match with Critchley, Cresswell and Rigby, holed out at the seventh with a hole in one.
“A” GAME POSTPONED.
The George Mahon cup semi-final between Everton “A” and Blundsellsands, which should have been decided at Goodison Park tomorrow as been postponed owning to the ground being in a very bad stake. It is in a wet state and would cut up very badly for furture and more important matches.

ONAMATOPOSIA. 
Liverpool Echo - Friday 10 January 1930
Bee’s Notes
It is wise for Everton not to take their Carlisle United rivals too readily as "something to slaughter." It is necessary Everton should make each post a winning post. It is necessary that Everton should produce a Cup-tie flair that has not been their lot in matches against anew of the supposed weaker sides they have met. They have fallen to sides like Chelsea, Fulham, Bradford, and, breathe it quietly, Crystal Palace, until they must look upon the “good thing" as the bad thing. However, Everton have, a few days ago, shown an amount of thoroughness and refusal to lie down to their tragic position that augurs well for the morrow and for future dates. The average man  calls it " guts " It is a word that is  highly placed in the class known as “Onamatopocsia." which means that the  word's harsh sound fits the word, as In  the words Crash, Hiss, Crackle.  Guts are not a nice word, but it is eminently suited to the state of Everton to-day:  they have got a belief in themselves; they have started to fight hard and long.  Carlisle will extend them; they have a crack goal getter, and as one or two members of the Everton side are still doubtful starters. it will be seen that  while the players are confident that they  will win at the first time of asking they realize that things are still not quite  going their way. The fact that the  Iceberg (as I see fit to christen the new  man from Swansea), McPherson,  cannot  play through having engaged in a Cup- tie this season is a bar against the side,  but it is not insurmountable. One is  sorry to think that that fair and fine  fellow, Albert Virr,  has again broken  down—l fear it is going to be a long  job again this time. He had reached high points last season and was being noised for international honours when his knee was damaged.  His recovery was slow; his return brought another break, and a second rest and a return has only brought in its wake a further muscle trouble. I am very sorry it has happened, because Virr is a local, has grown in favour in a side that does not field many locals, and had always been a gentleman.  At Blackpool they have had high jinks on the links: they have had a great rest and wonderful weather. It will be a tough game, but I have no fears about a shock result; indeed, I would nap the visiting eleven.   The " Football Echo' will give, as usual, their own special correspondent's comments on the big matches. All round the country we have a staff of expert commentators and they will film the Cup-round for the reader.  There will be alarums; there will be many drawn games this time, I fear.  Last season I voted for the absence of draws games to this round and save two or three it turned out a correct forecast; this time the evenness of some of the games threatens a whole host of mid-week matches.  May we escape them and may we get through the rounds with honours, being joined by Wrexham. That is my wish.  Probable Everton team; Davies; Cresswell, O’;Donnell; Robson, Hart, White; Critchley, Dunn, Dean, Rigby, Stein.   Carlisle United have chosen their team to meet Everton at Carlisle on Saturday, and the side will make a strong bid to enter the third round.  Prout has made a good recovery from the injury to his hand sustained on New Year’s Day at Accrington, and he will keep goal.  The team will, therefore be at full strength.  The eleven is; Prout; Coulthard, McLaughlan; Miller, Frew, Pigg; Cape, Hutchinson, McConnell, Holland, Watson. 
CARLISLE FLOODS
ADJACENT RIVER’S THREATS TO EVERTON CUP-TIE
Carlisle United and Everton will undoubtedly have to play on a very soft and heavy-going ground.  Usually, Brunton Park is a most excellent pitch for fast games, but the abnormally wet and stormy weather lately, and the ground's close proximity to the greatly swollen river, which has repeatedly overflowed its banks, has rendered the turf very soft.  Quits recently an important Third League match had to be postponed after the teams were all ready to commence the match.  Early this week, the river end of the ground was submerged, and there were fears that if the heavy rains continued it might be impossible to play the important English Cup-tie between Everton and Carlisle between tomorrow.  However, the water cleared fairly quickly. There was an extraordinary deluge during Wednesday night and  yesterday morning, and the ground  showed several small pools, though last  night they had disappeared  But whether there is any more rain  between now and to-morrow afternoon  or not, the ground cannot he otherwise  than in an exceptionally soft and  sodden condition, and play must be  badly affected. Carlisle supporters and their team were very anxious for a dry ground as they are by no means a heavy side, and they play much more effectively on a fast-going ground with a lively ball.  It will be a case of the teams adapting themselves to the conditions.  The match has, during the past few days, formed the chief topic of conversation in Carlisle, and there is a growing confidence that the Third Leaguers will put up a good show against the Evertonians.  It is the first occasion the United, Inaugurated in 1906, have met a First League team in the English Cup, hence the special interest.

EVERTON'S DANGER
January 10 th 1930. Evening Express
Everton will find themselves up against one serious handicap at Brunton Park. The Carlisle ground at present is a sea of mud, and that will not suit Everton's scientific short passing style. The Blues will have to make up their minds to adopt a more open game than is usual with them. If they do, then I think they will win by a fair margin. Everton have failed lamentably at times in the Cup when everything seemed plain sailing, but I cannot visualize United even forcing them to a draw. The equality of the Blues' play should put the issue beyond doubt at the first meeting.
CARLISLE CONFIDENCE.
At the same time Everton must not take –too much for granted, as my Carlisle correspondent informed me that a spirit of mild optimism and wild enthusiasm holds Carlisle at the moment. A record gate is certain, and it is expected that the capacity of the ground –about 20,000 –will be fully taxed. “Our lads” said Mr. Jack Hetherington, the Carlisle trainer, “ are not in the least swollen headed, but they have weighted up the pros and cons of this tie and they have more confidence in meeting Everton than they had when they met Crewe Alexandra in the last round.
SAME FOR BOTH.
It will be some encouragement to Everton to know that Carlisle are viewing the state of their own ground with some concern. They are hoping against hope that the turf will be reasonably firm as they are banking on being able to play the open swift moving game. Their attack has rare dash but cannot “get away with it” off the present sloppy state of the pitch. Whatever the conditions however, Everton are assured of meeting a wholehearted united eleven who will go hard for the full 90 minutes. Still, Hunter Hart's message from Blackpool shows there is a refreshing spirit of optimism in the Everton camp, and though the directors are still doubtful of the composition of the eleven, the team chosen should make a triumphant return.

THE LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 10 January 1930
A NEW SERIES
No.1- PARK LANE; ROMANCE OF A DOCKSIDE STREET
By Michael O’Mahony
When Wapping had a windmill and Garden-street a bowling-green-when the river, which flowing by the walls of the Old Church, daily washed the steps of the Tower as it ebbed and flowed along the golden sands which led to the sloping meadows of the Dingle, Park-lane was an inviting beginning to a rural ramble and deserved its name.  It was for centuries the only way to the “Royal Parke of Tockstathe,” and long after the forest was felled, whoever wandered out between its hedges of the eminence which is now High Park-street, and from the garden of the old “Pine Apple” tavern gazed backward to see the three spires of St. Nicholas, St. George, and St. Thomas, rising above the trees and spreading tide beheld a pleasant prospect indeed.  Between the lane and the river houses had begun to rise here and there about 1770-houses surrounded by shady gardens from whose paths and arbours steps descended to the wave-washed strand below.  The last time I was speaking to Alderman John Eills he recalled the fact that Lord de Tabley had a town house here with a bathing pool close to his garden and on the site of which now stands, at the corner of Tabley-street, a public house of the name with the de Tabley quartering’s painted on its windows and interesting coincidence with the quaint Cheshire name Nancollo printed on the lintel of its door.  Declension, in the shape of rope walks, came about the end of the eighteenth century.  These, extending from the leafy lane to the beach, laid the way for the streets which followed in a few years. 
WHY STREETS WERE NARROW
The name of these streets recall to-day the men of the time who “fretted” and strutted their little hour on the stage of Liverpool life.  Those of Shaw, Campbell, and Grayson, as well as Pownall (he died from a chill caught while quelling a riot in the “Devil’s Acre”) recall Mayors of the old town who were reputable men in their generation, but not more so than those perpetuated by Sparling-street, Blundell-street, and Crosbie-street.  Memory lingers with a sinister air round the name of Sparling-but that’s another story.  The Blundells repeatedly filled the civic chair and so did the Crosbies.  James Crosbie was Major in 1763, John Crosbie in 1765, William Crosbie in 1776, and another William of the same family in 1779.  It might be said of the Crosbies that, like the Liver with the branch in her beak once they got a grip they never let go, or, that when the Liverpool chain fell on the neck of a Crosbie it might exclaim;  “Home, Sweet Home.”  Looking on those streets or alleys today it is surprising, considering the price of land at the time, why builders built so narrowly, but no doubt the knowledge that green fields and a clean beach were but a step from the closest street was, I suppose, good reason for it. 
DOCKSIDE THOROUGHFARE
The first gesture of industrialism to trench upon the picturesque here was a copper works, and few gestures could be more defined except the Herculaneum pottery which followed it.  This was succeeded by the opening of the Salt house Dock, and with the carrying out of the docks walls to breast the force of a tidal river metamorphosis was complete.  The fine spire of St. Thomas’s Church stood forth for some years as a graceful reminder of old times, but it was born to misfortune.  On a wild March night in 1757 the slender erection was blown down.  When, on being rebuilt, it was struck by lightning, it was finally taken down, and now church and all has gone, its place being marked by a restful-looking little space of green grass and healthy-looking shrubs.  A little further on still stands a solid-looking building which wears its years very lightly.  It was the centre of much hectic feeling about the middle of the last century, and fills a useful place in the city’s life as a Guildhail for the venerable parish of St. Peter.  Scarcely a house or shop in Park-lane, now one of the most typical dockside thoroughfares in England, but has changed its occupants maybe a hundred times over since the days when it was a rural byway. 
A BASQUE CORNER
I greatly regret one change there during my own time.  Some twenty years ago I had a very kind reception at a club founded by Basques visiting the port and every moment of which is memorable.  It was only a room over a shop on the river side of the lane, but it was one of the most interesting rooms in Liverpool.  Quaintly carved benches lined the walls.  At the head of a ponderous-looking table stood a painting on a large tree, under which I was told the Basque laws were yearly promulgated, and in the shadow of the painting, laid on the table, was a vellum-bound, thong-tied book in which those laws were beautifully written.  Here Basque songs were sung, Basque epics recited.  Yet this week the occupants of the place tell me nothing whatever about it.  This fact, notwithstanding, Park-lane maintains its cosmopolitan character to a degree that is more than merely interesting.  The names over the shop windows, the very faces of the children I chatted to declare it.  One stolid-looking boy, with a name like a job lot of second-hand corkscrews, told me he was a Czech; another gentle-looking little creature said he was a Fillipino; a third, whose straight hair and button-hole eyes spake also of somewhere east of Suez, said his name was Freddie Young.  No doubt Young was Yung, but that’s nothing now south of Duke-street. 
GONE FOR EVER
“Access to Park-lane from town” says old Stonehouse, “was obtained by foot passengers, at first across the ferry at the end of Pool-lane and afterwards by the Weir, but the horseman crossed the bridge at Lord-street and made his way by winding along the banks of the stream till he found himself in park-lane by some way that than existed.  Should the Lord-street robot say “go” to a horseman in our day he would find himself in Park-lane easily enough, but a Park-lane, where a silent line of Lascars may pause before a shop window which clamours “Parrots wanted” where the quaint gables and pinnacles of a Norwegian church is flinging out the notice.  “Lasrum for Sjoman,” and where silence from the grind of traffic is as rare as the leaves which once fell from lofty trees, it is changed even to me.  Curiously I went to-day to try and trace Crosbie-street, believing that I should find it hidden.  Except for a forgotten fragment on the river end, it is swept away.  It has been blotted out by a railway station.  Like the minstrels who once made it vocal, and the magnates who gave it a name, it has gone for ever. 

NO ROOM FOR SUBSTITUTES IN FOOTBALL
January 11 th 1930. Evening Express
HUNTER HART SAYS SUGGESTION IS IMPRACTICABLE
WANGLES THAT COULD BE EMPLOYED IF SYSTEM WERE ADOPTED
FURTHER TINKERING WITH THE GAME NOT NEEDED
By Hunter Hart, Everton's captain.
Football reformers seem to abound in this country. There are certain members of the public who are forever thinking out schemes to “improve the game” in fact, the latest suggestion is that substitutes should be allowed in League matches for players who are injured and unable to continue. This is obviously a Continental idea, for it is a common practice there, as I saw during tours in foreign countries, tries, but it is questionable whether such measures would be practicable here when so much relies on the fitness of the players.
IN PUBLIC TRIALS.
In exhibition matches, where there is nothing hanging on the result, it is only in the spirit of true sportsmanship to allow new men to take places of those who have become incapacitated but in England it should only be extended to public trial matches, where clubs have so many players on their books that they desire to test the abilities of all instead of 22. Substitutes in league or cup football would open up a royal road to malingerers, and would wipe out everything in the nature of a test of skill. It is that test which is the life-blood of competitive football. Malingering is the greatest evil, which would arise. I say this without doubting for one moment the honesty of players and club managements, and were substitutes allowed. I can visualise many clever schemers to gain an advantage being put into operation. Any club with a star player reported a doubtful on a match morning would be played without any fear that a breakdown might cost the team the game. If, at the end of, say 10 or 20 minutes, he found that his injury was adversely affecting his play, he could report unfit to the referee, go to the dressing-room, and another man would be sent out instead. Truly a pretty kettle of fish. I realise that the bogy of a long list of injured players would disappear, but injuries are a matter of ill-luck, and the misfortune arising from them should not be transferred to the shoulders of other clubs. Again, take the man who after a certain period in the game knows he is dead off form. When he finds he can do nothing right he could go into a tackle, feign injury and go off, knowing full well that a reserve would take his place. More important is the case of the player, who in a gruelling game, becomes leg-weary in the middle of the second half. What easier remedy would there be than for him to “crock up” and allow a fresh man to come into the side? All such things as this would emanate from the fact that substitutes be allowed. To take the matter even farther, if a team were playing really badly and being well beaten, what would there be to stop the directors instructing half of them to feign injury so that practically a new team could go out to retrieve the lost position?
READY MADE HELP.
Clubs in danger of relegation need not worry about making experiments. The road to safety would have no obstacles on it. Yes, the same would apply to teams running for the Championship, but in a lesser degree, for such clubs must have struck a winning combination to get in the race at all. Another question, which would arise, would be that of the payment of bonus to reserves. Under the substitute system would eleven reserves be allowed to come on the bonus list? I think even clubs would object to this on the matter of expense, but what could be done if substitutes were permitted. There would be no alternative but to put eleven men on bonus in addition to the playing members. No. I think the critic of football should seek further remedies for improving football if they consider it needs improvement. Personally I do not. We must continue to teach the Continentals how to manage the game, and not adopt their impracticable measures.

EVERTON'S BID AT CARLISLE.
January 11 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury
By John Peel
Everton's task is a difficult one. They are breaking new ground in visiting Carlisle, and although their opponents are in a lower sphere, the cup is a great leveller, and too great a store should not be placed on the fact that the one club is in the first Division and the other in the third section. Normally perhaps, Everton would be looked on as certainties for the fourth round, but the club from a playing point of view, has taken on learn times though the greatly improved display against Liverpool has given rise to the hope of better things. Personally I thrust they have turned the corner and that today the team will uphold the prestige of Everton and make use of victory. Previous experience of lowly placed clubs will ensure that Everton will not make the mistake of holding their opponents lightly. The Goodison club has sustained some knocks from smaller fry, but I fancy they will rise to the occasion today, if the team play as well as they did in the first hour against Liverpool, the result will not be in doubt. Everton team will be chosen from the following fourteen players; Davies, Cresswell, O'Donnell, Williams, Robson, Griffiths, Hart, White, Critchley, Dunn, Rigby, Martin and Stein.

