Great Reputations: West Ham 1963-66 – forever blowing bubbles

On the London Fenchurch Street railway line out to Essex there was a building that resembled a mill of some sort, alongside a canal. On the wall of this mill was scrawled, “West Ham United – World Cup winners 1966”. It may still be there today, but it’s doubtful given the amount of building and demolition that’s taken place in East London down the years. This short statement was the calling card of a club that provided almost a third of England’s most successful football team. The holy trinity of Moore – Hurst – Peters was as important to West … Continue reading Great Reputations: West Ham 1963-66 – forever blowing bubbles

Forget JT and Ferdinand, number six Bobby Moore was the man

When I was young, my mother used to threaten me with emotional blackmailing along the lines of “You’ll miss me when I’m gone” in order to get her own way. Naturally, most children, of any age, miss their parents when they’ve shuffled off the mortal coil, but much can be said for the dear departed Bobby Moore, who died 20 years ago. There’s been plenty of emotional and heartfelt tributes to the great number six of his, or any other, time in recent weeks. Never has posthumous praise been so lavish as it has been for England’s only World Cup … Continue reading Forget JT and Ferdinand, number six Bobby Moore was the man