EVERTON GAIN USEFUL LEAD
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 11 January 1930
TWO GOALS FOR CRITCHLEY, ONE FOR DEAN, AND ONE FOR McCONNELL IN FIRST HALF
By Stork
Everton; Davies; Williams, O’Donnell; Robson, Griffiths, Hart; Critchley, Dunn, Dean, Rigby, Stein.  Carlisle United;- Little; Coulthard, McLaughlin; Miller, Frew, Pigg; Cape, Hutchinson, McConnell, Holland, Watson.  Referee; Mr. J.W. Kirkwood, Gateshead.  
Them was a doubt overnight that the match between Carlisle and Everton  would not take place owing to the floods  in the district, but when I visited the  ground this morning I was pleased with its appearance, and had no doubt whatever that the game would be played.  There had been a lot of rain during the night, and just before noon there was fall of snow, but it cleared before it did any damage.  The ground was on the soft side, but I very much doubt if it could be worse than the Everton pitch after a soaking.  Everton were undecided as to the composition  of their side until the last  minute, when it was found that Cresswell  was not fit enough to play, so  Williams  their new man, came into  the senior side for the first time since  his arrival from Swansea.  The interest in the town as to whether Dean would play was immense, and there was great relief he it became known that he would lead Everton. Hart went to left-half, and Griffiths made his reappearance in the side at centre half back.
A SAVING BANK
The River Eden, which runs alongside the ground, was full to overflowing, but the Carlisle Club had built up a bank just behind the goal, which made today’s game possible.  Carlisle bemoaned the fact that they were without their regular keeper, Prout, but in Little they had a worthy substitute, and were not unduly troubled about their side.  The Mayor and Mayoress of Carlisle and the Mayor of Workington graced the proceedings.  There were about 200 Everton supporters present, and Carlisle was well represented.  In fact, it was the biggest soccer gate in the history of the club.  When the players took the field they left deep footmarks whenever they went.  The ball would not run an inch on the turf. 
O'DONNELL TACKLES. 
Carlisle won the toss, and took the wind and whatever sunshine there might be. The first item of note was a kick by Coulthard, which let in Dunn, who tried to send Dean through, but the latter was just offside. Carlisle brought cheers when McConnell was just about to take up a ball that was lobbed up to him, but O'Donnell stepped in to stop him. O'Donnell was responsible another great tackle, and then Hart gave away a corner to stop a dangerous- looking movement on the Carlisle right flank.  The kick was speedily cleared, and a free kick Carlisle came upward and onward, and O'Donnell had to make yet another save with the assistance of Williams, who was particularly good with his head. Stein got himself offside. Carlisle thus early proved themselves a lively side, grim in tackling, and go-ahead. Their right wing was confident, and O'Donnell had much hard work to get through.
DEAN CALLED UP. 
He was beaten by McConnell,  who fed  Cape—an Everton fancy—but the latter’s  centre was taken up by O'Donnell, who  cleverly kept the ball in play, and Dean  was called up for a foul, which led Carlisle  to the Everton goal area, where, however, nothing was accomplished.  Hart made an exceptionally fine pass to Stein, who planted a ball so that Dean could make one of his famous headers, but the goalkeeper was there first and made a save. Everton were now pressing hard, but the sticky bit of turf right in front of the goalmouth made things difficult for the Everton inside forwards. Critchley was faulty with two centres, but from free kick he made a shot which Little punched away, McLaughlin heading over for a corner. Griffiths, Stein, and Dean partook in a round of passing which saw Dean clean through the defence, and we were all led to expect a goal, for the full backs had faltered and Dean had only little in front of him. He went in as close as he dared and then shot, but instead of the ball carrying its usual power it went outside the woodwork.  Dean appeared to dig too deep and got turf as well as the ball. It was a sad miss, and Dean was sorry as anyone that he had made such a miss.  Carlisle, having been hemmed in their own half for some time, broke away, and Robson had to be very sure in his tackle, for Watson was right on top of him. Everton were just a wee bit inclined to overdo the dainty stuff which did not pay.
PIGG GOES OFF. 
Critchley paid for his folly when he delayed his centre, for McLaughlan was on him like a flash, and conceded a foul rather than a goal. Pigg left the field as Rigby had an effort carried out, and later Little fielded another header.  McConnell was well watched by Griffiths, but Hutchinson and Cape were working well together, and it was from this quarter that most of Everton’s danger came.
TWO FOR CRITCHLEY. 
However, at the end of twenty-five minutes Critchley scored for Everton.  The goal was debated, for Dean had run the ball close to the goal-line before he whipped it back so that the outside-right could take a shot, which struck Dunn’s leg before it went into the net.  Several Carlisle players questioned the referee, but he would not listen to them.  The United went close, when Holland lifted a ball over the bar. Then earns a second goal from Everton. Dean sent Stein away, and when the winger centred right across the field Critchley closed in, and drove a fierce shot over the goalkeeper’s head.  Two goals in fine minutes was hectic enough, but before a minute had elapsed McConnell rubbed one of the Everton’s goals off the slate. 
McCONNELL REPLIES. 
There was some by-play on the Carlisle left, and Williams erred so that Watson was able to slip one over to McConnell, who stepped close in: drew out Davies, and shot. The keeper touched the ball, but not sufficiently to, turns it right away from his goal, the ball creeping just inside the post.  Snow fell in spasms, and this must have been troublesome for it blew into the players' faces. O'Donnell and McLaughlan, the two left backs, were playing strong football with never a foot wrong, while their kicking was of excellent quality.  The referee gave a curious offside decision. Critchley had to have his, wrist bandaged. Griffiths made a kick, but McConnell was not quick enough to take advantage of the slip. 
DEAN NODS A TIIIRD. 
The only shot that Davies had was the one to score, for when Holland shot he struck the side netting. Carlisle were putting up a sterling fight, and for some minutes they harassed the Everson defence without troubling Davies.  With one minute to go Stein crossed a ball that Dean nodded past Little in his customary cool and confident manner. It was one of fits fastest-made goals that I have seen for some time, for play had been in Everton's territory Just beforehand.  Half-time; Carlisle United 1, Everton 3.
EVERTON WIN
CARLISLE BEATED AFTER GALLANT DUEL
CRITCHLEY AND DEAN
EACH SCORE TWO GOALS ON STICKY GROUND
While, on the balance of play, Everton  were hardly worth their  two goal  lead, when it was taken into consideration that Davies was the easiest worked  man on the field,  you can tell ins second  the poverty of the United's shooting  when they had worked out positions  for themselves.  It was Everton’s speedy methods when they saw an opening that told its tale. 
A DEAN PENALTY. 
Carlisle had to do some reshuffling.  Pigg want outside left, Holland left-half, and Watson inside left.  Griffiths gave away a corner that caused trouble, and when Dean swept this ball over to Stein the latter shot so hard against Miller that the Carlisle man dropped like a log, and had to be taken off the field for a few minutes.  Everton went further ahead through the agency of a penalty goal taken by Dean it was a palpable case of handling by Coulthard, no debating this decision.
WATSON GETS THROUGH. 
At the hour Carlisle scored their second goal. McConnell had made a shot and Davies turned it aside to Watson.  Robson was close at hand, but Davies ran out and challenged Watson, who, however, lifted the ball over everybody’s head and into the net.   I could not justification for Davies leaving his goal, and if he had stayed at home he would have had no difficulty in stopping Watson’s shot.  Stein twice crossed the ball across the goalmouth, but, as there was no one up, his work went for nought.  Little, the goalkeeper, was responsible for a grand save when Rigby shot from just outside the penalty area.  Little dived and edged the ball for a corner.  Cape was responsible for some good work and finished with a low centre that was just a trifle too high for a Carlisle man to nod into the net. Cape came a second time, and when Watson tried a shot he put little power behind it. Even so Davies slipped as he was about to move for it. The ball’s slow pace, however, enabled him to get up and clear.  Final: — Carlisle United 2, Everton 4. 

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 11 January 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

• L. McPherson, the new Everton half, doubtless caused wonderment that a man thrust into playing in a local Derby and before a 50,000 crowd for the first time should show such extreme coolness.
• He is ideally built for the game, and on first appearances recalled the stately Crabtree, of Villa renown.
• How he will fare in the hurly-burly of the game, and with a club fighting against relegation should prove interesting indeed. 
• One of Everton’s weaknesses to date seems to have been a lack of finishing power. 
• They have won but five matches this season and crossing over with a goal or more lead on nine occasions.
• As Everton only won one of their closing ten fixtures last season their record for ten months past reads but six wins in 35 League engagements; truly a long remove from the Everton best known –r known best- to us.
• There is thus a big testing period directly ahead, and it is to be hoped today’s match at Carlisle has produced a definite (and that a winning) result
• Martin missed his first match of the season on Saturday, leaving Davies and O’Donnell the only surviving ever-present.
• And what a whole-hogger in the last-named!
• His return to the training field last week after being put in splints, following his serious injury at Bolton a fortnight earlier, recalled in mild measure the sensation created when Sammy Chedgzoy vanished from the Bolton hospital soon after fracturing a limb at Burden Park.
• A regular Jack-in-the-box is “O.D” if ever there was one.
• Dean’s two goals on Saturday bring his total to the “8” mark against Liverpool in local Derby fights, or one goal behind the record-holder “Sandy” Young, with nine.

A TOUGH FIGHT FOR EVERTON
Athletic News - Monday 13 January 1930
Everton 4 Carlisle United 2
By Icarus
Carlisle United, in their days, have made many glorious exits from the Cup.  On occasions, too, they have proved themselves giants killers.  They have now gone out again, but never, possibly, with such great honour and glory.  After all Carlisle are a Third Division team, almost in their babyhood in League football, while Everton’s tradition and status is such that no doubt could exist as to the magnitude of the task United were faced with. Yet Carlisle once again almost proved themselves a team of Davids. Luck plays an important part in Cup football, and it must be admitted that such elements of it as there were in this great fight—the greatest Cumberland has ever known—ran in Everton's favour. Carlisle were most unfortunate in the matter of injuries, and during the encounter Pigg, McLaughlan, Coulthard, Cape, and Miller all had to receive attention. Pigg’s the most serious injury, and it was while he was off the field that Everton obtained their first two goals. This injury, too, necessitated a subsequent reorganization of the Carlisle attack, Pigg going on the wing with Holland wing half, and Watson inside left.
LUCKY ESCAPES
Yet Carlisle had a full share of the game from the territorial point of view, and Everton’s goal had many lucky escapes in the second half, when Carlisle showed that fine never-say-die spirit which one is forced to admire. The fact that Carlisle, scored twice and would have scored more had their finishing been a shade better, and that one Everton's goals came from penalty for an unlucky handling offence early shows that Everton by no means had matters all their own way.  Yet it was their science that told. Man for man Carlisle were every bit as good as their opponents, but Everton were more a team and played with that greater understanding so essential in such a grim fight. The ground was waterlogged, and water rising from surrounding floods looked threatening. There were frequent blinding snowstorms. It is difficult to imagine a tie played under more trying conditions, and both sides adapted themselves well. Everton were the less impetuous at the start. They soon found, however, that Carlisle were a force to be reckoned with, and Cup-fighting qualities began to show in their play. They began to mix bustle with their science, and Pigg got the worse of a tackle and had to go off.
DEAN’S GOALS.
Dean took the running and centred from the left for Critchley to score with a hard ground shot during a scramble. A minute later another centre from the left led to Critchley scoring a second and similar goal. , Carlisle made a prompt reply. Williams let a centre from Wilson pass between his legs McConnell was on the ball in a flash and made for goal at rare speed. Davies came out to meet him, but the Carlisle leader put past him into the goal. It was just on the interval that DEAN, with a typical header, scored to give Everton a somewhat flattering load. Early in the second half Dean scored from a penalty. In this he was a trifle lucky, for Little, who played a great, game as Prout's deputy, got his foot to the ball and almost diverted it.  A brilliant goal by Watson just afterwards inspired Carlisle to fight on. Davies was well beaten by a free kick by Frew, but Williams headed over from the goalline.  Everton’s goal escaped time and again, but Carlisle, unable to score again, went down fighting gamely.  Carlisle United;- Little; Coulthard, McLaughlan; Miller, Frew, Pigg; Cape, Hutchinson, McConnell, Holland, and Watson.  Everton; Davies; Williams, O’Donnell; Robson, Griffths, Hart; Critchley, Dunn, Dean, Rigby, and Stein.  Referee; R. Bowie, Newcastle-on-Tyne. 

CARLISLE UNITED 2 EVERTON 4 (Fa Cup Game 125)
January 13 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury
EVERTON IN FOURTH ROUND.
O'DONNELL STANDS OUT AT CARLISE.
By “Stork.”
Carlisle, put up a brave fight against Everton at Brunton Park, and Everton's victory was not quite so easily accomplished, as the score would suggest. Everton were undoubtedly the better side their manner of framing an attack being greatly superior to that of their rivals, and when they launched their first attack, I gained the impression that they would run up a big score, for they made their opening goals with an ease that was somewhat startling. They should have had a goal before Critchley got his first point, for Dean was clean through the defence with ball at toe, and Little, reserve goalkeeper, the only man left to thwart him, but Dean tamely shot outside. The explanation of his miss can readily be understood by those who were present, for the ground was in a terrible conditions. At one period overnight there was a grave doubt about the match being played, for there was flood water running up to the banking behind the river-end goal. When the players went on to the ground they left deep footmarks, and it was soon churned up.
CLOSE PASSING.
The ball could only be propelled by a hugh kick. It was the ball's failure to run on a bit which prevented Dean scoring that early goal. Everton's play was not satisfying though good enough for this occasion, but expert footballers can be brought to an ordinary level by bad ground conditions, and that is just what happened at Carlisle. For a time they tried the close passing game, which could never pay, and Carlisle struck the right line when they elected to punch the ball about and they showed great liveliness that suggested a grim struggle, but Everton's superior tactics and swift blows at goal prevailed and at the interval Everton led 3-1, Critchley scoring the opening two and Dean nodding the third after he had made the opening by a superb pass to Stein, who returned the ball.
Critchley's second goal was a gem, for he left out at Stein's cross before it touched the ground, and the ball flew into the net. There was a debate over his first goal, for several Carlisle players contended that Dean had carried the ball over the goalline before he switched it into Critchley. Then came Davies only shot of the half, and it beat him, but he was not to blame. He might have thrown himself at McConnel's feet and suffered an injury, for he was a lonely sentinel when McConnell got the ball from the left wing. Davies came out some yards and actually connected with McConnell's shot, but had not sufficient finer-power to turn it out of goal, the ball creeping inside his left hand post.
O'DONNELL STANDS OUT.
Carlisle's right wing had displayed good methods. Cape, who had been angled after by Everton, and Hutchinson had a grand understanding, but McConnell found O'Donnell one too many for him. The Everton man, was great. At times he gave one the impression that he would be too late, with his clearance, but he knews his own power, while his timing of the ball was an object lesson. McConnell could make nothing of him; in fact the crack scorer had a poor match, despite his goal, and Carlisle's best forwards were Hutchinson and cape. When Dean scored with a penalty for hands against Couthard, the match looked as over, but Carlisle fought back with a will, despite disorganisations through an injury to Pigg, and Watson scored through error on the part of Davies.
CARLISLE FINISH WELL.
Carlisle were still in the fight, and but for O'Donnell, who headed out after Davies had failed and when Watson shot and found Davies slipping up goals would have accrued, but Watson had failed to hit the ball hard enough and Davies was able to spring back to clear. For the remainder of the game Carlisle put in all they knew. Little, their reserve keeper, was a big success, while none played better than McLoughlin, the left-back, who was fast and sure. It would not be fair to individualize over this match which was spoiled through the ground and spasmodic snowfalls. Everton won because they took their chances and were more methodical, and were better controllers of the ball, but that is not to say that there were no weaknesses in the side. Griffiths was not up to his last season standard, and Hart found the going against him. Dean gave his wings every opportunity, and Stein and Critchley did well. Williams, the new back, opened up well, tackling stoutly and heading accurately, but the man of the match was unquestionably O'Donnell. Attendance, 15,700; receipts £1,044. The latter is a record for the ground. Teams; - Carlisle; - Little, goal, Coultard and McLoughlin, backs, Miller, Frew and Pigg, half-backs, Hutchinson, McConell, Holland, and Watson forwards. Everton; - Davies, goal, Williams and O'Donnell, backs, Robson, Griffiths and Hart (captain), half-backs, Critchley, Dunn, Dean, Rigby, and Stein, forwards.

O’DONNELL’S GREAT DAY
Liverpool Echo - Monday 13 January 1930
By Stork
Everton have provided as many Cup surprises in the past that there were many who thought that they might give us another at Carlisle; but from the first goal this idea was swept out of the minds of those few Liverpool people who made the long journey North. It was not that Critchley's goal took the heart out of Carlisle, but just the easy manner in which the goal was obtained which gave us a confident feeling.  The good-looking ground did not maintain its good appearance for long; and when the players walked on to the field they left heavy footmarks in their wake, which told under what difficulties this game would be played. On Friday night there was a doubt about the match being started, for the bank of the river Eden had overflowed to such an extent that long stretches of meadow land were under water, and this "tidal wave” came right up to the foot of the banking behind the river goal end. Carlisle had only built up this banking last year.  What a blessing that they foresaw the need of it, apart from its aid as a view-point.  To play good football on such a turf was well-nigh out of the question.  Finesse had to give way to plugging method, for the ball would not run an inch once it touched the ground, and to propel it further a mighty kick was necessary.  Everton's game was thus affected, yet they were the superior craftsmen, and much more confident when in front of goal. McConnell and his colleagues could, and did, dig into the Everton defenders, but Davies's only shot in the first half was the one which beat him. As against that, Little had much more work to perform; but it was Carlisle who showed Everton the best methods to employ in the first quarter of an hour, when the Liverpool team tried the close-passing game, which would have got them nowhere.
DEAN'S STRONG WORK. 
They soon saw the folly of their ways, and decided to open out their game, and the result was two quick goals by Critchley, who wisely closed in when play was on the opposite wing, and hit two strong shots into the net. Critchley can shoot with such power that it has been a source of astonishment to me why he has not seen the wisdom of this move long before now. Wing play should have been made an order, for Stein and Critchley had the best stretches of land to work on, the middle-piece being nothing more nor less than a glue-pot.  Dean, who kept his wings going throughout, missed a goal through the mud. He expected to find the ball run on a yard when he had cleared the back, so that he could swing his foot back and so smash the netting, but he found the ball clinging to his toe-cap, and did not get the full-blooded drive expected; in fact, he dug into the mud at the same time, and the ball went outside. He made up for that miss with a perfect header, and also scored a penalty goal when several others had refused the offer of the spot kick. Dean drove the ball hard, but Little stuck out his foot, and the ball went swirling into the top of the net. There was a debate about Critchley’s first goal, the Carlisle players' contention being that Dean had carried the ball over the goal-line before he put it back to Critchley. It is no good debating the matter now, for the referee said it was a genuine goal.  McConnell, who is expected to do the bulk of Carlisle's shooting, had a poor day. His goal was half saved by Davies, but it was O'Donnell who kept him in hand. “O.D." was a joy to watch. At times he appeared to leave his clearance a bit too late, but he knew  just what he could do, and time and  again he swept the ball off an opponent's  toe; daring tactics these but not so  daring with O'Donnell playing as he  was. O'Donnell has never played better, and the wing up against him was not easy meat, for Hutchinson and Cape were Carlisle's strong attacking point. Cape is fancied by Everton,  and I have no doubt that he will join the  Goodison staff if he can be coaxed into  leaving Carlisle, which, at the moment,  he will not do, for several other clubs  have sounded him on the matter.  Davies was at fault when Watson obtained his goal, for it was madness to run out after he had swept Cape's cross to Watson's feet, for he could not possibly get to the ball before the forward. He was beaten again by the captain, Frew, but O'Donnell, standing under the bar, saved his bacon by beading the ball over. 
LET'S DO THAT BREAKAWAY' 
Everton's victory was complete, but it was not impressive. There were weaknesses.  Griffiths was moderate, Davies was not confident, and Hart and Dunn found the mud against their particular type of game. I am pleased to say that Dean’s ankle stood the strain, and strain it must have been with mud coming over the boot tops. Dean's very presence in the team permeated the side with confidence, and he gave some delicious passes to Stein and Critchley, who both played well. Critchley was up against a good back in McLoughlan, who was not only fast, but kicked and tackled with judgment. He was one of Carlisle's best men, although Little, the reserve goalkeeper, was an able deputy for Prout .  He made many bonny saves, one from Rigby being nothing short of brilliant.  Rigby was a strong player. He could beat a man through sheer strength of leg, and then give Stein " the breakaway” sort of pals. Robson worked like a terrier, and Williams, the new man from Swansea, made a good impression, especially in the first half when he showed spirit in his tackling, direction in his heading, and use of the ball at all times, but the man of the day was O’Donnell. 

DRASTIC EVERTON
Derby Daily Telegraph - Wednesday 15 January 1930
Everton have dropped Davies, their goalkeeper, and brought Sagar for the game against Derby. This is the first time Davies has been superseded, and it is Sagar's first League match. Owing to injuries and ground conditions the team will not be selected until later in the week. Cresswell cannot play for a week or two, but may turn out against Blackburn the Cup-tie. The team will be chosen from the following 13: Sagar, Wins and O'Donnell, Robson, Griffiths, Hart, and MacPherson, Fitchley, Dunn, Dean, Rigby, Stein, and Martin.

EVERTON’S DRASTIC CHANGE
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 15 January 1930
Everton have not definitely decided upon their team to meet Derby County at Goodison Park, on Saturday, owing to the heavy nature of the ground and one or two minor injuries.  The team will be selected later in the week from the following;- Sagar, Cresswell, O’Donnell, Robson, Hart, Griffiths, McPherson, Critchley, Dunn, Martin, Rigby, and Stein.  After the match the team will return to Norbrock Hydre, Blackpool. 

SAGAR DEBUT
January 16 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury
Everton meet Derby County at Goodison Park, on Saturday, it is important to note that Ted Sager apparently is to keep goal in place of Davies. This will be his first turn for the senior side and as he has accomplished some good work in the centre league it is, expected that the test will not be too much for him. Sager joined Everton at the back end of last term and as he showed great promise during his trails he was signed as a professional in March. He had the reputation of being the best young goalkeeper in Yorkshire, when playing with Thorne Colliery from which Everton secured him. At twenty years-of-age Sager is afforded a great opportunity of distinguishing himself. He stands 5ft 10ins and weights 11 st 4lbs.
There has already been a remarkable rush for the cup-tie tickets at Ewood Park where Blackburn Rovers meet Everton in one of the two Lancashire clashes. Everton will be allotted 1700 tickets and the remaining 5,000 will be sold at five four and three shillings each, shareholders being entitled to one ticket.

EVERTON “A”
Liverpool Echo - Thursday 16 January 1930
Bee’s Notes
Everton “A” (v. Shell Mex, at Ellesmere Port, 2.45).- Calvert; Johnson, Leyland; Bryan, Hayhock, Wight; Liggins, Chedgzoy, Dykes, Webster, Lewis. 

THE LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 17 January 1930
A NEW SERIES
No.2- FOLLY LANE; WHO WAS HANNAH BRADE?
By Michael O’Mahony.
Liverpool, while high-minded enough to disdain taking lessons from any other town of her time, must confess to a fondness for imitating London in the naming of some of her streets.  Misnomers most of them.  Just look at Drury-lane or Covent Gardens, or the place we call the Temple; and if one glance doesn’t shatter your sense of equity, mount the hurricane deck of a Wavertree car, and look down on the purlieus o Paddington.  Islington, before it assumed the name of the now dull London district which was once called “merry” was known as Folly-lane, and, winding upwards from Shaw’s Brow, and between spreading hedges, to West Derby, was a popular country walk.  Folly Gardens, from which it derived its name, stood on the site of the now derelict churchyard at the head of Hunter-street, and the leafy green alleys which led to it began at what is now the corner of Mill-lane.  The gardens were for many years the resort of the best people in the town, who forgathered in its fragrant arbours on summer evenings.  The place was so called from a tower which Gibson, the proprietor, built inside the gates, and which, while considered a foolish erection, afforded a view not easily obtained in Liverpool today.  From its “gazebo,” eight storeys high, could be seen both Beeston and Halton Castle; the Dee, shinning like a winding thread of silver under the pansy purple range of Welsh mountains; while the prospect out to sea was magnificent.  The closing of the Gardens, about 1785, caused great regret, which was no way softened when Mr. Phillip Christian, who purchased the place, pulled down the tower, and from the materials built himself a fine house at the corner of the new street, to which he gave his name. 
FROM FAIR TO SATURNALIA
Though they disappeared, the name of the Gardens was perpetuated in Folly Fair, which was annually held at Easter and Whitsuntide on the triangular piece of ground on which now stands the Wellington Monument.  From what was at first an orderly assembly, the fair degenerated into a saturnalia of frightful disorder, and was put down by the magistrates in 1819, the space being walled in with gates at the ends and sides, and approached by a flight of steps from the west.   The place was opened as Islington Market.  There was a fine well of water in the middle, around which were arranged the farmers’ stalls and tables, the shops being arranged round the walls; but Islington Market was too near St. John’s to be a success.  Sellers and buyers did not take kindly to it.  It was closed up for some years as useless, and in 1856 swept away altogether.  For a well-known highway Folly-lane developed slowly.  Old Stonehouse, writing in 1863 and in his ninetieth year, says;-
Folly-lane, now Islington, was in my childhood a narrow country path with trees on either side.  Where Norton-street stands there used to be a farmhouse, by which ran down the Moss Lake stream.  Close to was a blacksmith’s shop, the machinery of whose bellows was turned by the brock running just behind a mill.  Many and many a fish have I caught in the mill dam, and when it overflowed the fields and was frozen many a time did I and other boys slide on it.  At the top of Shaw’s-brow stood the Folly Tea Gardens, a pretty place.  You entered a green wooden door and along a leafy path to the tavern under the trees.  There was a pretty gardener’s cottage where the Friends’ Institute now stands.  I remember my mother one Sunday morning buying me a lot of juicy apples for a penny which were not out on a table at the gate.  When the Friends Institute was building I heard that an old cottage was discovered which had been hidden from view for many years.  I went to see it.  The sight of it brought tears to my eyes, for I remembered the place like an old friend, and of my good, kind mother and her loving ways.” 
A ROSCOE RETREAT
Higher up the lane was a very pleasant enclosure, having three large mansions embowered in trees and approached by avenues leading from lodge gates opening on the highway.  In one of them dwelt William Roscoe before he removed to Allerton Hall, and in that house called Birchfield much of his best work was done.  The locality of the once sheltered retreat is now marked by Birchfield-street and Bidder-street.  The change of name from Folly-lane to Islington was gradual.  The last term, first heard of when Islington-terrace was built in 1784, was given to the thoroughfare as far as Moss-street by 1814, what was left of Folly-lane “carrying on” as far as Gregson’s Well for some years afterwards.  Down to our own day Islington-terrace was an imposing row of fine dwelling-houses, but deprived of its graceful railings and tately flights of steps its builders might not recognize the property to-day!  Under one high roof at least has an artistic tradition been triumphantly maintained.  The house at the west-end was for years the home of a musical family, as hospitable as they were grifted, and whose drawing-room was an open salon to various confreres in the town devoted to the divine art.  Old English music was a specialty of the fine assemblies that regularly met there, and night after night as the high candelabra shed light through the long, open windows it was the custom for crowds to gather on the railed parapets below to listen in rapt delight to the songs which still remain for our comfort despite dread modern invasions into the kingdom of music.  Here I say gratefully and on this very spot has tradition been faithfully maintained by a Liverpool family whose artistic enterprise is as the microcosm of a prerogative city. 
THE NOTES OF HISTORY
Night by night, where once softly gleamed the candles, there flashes forth on this historic house an oriflamme of light proclaiming the power of music; while the day by day, year in year out, history repeats itself in that under Rushworth’s roof foregather hushed multitudes to listen to the records of music from two hemispheres! As it is not the world but the people in it who make history, it is not thoroughfares but the houses on them which mainly tell the tale, and many a quaint story might be retold if those old house in Islington could speak.  Of one of the old mansions round Islington-square, which looks to-day as I lost in reminiscent mood when not listening in laudable patience to the wild grammar of the doctrinaires of the lamp-post outside its porch, the following story is told; it is true in every particular.  A widowed lady, who with her son and daughter lived in Islington-square, was in want of a maidservant; a young woman applied for the post and obtained it.  She went to her situation in shabby attire, and with an evident desire to detract from her beautiful features by a dowdy mode of dressing her hair.  During the two years she remained in the house she exhibited a grave, humble and reserved manner, was always timid and uneasy previous to the advent of strangers, and only conquered her emotion on being acquainted with their appearance. 
BURGLARS PUT TO FLIGHT
She fulfilled the duties of housemaid in the most scrupulous manner, and on one occasion when left alone in the house showed splendid courage when it was attacked by burglars putting two powerful ruffians to flight.  During the time she lived in the house she accidently revealed a considerable knowledge of medicine, and watched with fearful risk to herself a case of disfiguring and contagious disease.  On unlooked-for occasions she proved herself to be well versed in more than one foreign language, was highly skilled in drawing, and was altogether a person superior in intellect to most young women of her time.  Once, as the family, who had been from home, approached the house they listened in amazement to a sonata of Beethoven exquisitely played on the piano by the housemaid, but it never occurred again.  She disappeared as mysteriously as she came, and nothing was heard of her for two months, when a packet reached the house from Hannah Brade-the name she was known by- containing costly presents for each member of the family, but no other sign was ever given afterwards.  This occurred ninety-eight years ago, and even yet around a few old Liverpool firesides there lingers echoes of the question.  “Who was Hannah Brade? 

EVERTON BRING IN THEIR NEW GOALKEEPER AND HALF-BACK
Liverpool Echo - Friday 17 January 1930
DERBY’S DELIGHTFUL YOUNG MEN
Bee's Notes
Everton v. Derby County is the home-tie to-morrow. It is more than usually  appealing, and it may be appalling if  the result goes the wrong way, for this  is the time for all good Evertonians to  realise that the club is virtually at the  foot of the League, and If the rise does  not date from win at Carlisle, then  the position may be hopeless I think  the club players have suffered in recent  times through a collection of circumstances, and having found the winning  vein at Carlisle they will have a good  conceit of themselves and go on to win.  I cannot reconcile the way they all played at Grimsby with the way they have played since. That day's form was good enough for anything.  Today they make a change—perhaps unwisely at this stage, for the team bad been welded by a draw in a fine Derby game and an away.  Home has not been home to Everton players for a full year or so. It is of no avail to point to the number of home games the club has still to engage in and say “Ah, these will make us good for the First Division again." Everton have not been in the habit of winning their home games.  Just think that over when arguing about the fixture list.
ARISE. 
There is no gainsaying the fact that the public are sure to be there to see the new Everton, to see the McPherson half back, to see Sagar in goal—he has been doing uncommonly well in the reserve side—and as Derby are just the sort of testy youngsters, with Bedford a crack-a-jack centre forward, we should see goals and get great football. There is not a club in the country wants to  see Everton go down, for this would  mean Ioss of revenue, but it is up to the  Everton players revive our hopes and  their drooping position by a rousing  game against Jobey 's smart men. The necessity for persistent endeavour and effort is such that it is necessary to point out that Everton, against a sharp-moving side like Derby, with Stephenson as a guide line and key man, and Bedford as a crack shot, must make every post a winning post, and go through with their lead when it is obtained, it is not wise to sit upon a slender lead against Derby. The Midland  side has trained many points for  sharp, go-ahead football, but I think  their half-backs, will be beaten by the  Everton forwards if the latter lines goes through by an upward method instead of a fine arts channel.  The need in their muddy circumstances is plain.  There must be practical football, with an eye to first-rate shooting from rational angles, and pushful combination that allows no intervener to cut and catch the ball as it drops in the heavy turf. 
ARRANGEMENT. 
Do not think I am arranging the match before it starts. There is the other side to consider. I am simply putting on record a belief that is in me regarding a side that should be higher, and with a mighty effort from crowd and players, can begin afresh the work of winning safety valves. The selection of the team is not yet. It may be that Cresswell will not be able to play; if not, then the crowd will have their first home view of Williams, a tough beak, from Swansea—though they saw him in Central League fare. He is beautifully built, and I saw him do big work for Wales against England in a match that brought much work to the two stout hearts, Lumberg and Williams. In any case the re-appearance of Lachlan McPherson is going to be a bid draw. He is a bit of a fireside puzzle to those who do not know his style. He must be allowed to play his own game, and the spectator could do nothing worse thee advise him what he shall do in the matter of tactics, &c. Let him play his own game; Ernie Edwards, of Swansea tells me that the game is an ideal one and a matter of greet pleasure to the public eye. So there; there are two of us to content with now!  The kick-off is at 2.45 p.m.  Everton v (Derby County); Sagar; Cresswell or Williams, O’Donnell; Robson, Hart or Griffiths, McPherson, Critchley, Dunn, or Martin, Rigby, Stein, Dean. 

FOOTBALL CLUBS SHOULD HAVE DISTINCTION COLOURS
January 18 th 1930. Evening Express
HUNTER HART SAYS LEAGUE OUGHT TO INSIST.
MISTAKES BOUND TO ARISE WHEN KIT CHANGE IS NECESSARY
OLDEST CLUBS TO HAVE PREFERENCE OF CHOICE
By Hunter Hart, Everton's captain.
“Owing to the clashing of will find there colours Blank United wore White jerseys.” How many times during a football season do we read matter of this character? I do not think a week goes by without the situation of the clashing of colours arising, and it is high time the authorities insisted on each club in the Football League registering different colours so that there will be no need for any team to change. At present the club which has worn the colours longest has the right to play in them, and this is just, but I do blame the younger clubs for selecting such common attire. Officials of clubs should realise that if the players are called upon to wear different garb time after time it must affect their play to a certain degree. It is not much I know, but at the opening of any match men are liable to mistake their opponents for colleagues say, for instance, Bolton Wanderers were playing Derby County and the County men had to wear different colours. It is probable that some of the Derby men would find themselves feeding the opposition instead of their own players until they became used to the altered conditions.
HOW MISTAKES HAPPEN.
In a strenuous League encounter players have no time to look round to spot faces, and we have to rely chiefly on colours when making a transfer, but with this continual chopping and changing mistakes are bound to arise. This season up to the present Everton have had to change their colours in no fewer than seven engagements out of 26, but there must be other sides who have rung the change oftener. Even in the Carlise cup-tie, we had to wear White, while Carlisle turned out in Maroon because we both usually wear blue. Surely it would be a simple matter to bring out a rule that clubs should register distinctive colours so that every one would know that there would be no need for changes. People might suggest that there are not sufficient combinations of colours to go round, but if they will stop and consider what is done in horse racing, they will find there is a surprise. There are many more owners of racehorses than there are football clubs in the Football League, and yet every owner has to register different colours. If racing can do this, why cannot football. There was a suggestion sometime ago that there should only be two colours for League clubs –that the home side should always wear, say; White and the visiting side Blue. Even this is better than the clashing we have at present, but it would rob the game of some of the interest from a spectators point of view. Every club follower delights to think of the “red and Whites” of the “reds” and were all clubs to wear the same attire this personal touch would be lost.
SIXTEEN BLUES.
I have analyzed their registered colours of the club in the Football League, and find the blues lead the way with 16. Next in order comes red with 14, blue and white, 12, white, 11, red and white, 9, black and white 8, claret and blue, 6, amble and black 4; and other distinctive combinations make up the 88. It is true that some of those I have placed among the blues have distinctive facings like Everton, Birmingham, Southend, and others, but still there would have to be changes. It is the same with the blues and whites. In this section I have placed Blackburn Rovers and Oldham Athletic, who, as most know, have the colours in an original style. Yet many clubs wearing blue have to change when opposing these teams. There are eight clubs who stand alone in the matter of original colours and, I, for one, take off my hat to them. They are Plymouth Argyle (green and black) Merthy Town (red and green), Blackpool (tangerine with black facings), Bradford City (claret and amber), Norwich City (yellow and green), Halifax (gold with blue facings), Wolverhampton Wanderers (old gold and black cheyrons) and Bradford (red, amber and black).
DISTINCT DESIGNS.
Some clubs after their colours voluntarily for some matches; in fact, I have seen Bradford play in green and white hoops, and Merthyr occasionally appearing white, but both these clubs are distinct from any other. The hoop design could be developed considerably, especially in the First Division. Not one club in this section wears hoops. In the Third Division (Southern section) there is only Queen's Park Rangers following this “vogue” in blue and white. In the limited space it is impossible for me to enumerate the hundred and one various colour scheme, but a little thought on the part of club officials will certainly bring something original and different. Might I suggest that clubs peruse the colours of the various Army regiments. Here again, there is plenty of variety with no clashing. By the way, it seems strange that no club has chosen all back. Surely this would be distinctive. Swansea Town wear all white, but why no club with all black? League clubs have been shown the way to brighter football attire by Everton this season. Everyone admires the white facings to our blue jerseys and the blue stripe down the knickers –it is new, novel, and original. Let other clubs follow Everton's example.

EVERTON'S BID FOR UPWARD MOVE.
January 18th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury.
Piquant interest attains to Everton's game with Derby County. The Goodison club have a trying time in front of them, with “every game a cup-tie” for them safely is the goal, the position being brought about by lack of success in the earlier part of the campaign, and it is essential that they should win today. Derby County are third in the list, so that the clubs, will be fighting for totally opposite objects. It is a point to remember that Derby county's away record is no better than that of Everton, but it is probably unique in the Walton club's history that at this advanced stage of the journey, only two victories at home have been achieved. I thrust that, beginning today, they will quickly alter these depressing figures. A capital match is assured, and all that is best in the game should be brought out. Derby County have a strong side out, including Stephenson, who missed International honours earlier in the season, owing to injuries. Sager will appear in the home goal for the first time in a League match and Williams, Griffiths, and Dunne are down as reserves in case they are needed. The kick off is at 2-45, and the teams are; - Everton; Sagar, Cresswell, O'Donnell; Robson, Hart, McPherson; Critchley, Martin, Dean, Rigsby, Stein. Derby County; Wilkes; Carr, Collins; Wilnytre, Barker, Malloch; Crooks, Barclay, Bedford, Stephesonh, Mee.

EVERTON UP
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 18 January 1930
CRITCHLEY CLOSES IN FOR A GOAL AT GOODISON
PETTY FORWARD WORK
DERBY KEEPER KEPT ON TENTERHOOK
By Stork
Everton; Sagar; Williams, O’Donnell; Robson, Hart, McPherson; Critchley, Martin, Dean, Rigby, Stein.  Derby County; Wilkes; Cape, Colin; McInnes, Barker, Malloch, Crooks, Barclay, Bedford, Stephenson, Mee.  Referee; - E. Bowie, of Newcastle.
Unlike the weather of the past few weeks, the afternoon for this attractive match, at Goodison, was ideal.  The ground had been well sanded in the centre-piece to take away some of its gluey effect.  Everton had Williams out for Cresswell and Sagar for Davies in goal.  They had to face the sun, but were first to make a raid of any note, and Dean went close with a shot, and later with a header, which just went over the bar.  I hear that Virr is likely to be out of the game for some considerable time.  This is a pity, and I hope it is only a rumour.  Deroy made an advance through their right wing, and Crooks made a beautiful centre that went to an Everton man instead of a colleague, and so a real danger was averted.  The ground was in pretty good condition, all things considered and the opening phases of the game were exceedingly fast.  
PASSING PLEASURES. 
Martin, with a deft foot, cleverly kept the ball in play after beating a man, and then made a solo run to the centre, evidently with the intention of getting the ball over to Stein, but a Derby man had defined his object, and cut the idea right out by a swift intervention.  One could get nothing but pleasure from the inter-passing movement by McPherson and Hart, and just as the affair looked like turning up trumps McIntyre committed a foul on “Mac” and a splendid movement came to an end.  The County defence was not too confident at this period.  Carr made two miskicks, and when Wilkes had to handle he did not impress me with the manner of his work.  I like the way Bedford tried a swift shot at the Everton goal, even though his effort travelled outside.  Bedford is one of the quickest shooters I know of, and he gains many goals through this speedy method.
SAGAR'S TRIAL. 
Sagar got his first real work when he was called upon by Barclay.  There was no sting behind the ball; it was more of a semi-centre shot, but it showed Sagar in a good light.  Martin and Stein were working well together, and Dean was ever ready to engage the Derby defenders in a tussle, but he once got himself offside when the ball came through to him.  Rigby flicked the ball through to Dean, which, for once in a while, the Everton centre failed to pick up, and from the clearance Hart was injured for the second time on the same foot.  For some time he kept rubbing his damaged ankle.  Dean was prominent with wing passes, and from one of them Stein sent in a dangerous-looking ball that Wilkes flicked over his crossbar.  So far Everton had enjoyed most of the game, and when a clearance cannoned back in the Derby goalmouth it brought a peck of trouble for Wilkes and his merry men.  Dean was up and doing and was assisted by critchly, Martin, and Rigby, but not one of them could get his foot to the ball to send it into the net.  Wilkes made a half-hearted save from Critchley, but was not made to pay for his weak effort. 
CRITCHLEY’S USUAL
At twenty-two minutes Everton went ahead, and it was Critchley who did the trick.  His closing-in tactics had paid, and his shot was a brilliant one, for it was taken with the side of his foot when any other method might have failed.  Here is the goal from its origination; Stein to Martin, Martin to Critchley- result, ball in the back of the net.  Sagar got his second piece of work from another long lob into the goalmouth, and this brought Everton back into Derby’s quarters.  Martin and Stein collaborated so well that they roused quite a furore round the ground.  Not for the first time I saw faults in the Derby defence, and only the risky mode of kicking away got Wilkes out of a precarious position.  On the whole the Derby attack was well held by the Everton half backs, but it could not be said that Barker, Malloch and McIntyre could stem the Everton forwards, who were in excellent form. 
WILKES UNDER WAY.
If Critchley had elected to shoot instead of offering a pass to his left wing a second goal might have been on the Everton slate.  It was undoubtedly an occasion for a shot.  Derby’s front line could not get moving in combined fashion.  Individually there was a lot of cleverness in it, but combination, which is the success of a front line, was not allowed to materialize.  By comparison Everton’s attack was much better as a line, and Dean sent Stein away in a movement which nearly culminated in a second goal to Critchley.  Wilkes pulling the last named’s shot down from just inside the angle of the woodwork.  The corner kick was headed in by Rigby, so that Wilkes could make a high-class save.  The Derby defence was having its full fling, for Wilkes, Carr, and Collin had much work to get through, and at times they were a trifle lucky to get the ball away, so persistent were the Everton forwards.  Martin tried to head one in, and Dean followed with a shot that cannoned away off Wilkes’ body, the latter having come out of his goal. 
SAGAR SURE
Sagar had two handling cases, but they were not of the direct type.  He was very sure when he dashed out of his goal and collected a ball that Bedford had headed in the Derby defenders kept a watchful eye on Dean, so much so that when Rigby offered him the choicest of passes he found his way barred.  Some said he would have been through this barrier in his best days.  Perhaps he would –perhaps he wouldn’t.  I leave it to you.  To show you to what extent Everton had dominated matters, I have only to tell you that Sagar had to make but four saves during the whole forty-five minutes.  Half-time; Everton 1, Derby County 0. 
FOUR FOR EVERTON
CRITCHLEY, DEAN, AND STEIN SCORE. 
DERBY OUTPLAYED. 
SPLENDID FORWARD WORK IN GOODISON GAME. 
By Stork
In the first half Critchley scored for Everton.  Derby showed great improvement in the second half, but it was Everton who scored the goal.  Dean, of course, will be credited with the point, but an reality it was Stein who was the big man in the movement. 
DEAN AND STEIN.
When be (Stein) was about to make a  shot he was about to be tackled, yet  his attempt was not only of an accurate  nature but a fiery one, too, and Wilkes  made a good save, but in doing so he  swept the ball out to the left-hand side  of his goal, and Dean promptly netted  at the fifty-first minute.  Derby were now playing much above their first half form, and they passed  quickly and accurately, and if Barclay  had not been unfortunate to find the  ball run awkwardly for him there was  no doubt that he would have given  trouble, if he had not beaten, Sager.  Then again, Bedford delayed his drive and lost a chance. In fact, Bedford had a poor day against the strong Everton defenders, and Williams, the Swansea man, again displayed judgment, confidence, and a clean hit when he was punting clear.  While Derby had the greater portion of attack in this half, their goalkeeper was distinctly fortunate to find a shot from Dean knock up against his legs and come out into play attain. Dean was criticized for his straight drive at the goalkeeper, but it is my belief that he did not expect the ball to come to him, and when it did he took a quick chance.  Sagar showed pluck when he fell at Bedford’s feet, but more to my liking was his catch whom Mee centred across his goalmouth. An error at that point would have been a fearful thing.
DEAN'S SECOND. 
A little later he punched away almost similar circumstances.  Sagar had up to this point undoubtedly justified his inclusion, but it was Everton’s teamwork which had gained the day.  The 75th minute brought Everton a  third goal, Dean being the scorer, but  his task was a light one, for he had  simply to tabs the ball in with his body,  Williams haying just previously edged the  ball over to him from Stein's centre.  Bedford had one fierce drive that crashed against concrete.  Sagar made yet another of his good catches when trouble was brewing around his goalmouth, and Rigby received a minor hurt.
STEIN’S GOAL
Three minutes from the end Everton scored a fourth goal.  Stein followed up a long pass from the right wing, and without a fraction’s delay shot at goal.  Wilkes had little prospect of saving.  He put his leg out, but even this was not sufficient to keep Stein’s hot drive out of the net.  This was Everton’s best victory Everton’s last League win was on December 7, when they beat Grimsby. 
Final; Everton 4, Derby County 0. 

DERBY RES V EVERTON RES
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 18 January 1930 
The clever football played by Everton in the Central League game at Derby, this afternoon, became stereotyped, and was beaten by the keener and more thrustful home side.  The visitors’ full backs fell much below expectation, and Smith (2) and Alderman scored in the first half-hour.  Two minutes after the resumption Robson made it four.  Everton were being outplayed, but revived, and Attwood scored. 

YORSTON AND EVERTON
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 18 January 1930
Colour is lent to the idea that Yorston is not destined to lead the Aberdeen attack for much longer, and that Everton will eventually land the greatest little player in Britain, by the fact that the Aberdeen manager, Mr. Paddy Travers, has been watching Kilgour, the Forfar Athletic leader.  If Yorston goes South, he should be an immediate success.  He is to look at all that a centre-forward should not be-small and light-but for elusiveness there is no will-of-the wisp to outdo Bonny.  He seems able to slip out of the way of the surest of defenders. 

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 18 January 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

• On Saturday’s real sensations was the reappearance of “Roy” Browell in the Blackpool team and his two goals.  For this self-same Browell made his League debut v. Bolton Wanderers (as an outside right) for Hull City as far back as September, 1910.  He was transferred to Everton in 1912 for 1,550. 
• One recalls that at Everton the mighty Foulkes (following a corner to the Blues) forward, Larry Bell, who was picked up for nearly dead! 
• Apropos the reference to old timers like Izzatt &c, in a recent issue, the writer seems to have distinct recollections of Weir and Izatt playing for Bootle, he having in a weak moment put together a “pun-par” at the time, which appeared in print and ran some things as follows;- Holt on; be Heyes-y; Watson my nose, Weir Izatt?” &c, and this had reference to a Bootle team of that “eighty” period.
• Socially Lachlan McPherson, the Blues new half-back, is a cut above the average, and a jolly decent sort.
• Williams is also distinctly a likeable young man. 
• Sagar, the Everton reserve keeper, has put up some rare exhibitions this season.
• Rigby (Everton) figured in First Division football for Bradford City just prior to being transferred to Blackburn.
• The linesman who “flagged” at Everton the other week in the local Derby did so because he considered that Smith in his haste had run a yard or two ahead in anticipation of McPherson’s pass. 
• Everton knocked Blackburn Rovers out of the Cup, 1-0, at Goodison, in the first round in 1898, Williams getting the all-important goal (Williams joined the Blues in 1892). 
• The Blues went on to reach the semi-final that year, beating Stoke 5-1, at home, after a goal-less draw away in the second round.  Scorers; Larry Bell (2), Cameron, Taylor, and Chadwick. 
• Burnley were overcome, 3-1 at Turf Moor, in the third stage.  Scorers’ Taylor (2), and Larry Bell; but Everton lost to Derby in the semi-final, 3-1 at Wolverhampton, Chadwick getting the odd goal as against two by Bloomer and a third from Johnny Goodall.
• Everton may quite easily “do it” on Blackburn Rovers, if they go into the fray in a care-free fashion, as is most likely they will. 

BACK WITH A BANG.
Athletic News - Monday 20 January 1930
Sample of Real Everton.
TWO FOR DEAN.
Everton 4 Derby County 0
By Junius.
A crowd of over 40.000 saw the real Everton on Saturday, and the margin of victory did not even estimate their superiority.  The Everton forwards displayed more confidence than for many a long day.  Dean was not much in the picture, for Barker effectively shadowed him, but there were other forwards with notions of making progress, and they accomplished their purpose well.  They profited, as is only to be expected when two, and sometimes three, were attending to the movements of their colleague.  In addition, the passes from the half-backs were less obvious than in many previous games, while the speedy extreme wing players were afforded every opportunity of displaying their ability.  Not before this season has there been such co-ordination between the front lines, and while Robson showed much cleverness in holding up Mee at critical periods, McPherson displayed great resource.  Interceptions were accomplished with easy precision, and more than one goal could be traced to the left half-backs.  Hart, besides keeping an eye on Bedford, was an able centre half so that the vast improvement of the home forwards can readily be imagined.  The County were seen in most aggressive mood following Everton’s second goal.  Everton’s wing forwards, Critchley and Stein, had a great day, and in additional to spirited raiding, were on the target.  Each had a hand in the first goal, when after 22 minutes, Stein put in an unstoppable ball from seven yards out.  To McPherson in great measure was the second goal due six minutes after the interval.  Taking in the position at a glance he chosen the line of least resistance when he passed to Stein, who made a great drive which Wilkes knocked out for Dean to score.  The third goal after half-an-hour, was the outcome of smart passing between Martin, Dean, and Stein, for the last-named to test Wilkes, who only partially cleared, and Dean was there to take full advantage.  Away again Stein put in a fast shot from an acute angle, and the outside left, who had so much to do in the making of the goals, had the satisfaction of seeing his fast drive glance off Wilkes’ leg into the goal, this occurring three minutes from time.  Everton had two debutants-Williams, late of Swansea Town, who filled Cresswell’s position, and Sagar a young goalkeeper who showed great promise in Central League football.  Both played their parts well and more will be heard of them.  Wilkes was hard worked, and did his work in creditable fashion.  Carr and Collin were frequently in difficulties, the former often running forward to utilize the off-side trap, but Stein did not always drop into it.  Shephenson was the more resourceful of the forwards for Bedford often worried, found in Hart a watchful and wary opponent.  The County were workers first and last but found Everton on top form and very practical.  Everton; Sagar; Williams, O’Donnell; Robson, Hart, McPherson; Martin, Dean, Rigby, and Stein.  Derby County; Wilkes; Carr, Collins; McIntyre, Barker, Malloch; Crooks, Barclay, Bedford, Stephenson, and Mee.  Referee; Mr. R. Bowie, Newcastle-on-Tyne. 

EVERTON TOUCH TOP-NOTCH
Liverpool Echo - Monday 20 January 1930
REVIVAL OF THE BLUES BRIDAGE
MORE LIKE EVERTON
By Stork  
Derby County in their game with Everton failed to produce that nippiness which had made them a team to be feared, and instead of riding through the Everton defence as many expected they would, they became a slow-moving machine with Everton taking over their “Nippy” title.  I have seen Derby‘s pace demoralize many opponents, but it never found a place in their play at Goodison Park  simply because Everton had found an  effective braking system—a swift  tackling half-bark has which applied a scotch immediately the Derby wheel  started to revolve.  Everton's weakness has been the middle line, but the acquisition to McPherson, the return of Hart to centre- half, and the relentless tackling of Robson has put a different complexion on things, and the forwards are receiving the support, to which they are entitled. The team that defeated Derby County should be allowed to stand, for it was the best that Everton have fielded for some considerable time. It might even beat Blackburn Rovers next Saturday, who knows? 
ONE-FOR-ALL POLICY. 
It was team work which gave them their clear-cut victory over Derby. Every man of the side played his part well, and a continuation of the form will lift the side from the foot of the table for it was good; at times brilliant. But it was the one-for-all policy which told its tale. Having travelled with Everton for many weeks, I know that their great desire was lighter ground. Sticky and heavy turf did not lend itself to their type of play. They are not a “booty “side. They like to work the ball. Well, on Saturday the ground was more to their liking, and their play consequently was greatly superior to any they have, shown on the mud heaps which have been prevalent in recent weeks.  There were four goals; two good ones and two easy ones, and there might easily have been others, but four to nil will always do. . Dean's two points were made easy because Wilkes, the County goalkeeper, switched two efforts from Stein over to him to tap into the net.  Don’t overlook the fact, however, that Dean had positioned himself for such an emergency.  There is a lot in that.  One scribe stated that Dean in his best days would have flashed through the Derby defence several times.  I saw four men lined up against him when those chances came his way, and when he shot on to Wilkes’ legs I did not blame him, for nine times out of ten a similar should would have beaten the goalkeeper.  Dean made some superb passes, and critchly and Stein responded to his promptings.  Critchley is taking a leaf out of other winger’s books, and closing in when play is on the opposite wing, and he has been getting his reward in goals.  He has scored four goals in three matches, and his goal against Derby was a bonny one.  When Martin slipped the ball over to him he flicked the ball in with the side of his boot. To have waited might have proved fatal. Later he centred when he should have shot, but his play throughout was capital. Martin looked after him, and put the ball to him so that he had full scope for his speed. He had a great first half, after which the point of attack was changed, and Stein blazed out into a bright light, and Mclnytre and Carr had a sorry time against the Scot, whose centres were well-nigh perfect.  His goal was much too hot for Wilkes, but his best shot was the one which brought Dean his first goal.  Despite a tackle, Stein hit a ferocious shot, and Wilkes did well to turn it out. 
AN EYE-OPENER. 
The wing play of Everton proved an eye-opener; in fact the display of Everton was a source of pleasure to the huge crowd. Sagar, with not a lot to  do, made some fine catches, Williams  was a strong, cool, and resourceful back, with O'Donnell maintaining his Carlisle  form, which was nothing short of  brilliant, and although McPherson was  not quite so nonchalant as in the Derby  game he was calm and dainty. The ball on the ground, the methodical tactics of the true Scot, and the quiet yet effective tackle. That was McPherson's game.    There was one blot in the game, and that was the preponderance of offside stoppages. Everton started it, and Derby followed up. Bedford was constantly pulled up, sometimes rightly, sometimes wrongly, but whatever they were it stopped progress. Mee and Stephenson were the best men in the forward line, for Crooks and Barclay never soared to any great heights. Barclay was unfortunate to  find a ball run awkwardly for him just  as he was about to run through, but  there was a lack of finality about the  Derby attack, which was unusual for  them, for Bedford can generally find  the target, but in this bout he did nothing  to disturb Sagar apart from a header, which the goalkeeper caught.  Sagar had four handling cases in the initial half. Such shooting is not likely to win matches. Derby had not many more in the final session despite their improvement. The half-backs were defenders only, and I was not impressed with Carr and Collins, and Wilkes has seen to better advantage.

EVERTON TOUCH TOP-NOTCH FORM
Liverpool Echo - Monday 20 January 1930
REVIVAL OF THE BLUES BRIGADE
MORE LIKE EVERTON
By Stork
Derby County in their game with Everton failed to produce that nippiness which had made them a team to be feared, and instead of riding through the Everton defence as many expected they would, they became a slow-moving machine with Everton taking over their “Nippy” title.  I have seen Derby’s pace demoralize many opponents, but nit never found a the Derby defence several times. I  saw four men lined up against him when  those chances came his way, and when  he shot on to Wilkes' legs I did not blame  him, for nine times out of ten a similar  shot would have beaten the goalkeeper.  Dean made some superb passes, and Critchley and Stein responded to his prompting. Critchley is taking a leaf out of other wingers’ books and closing in when play is on the opposite wing, and he has been getting his reward in goals. He has scored four goals in three matches, and his goal against Derby was a bonny one.  When Martin slipped the ball over to him he flicked the ball in with the side of his boot. To have waited might have proved fatal. Later he centred when he should have shot, but his play throughout was capital. Martin looked after him, and put the ball to him so that he had full scope for his speed. He had a great first half, after which the point of attack was changed, and Stein blazed out into a bright light, and Mclnytre and Carr had a sorry time against the Scot, whose centres were well nigh perfect.  His goal was much too hot for Wilkes, but his best shot was the one which brought Dean his first goal.  Despite a tackle. Stein hit a ferocious shot, and Wilkes did well to turn it out.
AN EYE OPENER
The wing play of Everton proved an eye-opener; in fact the display of Everton was a source of pleasure to the hugh crowd.  Sagar, with not a lot to do, made some fine catches, Williams was a strong, cool, and resourceful back, with O'Donnell maintaining his Carlisle  form, which was nothing short of  brilliant, and although McPherson was  not quite to nonchalant as in the Derby  game he was calm and dainty. The ball on the ground, the methodical tactics of the true Scot, and the quiet yet effective tackle. That was McPherson's game.   There was one blot in the game, and that was the preponderance of offside stoppages. Everton started it, and Derby followed up. Bedford was constantly pulled rightly, sometimes wrongly, but whatever they were it stopped progress. Mee and Stephenson were the best men in the forward line, for Crooks and Barclay never scared to any great heights. Barclay was unfortunate to  find a ball run awkwardly for him just  as he was about to run through, but  there was a lack of finality shoot the  Derby attack, which was unusual for  them, for Bedford can generally find  the target, but in this boot he did nothing  to disturb Sager apart from a header, which the goalkeeper caught.  Sagar had four handling cases in the initial half. Such shooting is not likely to win matches. Derby had not many more in the final session despite their improvement. The half-backs were defenders only, and I was not impressed with Carr and Collins, and Wilkes has been seen to better advantage. 

EVERTON DEBUTANTS
Athletic News - Monday 20 January 1930
The recent heavy debit of goals led to the introduction to senior football Edward Sagar, a young player who had the reputation of being one of the best young goalkeepers in Yorkshire, when playing for Thorpe Colliery, a Doncaster team.  Sagar was duly signed after a trial last term, and the confidence of his first League test against Derby County, when he showed resource during a period of intension pressure.  Sagar, who is 20 years old, stands 5ft 9 ½ and scales 11st.
EVERTON RELIEVED
The situation round the bottom of the First division intensities.  Newcastle United when they lose six goals at Leicester brought their debit to 67, the heaviest in the competition.  Actually Everton’s is the worst record for matches played, but the silver lining must be seen at Goodison Park when Derby County are thrashed, further to centre the championship race on Sheffield Wednesday and Manchester City.
TWENTY-FIVE YEARS’ SERVICE.
If Tom Browell keeps his place in Blackpool’s Cup forward line it will be vastly entertaining to Hull people to see him still an active player at this long distance of time.  As far back as 1910 he made his appearance with the City as “Boy” Browell, to distinguish him from his two brothers and to mark his juvenile looks.  At Christmas of 1911 he was transfer to Everton for the then tremendous price of 1,600 pounds.  Twenty years in league football that is including the war period, is an achievement. 

RAMS' RESERVES GO MERRILY ON
Monday 20 January 1930 Derby Daily Telegraph
Davies Beaten Four Times at Baseball Ground
Perseverance can accomplish wonders even in the absence of cleverness, but with the two qualities combined in varying degree Derby County Reserves are enjoying a gay time in the Central League. On Saturday they had to make two forward stop gap changes when entertaining Everton Reserves yet gained a lead of four goals in 47 minutes, and won by 4—2. At the start Everton were much the cleverer in keeping the ball to the ground, and in finding one another only to demonstrate their lack of versatility when their style did not pay. Derby's defenders like opponents to keep the ball close—that system can be beaten by quick tackling and sound covering—and Everton's threats for a long time failed to bring Hampton any nearer to the grey-haired stage. Meanwhile Smith (2), Alderman and Jack Robson had helped themselves to goals. Attwood. Who had twice got clean through without outwitting Hampton (against whom a penalty should have been given on one occasion for gripping his opponent's foot), eventually reduced the arrears, and Easton went one better. But the famous Everton were not better represented in any department except centre-forward where Derby had a third reserve in plucky little White. Few clubs possess as good a reserve outside-left as J. C. Robson; and with continued progress Nicholas must surely play himself into First League football as a right-half.
ANOTHER 1-0 DEFEAT
YOUNG RAMS FAIL NEAR GOAL
HALF-BACK LINE DOES WELL
DERBY COUNTY RESERVES have made two home appearances so far this season, and on each occasion they have lost by the only goal scored. Against Everton Reserves last night they gave an attractive second half display, only poor finishing robbing them the distinction of defeating last season's Central League champions. The Young Rams were much the younger team, and they gave the visitors' defence, which included such experienced players as Gee, Britton, Jones (J.), and Morton, a gruelling time after the interval.
HAGAN THE ARTIST
Hagan throughout was characteristically dainty at outside-right, but he had a weak partner Bradbury. Jones (V.) showed keenness at centre forward, and Brinton was a tireless outside-left. Wilcox was the soundest full-back on the field, and King, goal, except for the one fatal mistake of running out when the only goal was scored, played competently. Derby's best division was the halfback line, with Bailey, who acted as captain, a dominating figure at centre half. Musson gave a creditably courageous, unsparing display at left half, and Eggleston, on the other flank, enhanced his reputation as a stylish, constructive player. A mistake by Alton led to the only goal of the game. Bell profiting by it by slipping the ball into the empty net as King rushed out to challenge him.

EVERTON 4 DERBY COUNTY 0
January 20 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury.
EVERTON'S REVIVAL.
FOUR GOALS VICTORY OVER DERBY COUNTY.
Everton touched something like their best form in the game with Derby County, and there was both credit and merit in their four clear goals victory. It was Everton's third home success achieved by the best score of the season. From the outset Everton played sparkling football, held well together as a side, and although Derby made one or two definite challenges, it was Everton's game almost from the start. Considering the fact that the County are so favorably placed in the league their display was disappointing. They made their best bid early in the second half following Everton's second goal, when the Derby forwards were really impressive, but it was a short-lived effort, and Everton, lasting well, won in decisive fashion. Everton game ample evidence of an all-round improvement that should serve them well in Saturday's Cup-tie.
CRITCHLEY AND STEIN.
They held the lead at the interval through a goal by Critchley at twenty-two minutes, when the winger closed in to meet a pass from the opposite wing. A pleasing feature was the excellent work of Stein, and it was fitting that he should provide the opportunities that enabled Dean to score twice. On the first occasion Stein put the ball into the Derby goal with such deadly accuracy that the best Wilkes could do was to put it out, and Dean's task was easy. At 75 minutes Stein again dropped the ball into the County goal and the merest touch by Dean sufficed to give Everton their third goal. Three minutes from the Stein cleverly beat Carr and scored with a shot that went into the net off the goalkeeper,s legs. It was a good day for Stein, and his good work was in keeping with his fine finishing. Although Wilkes made a number of good saves, he contributed to his side's defeat by poor clearances. The County never got their machine working smoothly. The inside forwards was not effective, while the defence was far from steady. On the other hand, Everton were a spirited and clever side, although there was room or improvement in the work of the inside forwards. The best efforts came from Critchley and Stein.
STRONG HALF-BACKS.
Critchley was particularly good in the first half, while Stein played his best game of the season. Everton's great strength, however, lay in the half-backs. Robson, as usual did a great amount of hard work, and the fact that the Derby inside forward had such a poor day was a tribute to the fine tackling and constructive work of Hart in the centre. McPherson was as cool and calculation as on his initial appearance. The defence was strengthened by the inclusion of Williams as O'Donnell's partner. They upset many Derby movements by their smart intercepting and keen tackling. Sagar gave a capital display. He was daring and confident and cleared well. Derby had a good middle line and the best of the forwards were Mee and Crooks. Teams; Everton; - Sagar, goal; Williams and O'Donnell, backs, Robson, Hart (captain), and McPherson, half-backs; Critchley, Martin, Dean, Rigby and Stein, forwards. Derby County; - Wilkes, goal, Carr and Collin, backs, McIntyre, Barker, and Mallach, half-backs, Crooks, Barclays, Bedford, Stephenson, and Mee, forwards.

DERBY COUNTY RESERVES 4 EVERTON RESERVES 2
January 20 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury
CENTRAL LEAGUE (Game 24)
At Derby, Everton too long maintained the academic style of close passing against a side that was quick into the tackle and possessed defence that seldom consented to be drawn. Derby secured a four goal' lead through Smith (2), Alderman, and Robson. Replies were made in the second half by Attwood and Easton.
SHELL MEX 2 EVERTON “A” 3
At Vale-road, Ellemeres Port, Everton “A” included four Ellesmere Port players. Jones opened the scoring for Shell, and Lewis equalised and gave Everton the lead, Webster played prominently and put Everton further ahead. Towards the end Shell Mex rallied and Jones reduced the lead.

EVERTON'S OUTLOOK. 
Liverpool Echo- Wednesday, January 22 1930
By Bee’s
By today's column Everton will be able to size up the team they must engage with on Saturday in the Cup-tie.  In conversations I have had with  people who follow Blackburn,  I gather  that they look upon Everton as easy street, chiefly because, as they put it, " they know them" As a matter of  fact, they can't know them; they can  only know the Everton that was. The Everton side as framed during the last fortnight has shown what I described as “guts" for the want of a better terms, and has confidence and ability that should startle the Blackburn people.  Certainly the Rovers have always done badly on their own ground against minor sides. Exeter was a real bother to them, even at Ewood Park, and Northampton, in spite of the margin at the finish, quite upset their mental balance and football balance. Blackburn are in a measure pretending that they know Everton, and pretending that their task is easy.  I am sure it is not. Word from Norbreck this morning says that they have had cold weather and some rain, but that everyone is in first-class condition.  Cresswell is improving fast, and his thigh injury is over.
BLACKBURN ROVERS TEAM
Blackburn Rovers will again have the services of Bruton, their outside-right, for the Cup-tie against Everton at Ewood Park, on Saturday.  He has recovered from his ankle injury, but Turner, the other winger, who has been absent also with a damaged ankle for some week’s is not yet fit.  Cunliffe will again appear at outside-left and the team will be the same as against Northampton Town in the last round; Crawford; Baxter, Jones; Imrie, Rankin, Roscamp; Bruton Puddefoot, Bourton, Mclean, and Cunliffe.
Owing to minor injuries, &c., Everton have not definitely selected their side to meet Blackburn Rovers, but will do so later in the week, when the team will be chosen from the following fourteen players;- Sagar; Cresswell, or Williams, O’Donnell; Robson, Griffiths, or Hart, McPherson; Critchley, Martin, or Dunn, Dean, Rigby, and Stein. 

THE CUP-TIE-FOURTH ROUND
Liverpool Echo- Friday, January 24, 1930
Bee’s Notes
THEIR RECORD. 
As a matter of plain truth, it can be recorded that the side were very windy against Northampton, and they suggest that this is a true bill against their Cup nerves; but they were only troubled because “they didn't know this Northampton side." Well. I am suggesting  that to-morrow, at the Blackburn  ground, the Rovers will not know  the new Everton side; it is hardly new  in names (the Swansea pair are the only  real changes, plus the goalkeeping of  Sagar), yet Everton is quite new in its  methods, its dash, its deliberation—when called for--and in its confidence.  A side with no confidence can never go far in any tournament. Everton have just run to their highest point at the most convenient time; people have joined them in their optimism, and to -day you bear little of the suggestion that "Everton will surely go into Division II." It is the most amazing turn-round of ideas that football has ever shown us. Quite possibly we shall be wrong in the Cup estimate, but at least in the League matter the up-turn seems to have arisen. Everton have always played their best Cup-tie games away from home; they have had vexatious defeats in London and elsewhere, when even their opponents have admitted their strength, so that there is every reason for believing they will enjoy their visit to Blackburn—if not with a victory, then with a drawn game.  The Everton players have the advantage in attack; and after all attack is the best means of defence.  "So long as the ball is up there, it cannot be put in at our end." That is the slogan fee the morrow.  Everton still have to be frightfully practical against the Rovers' half-backs.  The forward line is on its trial in the matter of stern, relentless football. The home half-hacks have a notoriety of a kind that is not always happy; they are big, powerful men, with little notion of providing passes, but with intense admiration for the deadly tackle and the powerful punt clear. It is saying nothing new to say they are certain to mark Dean. That is a regular habit of  opposing sides; but it defeats its own  end if our inside forwards and the  extreme wing will vary their style  and pass for a moment or two, and cutting in, make a shot that is unexpected.  It is in this fetish regarding Dean that I bank a lot of my hopes for Everton to-morrow. It is the one-way traffic that may upset Blackburn's Ideas of movement... Rigby and Martin are clever enough to size a position, and I look to them, with their speedy wingers, to take stringent strides towards the unexpected attack, knowing that the home side will not let the middle man go any distance without a police-constable.  It will be hard football; it will attain a desperate vein at times; yet this is the very kind of football wherein Everton have shone. Grimsby, who had laid low many sides, fell right into Everton’s arms when they tried this rush and bustle business. Derby, last week,  were a good form-horse, and I join with  Hart in believing that the visiting side  has a good chance to continue the good  Cup form shown when the teams met at  Blackburn thirty years ago. The other games speak for themselves; Manchester City, worn and worried about Jim McMullan’s absence, will be tested by a Swindon game; in fact, the alarm clock is set for to-morrow's game. I have a feeling that to-morrow's score-card in the "Football Echo" will show us some outrageous figures of speech that will leave some managers speechless.  Everton; Sagar; Cresswell or Williams, O’Donnell; Robson, Hart, Griffiths, McPherson; Critchley, Dunn or Martin, Rigby, Stein, Dean. 

THE LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 24 January 1930
“THE LITTLE FISHING PORT
WHEN DIGGING BEGAN ON THE NEW HAVEN
NO. 3 –CROOKED LANE
By Michael O’Mahoney.
As place-names scan, Liverpool is not the noblest-looking word in the world but though no resonant music rings in its echo, redemption is ever at hand.  Mention it, and you visualize the noble estuary whose rolling tides have moved the poetic imaginations of millions.   Was it not a countrywoman of mine, who hailed it as “Great Floodgate of the English Race?”  As local annals tell, the Mersey was not always the curbed waterway we find it today.  There was from very early times, it is true, a small haven at “the little fishing port of Lirpoole,” but where the exact site of that first haven was no man now can say.  Even the record of a town’s meeting held in 1561 draws no veil from this mystery.  I like to read that record.  The meeting was called after the waves of a great storm had battered down the old breakwater, and opens with the following crisp and snappy sentence;-
   “Robert Corbett, Major, Sunday being the 9th of November, this year and net, after the great winds and storms, Mr. Mayor called the whole town as many as there were at home, together into the Hall, where they counselled all in one consent and assent, for the foundation and making of a new haven, turning the fresh water out of the old pool into the new haven; and then and there before he rose by the side of the bench of his own free will gave a pistole of gold towards the beginning which that day was good and current all England through for 5 shillings and 10 pence, although after, in a few days it was not so, but by proclamation in London by the Queen’s Majesty was prohibited and not current.”  We can imagine the scrivener pausing here for a good breath, after which, dipping his quill deep in the ink-horn, he has another go.  “Also the same day Mr. Seekerston did give, also all the rest of the congregation did give so that in the whole was gathered that present day the whole sum of 13s and 9d, current, and put into the custody of Richard Fackerley and Robert Mosse, who were then appointed for that time.  “On the Monday morning then next, Mr. Mayor, and of every house in the Water-street one labourer, went to the old pool, and there began, and enterprised, digging, ditching and busily laboring, upon the foundations of the new haven, and so the Tuesday of every house in the Castle-street was a labourer sent to the same work.  “Wednesday then next after came forth of every house in the Dale-street to the same new haven a labourer gratis.  “Thursday then next after the Juggler-street, with the More-street, Mylne-street, and Chapel-street, every house sending forth a labourer, and this order did continue till Saint Nicholas Day then after gratis.”  The idea of commencing to build a new haven with a capital in hand of 13s 9d may amuse us, but we cannot fail to admire the pluck and public spirit in which those old founders of the town rose to meet a colossal difficulty.  Could they have sprung a 10 pound note they might have stolen a march on the Mersey by delving out a tunnel!  As I say, no man now can tell the precise spot where this early enterprise began and ended, but it cannot have been far from where Pool-lane (now South Castle-street) sloped down towards the tide where some centuries after was delved out the Old Dock, and on the site of which now rises the Custom House.  Antiquity stays with lingering feet round this end of the city, and if you would see a corner which so far has escaped the Juggernaut of progress, step aside from the traffic of Canning-place into Litherland Alley.  Narrow, rutty and often sunless, the Alley is withal a purposeful place, where on the signboards names, Norse and native seem to jostle each other, where forwarding agents ever seem to be sending down bales of crane on to groaning lorries, and where conversation is mainly carried on from the narrow parapets below to the warehouse lofts above.  Very firm and well-preserved, the little byeway can count its age by centuries, and I was about to turn from it where it winds to the right towards the rush of South Castle-street when a narrower passage bearing the nameplate Ogwen Weint caught my eye.  Narrow?  It was like passing down the alleyway of an old wind-jammer.  A good strip of coconut matting would fit it from side to side, and the little doorways I passed turning riverwards were like those of ships’ cabins.  One little porch set in the jutting gable of an old house under two high windows was a cameo which should be admired by all who love old Liverpool.  The Weint ends here, and the end brought me to a twisted little street- open at one end-called Crooked-lane.  The tang of salt air which swept in from the river to stir the curtains of the neatly-kept cottages made up for the absence of flooding sunshine, and the cheery brightness of the people revealed robust health.  Unlike London costers, who are said to know not genealogy, the neighbours in the Lane are proud of the well-traced ancestry from which they have descended.  Even proud of the hand-made bricks of which their walls are built.  The little commune, a place apart unnoticed by the thousands who daily swing by its roofs on the overhead trains, has at one of its corners a shop for immediate needs, and across the counter of this snug homestead is recalled many a memory of old times by the migrants who from time to time come in from new homes in an extending city to revisit a revered birthplace.  The following fragment of an old balled speaks of the “pull’ which Crooked-lane has for even a world wanderer;-
  The sun beams bright in Rio
     And also Lima Town,
For over all the south’ron seas
    The dawn shines like a crown
But I’d rather be in Liverpool
      An listernin’ to the rain
As it rattles on the windows
      In cosy Crooked Lane
Farewell, farewell, Fernandes
   An’ Andes burning rock,
My heart it goes where Mersey flows
   Down by the Wapping Dock
So it’s rolling home to Liverpool
    Across the heaving main
To sing beside my ingle nook
   In cosy Crooked Lane
That this venerable nook will survive is more than I can say.  So far, the iconoclasts would seem to have forgotten it.  While it is with us it is truly an open page of the past.  –Next Week Lark Lane

BONUS KEEPS FOOTBALL AT A HIGH
January 25 th 1930. Evening Express
INCENTIVE TO PLAYERS TO PULL OUT THAT EXTRA BIT.
BUT IT MUST NOT GO TO AN UNLIMITED FIGURE
PRESENT METHOD THE BEST
By Hunter Hart, Everton's captain.
The bonus system constitutes a debatable subject in football circles at the moment, but I firmly assert it is bonus, which help the game to maintain the high standard of efficiency of the moment. There are many arguments for and against the payment of any bonus to players, but the consensus of opinion of those who really know –the football legislators, by the way –is that without it the sport would deteriorate, if only by a small degree. In the first place, it acts as an incentive to the players to pull out that extra bit to gain success. I do not wish or intend to suggest that players do not always try their best, but the thought that there is something extra to be gained from a win makes them put just a little more into their work, which often turns defeat into victory. The players receive their reward of £2 for a win or £1 for a draw, but let it be remembered that the clubs –the employers of the men –also benefit. If a team registers a fair number of wins, or, put it better, the men can avoid defeat, the club is sure to receive a splendid following from the public, which means a thousand times more to the organisation than the bonus to the player.
HELPS CLUBS TOO.
Therefore I say that the bonus, while helping the different and conscientious player, aids the club more. Bonus to the footballers is the same as encouragement, which is given to any employee. It is an appreciation of services rendered, and, knowing this men will always strive to the utmost limit to bring grist to their club's and their own mill. Every footballer, thoroughly deserves the opportunity of obtaining bonus for, without going into the subject of whether he is poorly or well paid –I incline to the former opinion –when he reaches a certain limit in remuneration he cannot be given any more. Consequently if a player is a faithful servant of a club, and a man who reaches the top wage must necessarily be, he is deserving of something extra if he is a unit in a successful combination. It must be borne in mind that a footballer cannot follow his profession indefinitely, and this extra money is, in reality, the corn for his future existence. Unlimited bonus would not be fair to all League clubs, for obviously the rich organisations would hold the whip hand every time. They would be able to offer inducement to their players, which some other clubs could not, and therefore they would be reaping an advantage. This would apply specially in cup-ties where First Division clubs oppose, sat Third Division teams. What would there be to prevent the elite offering £10, £20 to each player to win? Yet the poor club might not be able to promise more than a pound or two to any man. The heart would be willing but the pocket would be weak. No, the limited bonus is an essential to the successful conduct of the game, but as to whether the present rates are either too large or too small, I will not pass an opinion, except to say that I, like the majority of players am satisfied.
ADDED INTEREST.
Bonus has the result of bringing that leaving of keenness into the game which would surely be missing in many matches. In this respect I refer, particularly, to games between clubs neither interested in promotion nor relegation. A club situated safely in the middle of the table round about the end of March has little to gain or lose except to maintain support, and so, in the older days when talent money was paid, encounters between these “middle-leaguers” were inclined to be wishy vastly affairs with a certain amount of indifference on the part of some players. Yet, with the prospect of bonus in view the players will fight for that as well as additional points, and thus the matches will always be interesting. Bonus has the natural effect of putting an end to all those matches one used to see described as “typical end of the season affairs.” There is nothing of that with the bonus system in operation. The men are there for their own financial benefit, and that is why I say the game profits by it.
INSULT TO INJURY.
It has been said that the players of a team which is eventually relegated or is obliged to seek re-election should receive no bonus, but that is something in the nature of kicking dogs when they are down. Every season it is the unhappy lot of two teams to suffer this ignominious fate, but just because fortune has gone against them it should not be that the players should receive no additional benefit. Quite possibly they deserved it, even more than the players who have won championships. In support of this may I instance the case of Manchester City recently. The Mancunians reached the final of the F.A. Cup, but were defeated, and they also lost their position in the First Division. Surely those players had played gallantly and earnestly all the season and were deserving of some bonus. The men of clubs in similar positions to this have earned all they can get, and, take it from me, no one is more disappointed than a player to lose status in the game. This was precisely the reason of the failure of the old system of talent money when the top six clubs in each competition were allowed to pay their players something extra for good service. Payments were limited to the top six clubs, but was it fair to the seventh was only there on goal average? Certainly not. Again a team might do splendidly for the first half of a season and then, through injuries accomplish nothing after. Would it be fair for those players who had helped garner the points to leave them begging? Again the answer must be no. In the case of bonus every player must receive the same treatment, and that is why the present method is surely the best. Every person connected with the sport benefits by it and that is the chief reason why there should be no tampering with it.

CUP TIE FEVER
Saturday 25 January 1930 Lancashire Evening Post
Remarkable Scenes in Blackburn Streets
Big Invasion by Road and Rail
Rovers' and Everton Supporters Make Merry
Club Colours Freely Worn
Mammoth crowds, huge queues every car stop, tram after tram, .streaming one direction, scores of motor coaches and private cars, ear-splitting noises from wooden rattles, thousands of gay mascots, harassed traffic policemen, flurried railway officials, overworked tram conductors, and volumes of good-humoured raillery. All these and a lot more elements served to provide the -electric atmosphere attached to the meeting Ewood Park to-day of Blackburn Hovers and Everton m the fourth round of the A. Cup. _ To-day the East Lancashire town was the Mecca of football enthusiasts in the County Palatine. Though there were few signs of Cup-tie fever during the morning except for one or two vendor's club favours, by noon Blackburn was much occupied town. From t.icn onwards people poured into the town in their thousands. Partisans from all parts of Lancashire came out in full force to do honour to the county Derby.”
MERRY BANTER.
With sun shining brilliantly and the merry banter of rival supporters thousands whom wore miles coloured ribbon pinned in rosettes and hats, the Cup-tie spirit was very infectious. The malady spread like wild tire" as the army of Everton fans invaded town. , Fifteen special trains were scheduled to arrive the town, some coming from far away as, Barrow-in-Furness, Morecambe, mid Colne. The large influx from the Mersey side necessitated extra trains being put on at Liverpool. It estimated that over 8,000 travelled by rail to give Everton vocal support. But there were hundreds more who came by road. The first excursion, an additional one from Liverpool, arrived about 12 30, and brought over 800 gay followers. Railway station subway re-echoed with shrill cries and deafening noises from scores rattles. One Everton fan brought with him umbrella painted blue and white, and bear- the words. “(live it to Dixie.” was subject much banter as, holding aloft his treasured' mascot crossed the Boulevard to a tram the football ground. Every available tramcar was put into service as also were many 'buses.
STREET VENDORS BUSY.
Itinerant street vendors did a roaring trade with the club favours. They were at every street corner on the way to folic ground crying, Winning colours.”
EARLY ARRIVALS AT EWOOD.
A few hundred people queued up the ground an hour before the opening of the gate. At one o'clock the turnstile began click merrily. Thousands passing through in the first hour. There was every prospect of a big crowd, and the Corporation parking ground at Ewood, where there is accommodation for over 400 cars, was packed to its utmost capacity. Garages in the vicinity of the ground had been booked up well ahead. Every available policeman in the local force was on duty, all leave being cancelled, much t o the disappointment of some members who had anticipated being able to witness the game.
THE WAY TO WEMBLEY?
Among the gaily bedecked charabancs from Liverpool district was one bearing the words, “To Wembley via Blackburn.” Benefiting by a previous experience, the cafes In the town had preformed specially for the crowds, and in one or two instances menu cards had been printed with cup-tie dishes, such Liverpudlian Rolls and The Wembley Course and “Cup Medal Sauce.”

EVERTON TEAM
January 25 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury.
The Everton men are greatly cheered by the victory over Derby County, and in a lessor degree the cup. The win at Carlisle, and they will enter the field today with the will to win. They may be depended on to explore every avenue in order to secure entry into the next round. Rigby will be opposed to his old team, and he will be particularly keen to shine. Everton have decided to play Williams, at full back and Hart at centre-half. So that the team will be the same as which defeated Derby County. The Rovers half-back line is strong, and Dean and his colleagues must play at the top of the form this as in all other tussels. The kick off is at 2-45. Teams are Sagar; Williams, O'Donnell; Robson, Hart, McPherson; Critchley, Martin, Dean Rigby, and Stein. Blackburn Rovers; Crawford; Baxter, Jones; Imrie, Rankin, Rosscamp; Bruton, Puddefoot, Bourton, McLean, Cunliffe.

BLACKBURN TWO UP AGAINST EVERTON
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 25 January 1930
SAGAR’SBRILLIANT EFFORTS TO STOP BOTH GOALS WHILE LAME
EVERTON DO NOT STRIKE THEIR FORM
McLEAN AND BOULTON HEROES IN THEIR OWN TOWN;
A SPECTATOR DIES AMID CROWD OF 60,000
By Bee
Everton; Sagar; Williams, O’Donnell; Hart, McPherson, Critchley, Martin, Dean, Rigby, Stein.  Blackburn Rovers; Crawford; Baxter, Jones; Imrie, Rankin, Rosecamp, Bruton, Puddefoot, Bourton, Mclean, Cunliffe. The clang of the clog and the brogue of the real Blackburn language were heard at Blackburn to-day, when we saw something of the old-time Cup-tie spirit.  Blackburn and Everton had not met in a Cup-tie here for thirty years, and this meeting in the fourth round of the Cup was something very special, because Everton had begun to win, and Blackburn tried to recapture the spirit that led them to victory at Wembley two years ago.  Everton left Blackpool this morning, and brought with them summer-like weather. It was a perfect and glorious day. A “broadside “Spion Kop was well packed early on.  From the 9.40 - Exchange onwards there was a steady flow of excursionists, and as both clubs sport blue it was hard to tell whether a man was a local or a foreigner from Liverpool. So great was the crowd under the grandstand that they were forced over the barriers. 
MOVE UP OR MOVE OUT. 
Mr. Bob Crompton, the honorary manager of the team, went out to ask the people to move up or move out to another part of the stand.  In the spectators I saw Mr. Jack Cox, the former Liverpool player. He like all Lancashire was rather startled by the exclusive news I gave this morning of Tom Bradshaw's signing. In amongst the stream of overflow passengers, I noticed a wall-known Everton supporter, who was puffing through an enormous crushing he received. One man was carried out on an ambulance, and I fear he is dead.  It is the old, old story of the inability to pack the ground. Ten minutes from the start they reckoned the ground record had gone, which stands at 62,000, Blackburn and Bolton two years ago, when it was a question of which side went into the semi-final. The receipts that day were £4,000, but these can hardly be equalled to-day, because there were no enlarged prices.  In these modern days there is nothing but a band to pass the hours of waiting, but to-day an Everton mascot of 3ft height provided all the fun with his deadliness with penalty kicks.  Although the air was charged with Cup electricity, the pre-match matters wen deadly dull. Everton chose the side that beat Derby County last week, and Blackburn had their Cup team that beat Northampton.  The players were unusually late in making their appearance. When Blackburn came out into view they had a reception much thinner than that accorded to Everton.
SIXTY THOUSAND
Rankin beat Hart for the toss, and the home team had what little wind there was blowing straight down the field.  Sixty thousand people glued their eyes on the momentous battle, and Rigby at once tried to place Critchley the ball running out of play.  McPherson helped in the first raid, and Dean lashed out ferociously in an attempt to volley the ball into the net.  He did not connect with the ball, or we should have had a goal in a minute.  Bruton made the first serious shot of the day, and the Everton goalkeeper, Sagar, hurt his thigh and limped about some time.  This attack arose through O’Donnell delaying a clearance.  Puddefoot was near after Cunliffe had done great work on the home left.  Baxter and Williams, rival backs, were faulty in their kicks; and Jones put into touch twice in the windiest of ways.  Critchley beat Rosecamp easily, and followed it up by beating the left back as well, Dean being near with the first, and a corner coming from the second.  Blackburn opened in the shakiest possible fashion, for Puddefoot dropped back to help them in their trouble.  Yet when they broke away it needed a very fine pattern of “cut in” by Williams to stop the movement. 
McLEAN SCORES
There was a sensational incident when Williams of Swansea cut right across Bruton in what many imagined must be a penalty kick fashion.  Referee Woodward of Doncaster, appeared to point to the penalty spot, but the grit was cancelled, and the same Everton back did a similar thing a minute later. A free kick was cleared, and Blackburn went on to score in exactly twelve minutes through McLean, who is not looked upon as a goal-getter.  He got a pass from Puddefoot, Williams being side-stepped, and McLean, from a fair distance, hit a magnificent shot which Sagar did well to push to his right-hand side. Sagar in spite of the difficulty of limping and  the fact that he had made a half-save,  stretched out to attempt to divert the  ball with his right hand.  It was a second brilliant effort on the part of Sagar, but he was a beaten man, and Blackburn, by taking the lead, regained the confidence they had lost.  In fact, Bourton dallied with a great chance of making goal No. 2, and Sagar ran out, risking everything to force a cannon-back. Sagar asked for the ball to be left to him at a time when a full back decided to head weakly.  Jones stood not on the order of putting the ball out into touch. He did it persistently and regularly. Bourton tried to bore a way through beyond Hart, and Roscamp not only beat Critchley, but escaped more than one tackle, and finally took a throw-in quickly to his full back, which showed how effective a throw-in can be made.  Dean bumped and bored, and when it  came to footwork, he beat three men  and passed to Stein, who was late in  slamming a first-time effort, so that he  was closed out by the big back.
A PENALTY PLEA. 
There was another penalty plea when the ball was crossed from left to right, Martin narrowly failing to connect. The ball travelled on to Critchley, who spun in a centre that touched a defender’s hand. It was quite an accident. McLean slyly dug his elbow into a rival’s side, the linesman missing those patent cases of fouling. Play was, however, clean, and it Cup-nervy it was most enjoyable.   Sagar made the loveliest of save, low down, clean in his pickup; otherwise McLean would have had his second goal.  Bourton was also very close. In short,  Blackburn were the shooters, and Everton were not now causing the  Blackburn defence any anxiety, even if  Jones had to cross to the right touch- line to stop Dean in a solo.  O'Donnell took liberties with Bruton, and had to recover at the second time of asking, and the defence was again at fault as was the case at Chelsea a year ago, in stopping for an offside decision that did not arrive.
HOLEING OUT AND OTHERWISE, 
McLean to Bruton was the order of the Blackburn passing, and O'Donnell, when beaten was covered on two occasions by Williams.  Everton were not settling down to their game one little bit, and they were not threatening to hold out against Crawford.  Cresswell, by the way, holed out in one at Norbreck, copying Martin’s example of a fortnight ago.  Martin at this moment produced the first bit of work for Crawford. Stein made a shot possible, and Martin, I think, tried to place the ball, but actually drove straight at Crawford. Moreover, Stein tried a long lob, Crawford failing to catch the ball and being lucky to gather it against Critchley.  Even nearer was the escape which came to Everton, McLean, in beating the defence, tried to cut too fine an angle.  Everton had their chance when Rigby worked through on his own, and centred the ball across the goalkeeper's box.  There was no one up to become famous in a second. Critchley and Martin made a corner-kick that Dean headed with perfect precision. Crawford got it safely. 
BOURTON'S BLOW. 
Right on the interval Everton suffered a further blow.  Everton’s defence stopped for an offside call that was not answered and the practical Cunliffe ran in, centred the ball to the right, and Bruton made a header that Sagar did well to touch.  The ball bumped against the crossbar and rebounded to the feet of Bourton. His was the simplest of taps.   He was only two yards out of goal.  Everton had not played well, and Blackburn had made ten shots to ono, but I will say this that Sagar was the man for sympathy. He was lame, he was beaten twice, and each time he had made a really worthy attempt to save the shots. Half-time; Blackburn Rovers 2, Everton nil.
EVERTON’S GOOD-BYE TO THE CUP
ROUTED BY BLACKBURN ROVERS BY 4-1 BEFORE 60,000 PEOPLE
LAME SAGAR’S GOOD KEEPING IN GAME OF ERRORS
EVERTON AN ALL-ROUND DISAPPOINTING
BRIEF SPASMS OF ABAILTY BUT LITTLE HEART
In conversation with officials and other, I learned that it is their definite view that Sagar would have saved both goals it he had not been injured. He certainly had to receive attention at half-time, and an elastic stocking told its own tale. I have given you the goals, and I stand by what I have said. Everton had played really badly in the first half, and they did not seem to have much sparkle and heart when they resumed.  Yet in five minutes they did more practical forward work than at any point in the game. Rigby and Stein made instant shots, and the extreme left-winger had considerable power in his boot. Crawford took them both, and then the massive Imrie went ahead to make a lovely solo dribble along the touchline, winding up with a shot that Sagar helped over the bar. 
TOO LEAGUE-LIKE. 
Matters warmed up considerably when Dean was bowled over a yard out-side the penalty area.  There was the usual fuss about position, and Rigby’s free-kick shot hit a defender and led to Crawford mispunching.  Critchley seemed to have the ball into an empty net when Crawford ran along the goal and picked up from the line.  There was a lot of wildness in the Blackburn defence and at half-back.  Cunliffe, who had not failed to score since he joined the side, missed an open goal, and a back-header by Dean was a quite a meritorious effort.  Everton were still trying to play too League-ably instead of in Cup-tie fashion.  The refereeing was one of the best features of the play.  If Everton could get a goal, one could realise Blackburn being bewildered, but they got no nearer their desire.  Yet Dean and Stein collaborated in some testy exchanges.  From these the third blow of the day was created.  Cunliffe redeemed his earlier lapse by rounding Williams, and, in the most confident manner, passing instead of shooting, so that Bruton could complete a goal well and truly.   There could not have been a spectator who could see anything but a goal coming yet Bruton did not shoot with delay. It was goal all the way.  Everton were most disappointing in practically every link, so that the onus of defeat must be accepted by the whole side.  They have had many vexatious Cup defeats by a goal margin, but this defeat was a solid and substantial affair, with the Everton side, in all points except goal, well below a week ago.  I will not particularize any further.  It is necessary, however, to say that Blackburn won because of their half-backs.  The only relief in the first hour was the bright five minutes following the interval.  I have seen O’Donnell mis-time so many kicks.  The Rovers were too nervy when Robson did some excellent work, and Stein shot and Crawford mistimed the ball, Jones clearing for him.  Crawford was a yard short.    
MARTIN REDUCES. 
Blackburn now became as awful in miskicks, &c., as Everton had been.  Martin certainly went near with a header after McPherson had been brilliant.  A crumb of comfort came after Sagar had made a very fine save, Martin scoring with a straight drive, time 71 minutes, score 3-1.  This was some salve.  Rovers were rattled, even though they made Sagar save again.  In fact, Dean tried hard to go through on his own, and was beaten by half a yard in a conception of a 3-2 verdict, which would have been very interesting.  CHEEKY CUNLIFFE.
Blackburn were easily upset and nerve-wracked.  Cunliffe scored the cheekiest goal I have seen in thirty years at the 81st minute.  He slipped O’Donnell very cleverly, evaded a charge and Sagar came out of his goal and rightly looked for a centre Cunliffe got Sagar in two minds, and then easily shot as though he were toying with the ball.  That made it 4-1 and the end was complete.  Final; Blackburn Rovers 4, Everton 1.  The official figures were; Attendance, 53,000, receipts £4,100.

EVERTON RES, V. MANCHESTER CITY RES
Liverpool Echo-Saturday, January 25, 1930
Everton secured two early corners, and although Troup’s place kicks, created much work for the City defence, it was goalkeeper Davies who was called upon to handle the most difficult shots, a drive from Gibbons and a shot from Harrison.   The following exchanges were of a lively character, the City keeper having to leave his goal to foil Attwood, and at the other end White prevented Broadhurst and Busby forcing a way through.  Weldon sent over when a scoring chance offered, and Easton was unfortunate in having a great drive stopped luckily by Terry, Jones made a masterly save from Attwood.  Everton had done most of the attacking without being able to master the rugged City defence until White drove in a free kick through a wall of defenders to open Everton’s score one minute from the interval.  Half-time; Everton Res 1, Man City 0. 

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 25 January 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

• The recent talk about Everton’s keen interest in three Aberdeen “stars” can be largely written down as being distinctly wide of the mark. 
• Davies was out of the Everton goal on Saturday after a run of seventy-four consecutive matches. 
• Of Sagar, however, it can be said that he gave a very promising display. 
• O’Donnell is now Everton’s only 1928-29 ever-present, a distinction held by Morrison in Liverpool’s camp. 
• The big-striding Stein played a real Tunstall type of game against Derby; he “rammed” em in, so to speak. 
• We liked Robson too.  He is a “spirited” sort who never believes in giving up the ghost.  
• Curiously, prior to Saturday, Everton hadn’t enjoyed a four goal marginal win since Derby County were here on New Year’s Day of last year. 
• Bert Freeman, our old Everton friend of record scoring fame, is nowadays scout to the Burnley club. 
• The last time Everton and Blackburn met in the Cup, the great Bob Crompton had not won regular a place in the Rovers’ eleven; he was merely just on the fringe of his illustrious career.  Brandon and Forbes were the household words in defence those days. 
• There’s plenty of “brass” still where the old tin pot is concerned.

STILL SCOUTING
Liverpool Echo- Saturday, January 25, 1930
Everton and Liverpool are both interest in Kilgour, the Forfar Athletic centre forward, Blackburn Rovers recently made an offer of 750 for the player, but it was turned down.  Kilgour will go to the highest bidder- there are six clubs interested –when Forfar drop out of the Cup-ties.  That may be next Saturday when the Loons most St. Mirren at Forfar. 

BLACKBURN ROVERS 4 EVERTON 1 (Fa Cup Game 126)
January 27 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury
EVERTON PASS OUT OF THE CUP.
POOR DISPLAY AT BLACKBURN.
By “Bees.”
There is no possible excuse or extenuating circumstances in the passing out of Everton F.C. from the cup tournament. They were well and truly beaten in a game where speed, earnestness, football skill and football favour carried a side to a well-earned and worthy victory by four goals to one. The remarkable things is that Everton should have got a solitary goal, for they were not keen shooters compared to the home side, who shot hard and true and fast at nearly every conceivable moment. The one thing possible in the home goal was that the goalkeeper Sagar might have been able to leap a trifle higher to each of the first two had he not been injured in the first ten minutes of play. It is probable that not one hundred of the 52,000 spectators explain why or how Sagar was hurt, as he was nowhere near the ball when a collision occurred. This was really the one foul blow struck during the afternoon in a game blessed with beautiful weather, good turf, and very little wind. It was an elemental kindness suggestive of brilliant exhibition by both sides. Actually neither side did uncommonly well. Everton, save Stein and Sagar, played well below their known form, and without much heart or conception of attacking combination. The half-backs were overrun –the combination of age-experience in the centre, nonchalant winning half-back by McPherson, who is best when he is going upward with the ball, and energy allied to some skill but little weight, as exemplified by Robson, was not comparable to the Blackburn domination, where three towering men went through their game with a definite purpose; they insisted that Everton should have no chance.
UNSETTLED DEFENDERS.
Yet behind them were two unsettled defenders and a goalkeeper who was strangely “unclean” in his pick up. Crawford, the goalkeeper, had nothing to do in the first half, yet he made so many air-puches that the crowd realised Cup nerves were having their deadly sway. Even when Blackburn were leading 3-1, there was an air of unbelief in the Blackburn defence that leads one to believe they cannot go much further. The difference in the sides was, however, very marked; Blackburn forwards position dancied their way through, and, allowing for the fortune of a goalkeeper lamed unfairly Blackburn take a worthy victory by a margin not a bit too severe; in fact, it was their occasions poverty of direction with no one to beat that stopped them making a big score in the first half. At least the Blackburn forwards shot Everton's had lost the love they had. True, Stein tried two or three swerving balls; true, too, that Rigby had one shot in a second half start almost alarming in its threatening look. It was a mere passing fancy; a flicker of hope; a suggestion of what Everton could do if they struck their proper vein; but suggestion lacked fulfillment; they went into their fanciful channel and were swallowed up in the tight grips of the Blackburn half-backs. The game eventually became somewhat farcical by its-one-sidedness, and the life kept in the game was provided by the two wingmen, Bruton and Cunliffe. The former Burnley man went through at will and ease; Cunliffe showed a sign of white feather in one run, and thereafter apart from missing an easy one; he played first rate football –football that would have done credit to a veteran. His fine goal was a masterpiece of its kind; he drew the goalkeeper, painted a picture of a centre to Bruton, and coolly shot into the net with a place-kick full of discernment and discretion. This was football, this was the use of brains. Everton had then talent; latent talent perhaps; without the ability to change their tactics when they saw the key to the whole game –half backs relentless and sure. The cross pass should have been the upward pass. Everton could not see it. They persevered with their ineffectiveness methods. There was excellent refereeing from Mr. Woodward of Donaster, and I think he was right when he refused two penalty kicks, one to either side.
SAGAR'S EFFORTS.
It would be wasteful of time and energy to go into the individual state of the Everton market in the game, except to state that Sagar was brilliant throughout, despite his great limp; and he made masterly efforts to save the first two goals –goals scored by McLean and Bourton. Bruton and Cunliffe, and Martin for Everton, were the scorers. It was a £4,000 gate, with two deaths at the match –one an old player of the Lancashire area –and prior to the game the crowd was kept interested by a boy from Liverpool kicking goals with a sure touch –it made Everton's subsequent attempts seem very puny. I am convinced that Blackburn are lacking in defensive ability and that an early goal against them would show them in a moderate light.
DEAN'S MISS.
As it was Dean tried to burst the net in the first minute. He missed the ball completely. He was not alone in this respect. I do remember a friendly game where there were so many mistakes and mistiming and miskicks. Having said that it must not be imagined that these facts are served in for any other purpose than chronicling exactly what occurred. Blackburn have our good wishes for the future cup-ties. Teams; Blackburn Rovers; - Crawford, goals, Baxter and Jones, backs, Imrie, Rankin, and Rosscamp; half-backs, Bruton, Puddefoot, Bourton, McLean, and Cunliffe, forwards. Everton; - Sagar, goal; Williams and O'Donnell, backs, Robson, Hart (captain), and McPherson, half-backs, Critchley, Martin, Dean, Rigby, and Stein, forwards.

EVERTON RESERVES 2 MANCHESTER CITY RESERVES 0
January 27 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury.
CENTRAL LEAGUE (Game 25)
Everton did well to win a rigorously contested game at Goodison, for the City defence throughout defended sturdily, and the ultimate winners found progressive combination a difficult matter against the determined tackling of the visitors' halves and backs. However, Attwood led the line well and Wilkinson and Troup were swingers who initiated many forceful raids. The Manchester forwards enjoyed many spasms of attack, but their efforts were not as convincing. Everton's good movements, falling through faulty combination. It was a game where there were many desultory spasms till T. White opened Everton's score a minute from the interval by driving a free kick through a wall of defenders. The second half provided a determined struggle, but despite the City a endeavours Everton succeeded in adding to their score with a goal from Attwood. Davies was sound in the home goal. Common, O'Donnell, White (T), and Whyte were prominent defenders.

GOOD-BYE TO ALL THAT
Liverpool Echo - Monday 27 January 1930 
IT WAS NOT "EVERTON" THAT PLAYED BLACKBURN ROVERS; 
WOE IS US, WE ARE UNDONE;
By Bee’s
Anyone can have my job to-day. It is a thankless one. There had been a strain of genuine optimism through the way Everton had beaten the side top-but-three in the League. They merely “let us down with a bump." and we had to say "Good-bye to all that" as we trekked home. One thing is worth  remark: There were no recriminations:  they took the defeat as it stood—it stood  hard and firm—and the officials and the  players wished Blackburn good fortune, even if they believed them to be a  nervy side which will not go far. The Cup holders went out first round, the Cup finalists (Portsmouth) went out next round. The Cup winners of two years ago may go out next round because if they beat our side 4-1 they beat nothing, and their manner of beating them was not clever. There was an amazing streak of fear running through the defensive trio that showed how great a chance Everton would have had if Dean had “hit” the first shot instead of kicking round the ball. It was a game of hits-and-misses; but Everton unfortunately were the main fault; if we except Stein and Sagar we do no one else an injustice by saying they played badly. 
KEY POSITIONS. 
If I were an Everton official, instead of a mere unauthoritative outsider, I should seriously consider whether the men who had been in training away from home should not in future tackle the golf-course of training.  It must keep men fitter and fresher than the Blackpool curriculum. Everton played like a “fat " side, mental and physical.  You only want three mornings of wet and your side is kept indoors and becomes heavy as lead. Everton played quite below their form.  They had three distinct spells when they threatened to go through with the job to on hand. The first was in the first moments of play; Blackburn were then shown up and proved to be a bad defending side, even to the point the unsettled goalkeeper. The second period came when Everton started the second half with shots from Rigby and Stein - they were welcome strangers and one imagined they would catch the feeling of attack in the remaining ranks of the side. No, Blackburn could have the tie for the asking. There was no heart or consistency in the side. .They played patchy stuff; the half-backs were minnows compared with Blackburn's torrents of fire and size; the backs were better. Yet when Everton were losing 3-1, Martin having cracked a good shot to goal, Blackburn became thoroughly nervy and beatable. Thus Everton cannot complain that they had no opportunity at three distinct phases of play. A goal or a smashing shot at goal at any of these periods, and the one side would have cracked. Mr.J.  Sharp (nowadays it is Sharp and Son,  as the Rugger boy has been allied to  the firm) said after Blackburn beat  Everton in a League , game, " The Cup-winners, gentlemen!' I disagree. After what I saw on Saturday I could not have Blackburn at any price. It is merely a view, and it is not wise to be dogmatic over a winning side which has beaten an admittedly bad side on the day's showing. It is luring one's self into a knot. However, I declare emphatically that Blackburn are not my choice. Their key position—half back—is marvelously strong. The difficulty they have to contend with is that their back division and goal-keeping effort may undo all they have done. 
SALESMANSHIP. 
Our good friends at Blackburn are good salesmen. They sold Campbell to Huddersfield and bought a Scottish rock in Imrie, a bundle of energy, muscle, and definiteness. He can make a good solo and wind up on the top note- a strong, well-directed shot. Blackburn also showed good judgment when they snatched Bruton, of Burnley from Everton’s grip. Bruton and Cunliffe walked through this game. Cunliffe, of Chorley, is a mere boy; they said he was lacking in inches. He has brains and uses them. Otherwise he could never have scored a final goal by the veteran method of drawing out the goalkeeper, feinting to pass to Bruton, then planting the ball into the goal net. Bourton had little chance at centre, good go-ahead player that he is, and McLean shot as I have never seen him shoot.  It was, of course, very hard football, and it had only one foul worthy the name.  Sagar was hurt in ten minutes by a Collison.  Few knew how it was done. Sagar was not near the ball when  he got his blow; so it simply could not be a fair proceeding, and some say if he had not been lamed he would have got  to McLean's and Bourton's goals.  I don't know; I do care, because the boy Sagar put up a mighty fine show to everything that came his way-he was a well-worked goalkeeper, whereas Crawford, unconvincing, was not trouble to the Everton forwards.  Is it that the forwards have lost the love, they had for shooting?  There is something radically wrong in the make-up of present day forwards that they cannot see the value of a first-time, well-delivered shot.  There is no suggestion that Everton can now concentrate on the League- that would be bunk and nonsense; they had to concentrate on that in any case! 
Swansea's chairman was present at the Everton game. It is a long midnight train from Liverpool to Swansea- leave here II o'clock, Swansea 8 a.m. Is there something moving in the "return" line for the transfers of McPherson and Williams? 

PRINCE OF CENTRES SPEAKS OUT. 
Liverpool Echo- Monday, January 27, 1930
The Cup defeat may be a god-send in disguise!  It is passing strange that our city clubs let us down year after year in this most pleasant-of-all chases after Wembley records. Shall we never see one of our sides there?  A hand to Blackburn and their officials  —Bob Crompton, Arthur Barritt, Messrs, Birtwistle, Dewhurst, Cotton, and company.  They were not unmindful of the blow they had delivered, and their judgment is such that they do not believe they have swans when there are geese about. Their former player and Everton former centre, Mr. Jack Southworth, was at the game, and his view was that:  “It was perfectly clean football, rather an object lesson compared with old-time Cup-ties, which became severe matters.  The speed of to-day made me wonder what a man like Jim Settle would do with his dribbling way, and would Edgar Chadwick manage to keep a place in this race business?  They were very clever, but to-day it is all progress in speed and thought; they go very fast, and mistakes are inevitable.  I was happy to be present at such a meeting of old friends and foes; and I think Everton suffered the fortunes of the game, which may push the finest team in the world into a losing vein.  The ball did not go their way; fortune did not go their way; and they did not make the turn of the game by their own game against three magnificent towers of half-backs.” 

• 8,000 Evertonians travelled to Ewood on Saturday

ROVERS FOR WEMBLEY ?
Athletic News - Monday 27 January 1930
Style That Wins Cup-Ties.
IMRIE’S MIGHT.
Blackburn Rovers 4, Everton  1
By Impressionist.
The Blackburn Rovers of this season, so far as the Cup matters at any rate, are an identical type to the team, in make-up and method, that won the trophy two years ago. There is many a slip, of course, but quite the Wembley trait appeared in the way they thrust and pranced through Everton’s ranks to a conclusive and unmistakably, merited victory. There is Just the danger that one may be over-estimating the Rovers’ strength through the sheer weakness of Everton. This was the worst display I have ever seen from representatives of the famous Merseyside club.
SAGAR’S BAD LUCK.
There is some extenuation in that Sagar, the goalkeeper, was damaged within five minutes. Following a shot going outside his right-hand post he came down heavily in a crash when he had no chance of getting to the ball, much less being in possession of it. Possibly, but for an obviously painful imp, he would have completed a superb piece of workmanship to save the first goal.  Still, but for Sagar, despite his disability, a wider margin would have been recorded. He was the giant among defensive dwarfs, the latter revealed in the mistimed tackles, from bad positioning and haphazard kicking of Williams, a loophole between the other back, Donnell, and his half-back McPherson, and an easily made breach down the middle. It must be acknowledged that this crude and panicky state was mainly brought about by the Blackburn forwards, sent up repeatedly by the half-backs, and careering like an avalanche. CRAWFORD SHAKY.
Again, the Everton forwards were in the grip half-backs who saw the move ahead and promptly throttled it. This department is the main rampart to the Rovers’ future in the competition, though others may not split quite so tamely upon it as Everton did. Baxter and Jones often misjudged the ball and sent it at weird angles. Indeed, even in the tension such an occasion there were inexcusable mistakes even to missing the ball completely when under no duress. Moreover, Crawford was so shaky in goal, patting the ball about—once the simplest of shots along the ground ran his body and nearly into the net—as to suggest that any reasonable amount of shooting by Everton would have been productive. True, they saw few chances,
BRUTON’S SKILL.
A clearer case for a penalty I have not witnessed than when Williams laid Bruton low as he was skipping into an unassailable scoring position. However, I hasten to add that this game was splendidly refereed. Directly, however, Puddefoot swept the ball through on the ground, and McLean, side-stepping, hit it hard and high. It was stopped by Sagar, but fell into the net to the goalkeeper’s right. Admirably served by Irvine, the best half-back, Bruton fairly waltzed his way through upon goal, as did Cunliffe in the second half. It was the latter’s cross which. Bruton head full tilt. Sagar knocked the ball out at close quarters, but Bourton snapped the rebound. Accordingly, the Rovers were comfortable in a first half lead of two goals, one shot at the goal and a wily header by Dean being the sum total of Everton’s effort in this period. For five minutes afterwards and a short period after their goal Everton flashed into practical and connected football. Still breaches in defence constantly appeared, the wings and especially Cunliffe being cool, calculating, and evasive
DEAN HELD.
He made the perfect goal, beeping the ball under control nearly half the length of the field and making a present to Bruton from his square pass. Martin reduced the arrears with a fine drive, but Cunliffe left half-back and back bewildered in another long course for goal where he stood calmly in front, of the keeper, and nonchalantly slipped it past him. Although the wing extremes were the shinging sights, the Blackburn forwards opened out in cohesive line; while the half-back tactics succeeded, whereby Imrie and Roscamp went up and Rankin held sway in the middle, so that Dean found little room and less support.  This was one of Everton’s darkest days all round.  Blackburn Rovers;- Crawford; Baxter, Jones; Imrie, Rankin, Rosecamp; Bruton, Puddefoot, Bourton, McLean, and Cunliffe.  Everton; Sagar; Williams, O’Donnell; Robson, Hart, McPherson; Critchley, Martin, Dean, Rigby, and Stein.  Referee; Mr. R.H. Woodward, Doncaster. 

CUP-TIE-LINES. 
Liverpool Echo - Tuesday 28 January 1930
Bee’s Notes
It is not beyond my province to bring in at this late hour the cup-de-luxe.  See below. 
Blackburn, by beating Leicester City, will make people jump to the conclusion that this is their Wembley year. After the game against Everton people said:  “This is the winning cup side." We who had seen the same game bad differing notions, drawn from the same football match, remember. However, I cannot see the Rovers defence good enough it is nervy and jumpy. Yet the defence was good enough to hold out against the known ability of the Leicester side yesterday—which is form of a special character and kind. Moreover the nineteen-year-old Cunliffe continued his string of scoring successes by taking a couple of goals.  The lad, as Mr. Bob Crompton said after the game, when chatting with writer and lack Southworth, plays as if he had been resurrected from the old stagers of thirty years ago. He is fast; he nips beyond a back, pushing the ball no more than a foot or so.  He does not employ the push-forward and run-around-the-back principle exploded twenty odd years ago.  He merely edges the ball upwards and then his centre is a length and strength of fine judgement, only varied by his occasional shot-and the little fellow who said to be “not strong enough for First division football,” lashes out at a great pace.  Blackburn now meet the Villa at Aston.  I don’t think they will get through that fence.  We shall see.  At this point, let it be known that I have a pouch found at Anfield.  It has no tobacco.  If the owner will call some morning for it he can have it. 

CHANGES IN EVERTON SIDE
January 29 th 1930. Liverpool Post and Mercury.
For Saturday's match changes have been made, Cresswell returning to partner O'Donnell in place of Williams, while Griffiths takes Hart place at centre-half back, and Dunn comes in for Martin as Critchley- partners, several of the players received knocks at Blackburn, Sagar being the greatest suffer, but he is ready to turn out again.
Meanwhile Sam Chedgzoy, the former English international and former Everton player, has been released from his contract by the Bedford Association F.C, with which he has been associated for the past four seasons, and for which he acted this season as captain and manager. Chedgzoy will return to England after making short visited to Canada.

THE STATELY SAM
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 29 January 1930
Bee’s Notes
A wire from America tell us Sam Chedgzoy, of Everton has been released by his Bedford club, and will be in England shortly, I doubt it.  Sam has a good appointment in America, apart from his football wage.  He has been playing as well as ever, according to the statement of one who saw much of him- Chris Harrington told me when he returned from the States that Sam chases up the wing with the same sure touch and fine football ability.  It will startle many peo0ple to know that Chedgzoy was reported to have been a visitor to Scotland, last summer, and that he came for the purpose of taking a player back with him.  His son is a player with the Everton club, chiefly with the A. team perhaps we shall hear these magic words “Sam, Sam, pick up thi’ musket.” 

THE LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 31 January 1930
A NEW SERIES
NO.4 – LARK LANE; A FLORENCE MAUBRICK ECHO
By Michael O’Mahony
Lark-lane is a fine name!  It not only sounds well; it positively wakes a sense of beauty.  To breathe the words or merely see them in print is to imagine a briary bye-way from whose grassy floor you gaze upward through murmurous boughs to catch glimpses of blue sky from which rains down rapturous floods of morning music.  Lark-lane, Liverpool, is not a bit like that now- more’s the pity – it has become a suburban thoroughfare gone shoppish and less acquainted with the song of larks than the hoot of the taxi or whir of the telephone.  As well as those solid signs of civilization, a post office and a police station, the Lark-lane doorways open to almost every modern of commerce.  The butcher and baker if not candlestick-maker are represented by more than one busy premises, chemists, florists, and tobacconists abound and I daresay if I tried hard enough I might find a black-smith’s shop.  But after all, this is doubtful, the place looks too new for it.  I have never yet seen a blacksmith’s forge which did not look to me well-seasoned and venerable, venerable somehow without an effort, while I feel that we have some centuries to run before we see above the disfiguring petrol pumps which soil our highways;-
“YE OLDE PETROLLE POMPE.”
It is not a long thoroughfare, and when you have reached the end of it, rather disappointed, perhaps, that a place with such an attractive name should excel in no more than what is of the street streety, compensation is not far to seek.  To your left, above a vista of trees, rises a graceful spire, which, beckoning, seems to say, “Behold in Linnet-lane a haunt which deserves its winsome title,” while beyond the imposing gates before you spreads down to its lake the undulating areas of Sefton Park. 
A SINISTER MEMONY
Still in the lane and not far from the park gates on the right stands the police station, and at its trim lintels, on one of which is carved the red rose of Lancaster, I remarked to a man who was working close to, that even a well-built lock-up might add to the amenities of a desirable district.  I think he was too earnestly engaged to pay much attention to me, but he said; “Sure.”  That police station holds one sinister memory for me.  Not many prisoners I suppose pass through its portals in a year.  I saw one I shall never forget, and who, in her day, was the storm centre of one of the greatest murder trials which ever thrilled England.  I was passing through the park gates one beautiful June evening, now more than thirty years ago, and saw in the near distance a cab drive slowly up the street.  When it stopped at the door of the station, from it, guarded by policemen, stepped down a slender figure, the golden hair of whose bowed head, glistened through the black veil which completely enveloped her.  I did not know then who she was, but next day the land rang with the name of Florence Maybrick. 
A LITTLE RETREAL
Off Lark-lane, but not of, it runs –or shall I say saunters –a little retreat, and which may be accepted as an instance of a neighbourhood reverting to type after a century of change.  The little backwater seems to be a miniature of what Lark-lane was like some time in the early years of last century.  Sandstone piers support a gate which looks as if it was last solemnly closed with the fall of the Stuarts, and inside is the rutty path on whose surface the cobble stones come up as in the causeway of a mountain village.  A line of tall poplars on either side guard this narrow entrance to “Hadassah- grove.”  The title is no misnomer.  Unlike so many places styled groves, and which never knew a tree, foliage is plentiful and nooks and crannies are littered with last year’s legacy of fallen leaves.  Railings, doorways knockers are like the tracery of the fanlights, all ante-Victorian.  After a few yards between the comfortable-looking old houses, the track turns an angle, and you find yourself in a cul-de-sac, where a still more secluded air prevails.  Carved stone doorways, which no doubt occasionally open into flowery spaces, are closed; it is as though you had reached the end of a cave. 
PEACE AND QUIET
In a sunny corner a plump cat sat blinking at the sunshine of a genial January, and pondering, perhaps, on the wickedness of people who keep birds in cages.  Except this drowsy-looking cat this place seemed devoid of life or movement; not a gate or doorway unclosed, no milkman or messenger intruded from a clamant world outside.  I could hear in the distance the ping of a cyclist’s bell, the softened thud of a butcher’s cleaver, and still further away in some side street, the wailing concertins of some sub-parapet musician, but within this place of fallen leaves the peace was as that of the tale of Innisfree.  That’s how Hadassah-grove looked when I first found it some seventeen years ago; that’s how it looked like yesterday.  Next Week; Leather-lane. 

STRUGGLE GAMES. 
Liverpool Echo - Friday 31 January 1930
By Bees
At Everton, they have always come to look upon their struggle games as big drawing games. When they were fighting against relegation, prior to the one-after-war-season-of-success, the gates touched record dimensions, as you may remember.  When Leeds came here to make a relegation battle there was a mighty crowd, and plenty of incident, including a penalty kick.  Tomorrow, Everton bring back Griffiths to centre half-back, much to Wales’s regret, and Cresswell at full-back.  There were inevitable changes in the side, and one hopes that in this game with Portsmouth we shall see a concentration upon practical football effort that will make the fineries of play a second part to the needs of the moment.  The position at Everton is very, very bad; it can be made good by taking home-points, these can come only through judgement and earnest endeavor, with no suggestion of the fanciful until the game is fully won.  Portsmouth are a better side than when Everton visited them early in the season.  Yet the type of game played by Everton against Derby County would surely be good enough to bring a victory; there was heartiness against a team three from the top. Repetition of such  form must make its mark and relieve  the tension. To-morrow's games are full of nerve-tension, and the team sheet of both our sides and that at Grimsby will he watched keenly.  At Goodison Park the eleven turns out, this way.—Everton; Sagar; Cresswell, O’Donnell; Robson, Griffiths, McPherson; Critchley, Dunn, Dean, Rigby, Stein.
Portsmouth have a tough half-back line, and in Eason,  a likely Scottish  international in due course, and jack Smith, not forgetting the forward man, and Cook the Welsh winger, they have a likeable side, which should never have been languishing at the foot of the ladder in the early part of this season.  I hope to see a home victory; I think I shall.
GOODISON MUSIC
Aigburth Silver Prize Band (conductor, Mr. H. Wearing); - March, “The Veterans,” Carter, overture.  “Boreacho,” Suppe Foxtrot.  “Painting the Clouds with Sunshine.  Bert Feldman; selection “Souvenir of the Opera,” Rimmer; cornet solo, “Smiling Irish Eyes,” Bert Feldman (Mr. J. Evans), foxtrot, “I’ve Never Seen a Smile Like Yours,”  Bert Freeman, march, Anglo-Oriental,” Hume. 
AN EVERTON CHANGE. 
Sagar, Everton will not be able to play to-morrow on account of injuries received in the Cup-tie, and d Davies will take his place in goal.