all weekend, so when on the Monday morning he received a message that he had to report to the rugby master in the gym his expectations were high.
What could it be? Was he to be made the Bantams captain? Or perhaps he was being promoted and would be playing in the Under-16s the following week? Or maybe house colours were to be awarded; at the very least a quarter star.
It was none of these. As he entered the gym Dicko reached for his cane, and very swiftly set about giving Harvey a very hard four strokes on the hands.
With his fingers swelling Harvey gasped: ‘But why, sir? What have I done?’
‘What have you done, boy?’ bellowed Dicko. ‘What have you done!! I don’t mind you beating inferior opposition. But to ask your team-mates only to touch down between the posts, thus colluding with them to beat two or three players after having crossed the line and so humiliate the opposition is ungentlemanly conduct, and quite unacceptable in the game of rugby…’
Footnote: Of that team of fifteen Bantams, four players, including Harvey, went on to play representational senior rugby for either England or Lancashire, while a further three turned professional on leaving school and played Rugby League for St Helens, Widnes and other Lancashire clubs. Some team!
HENRY COOPER
Sir Henry Cooper OBE KSG held the British and Commonwealth heavyweight titles from 1959 to 1970, and was also three times European heavyweight champion. His left hook, known as ‘Enery’s ‘Ammer’, was a feared weapon, which put Muhammad Ali on the canvas for the first time ever, in 1963.
I was driving my car accompanied by my former manager, Jim Wicks (who was at that time about 17 stone) and my twin brother George, when a gentleman on a bicycle suddenly pulled out in front of me. As he did so, I quickly braked, but unfortunately he fell off his bike.
I pulled over to see that he was not hurt, and wound my window down to ask if he was OK. He came over to me and gave me a right back-hander. With that, Jim Wicks, my brother George and I all got out of the car and looked at the gentleman, who must have weighed about 8 stone. He looked at me and said, ‘You think you’re brave, just because there are three of you!’
BOB COTTAM
Hampshire, Northamptonshire and England fast bowler, who took 9 for 25 against Lancashire at Old Trafford in 1965, then the best bowling figures by any Hampshire player.
Imagine the scene – a beach bar in Barbados. The England Under-19s are touring and the sun is setting. It is a most beautiful evening.
The barman had only one arm, having lost the other in a motorcycle accident, but he mixed wonderful cocktails, and was extremely efficient and quick. Just as we began our meeting, one of the lads sank back in his chair, stretched out and said, ‘This must be paradise. Most people would give their right arm to be here.’
Eventually the barman saw the funny side too.
During my first year at Hampshire, I was batting in the nets and an old guy in a flasher’s raincoat and trilby hat kept commenting on my technique, or lack of it. As I replaced the off-stump for the umpteenth time, I was awaiting his comment. Sure enough, he didn’t let me down.
My response was to tell him to eff off, at which point he informed me he was Harry Altham, President of MCC and Hampshire. I spent the next week picking up paper under the seats.
How times have changed.
STEPHEN COVERDALE
Chief Executive of Northamptonshire CCC from 1986 to 2004
I was playing golf with a friend who has a reputation as a man with an eye for the ladies, and who really fancies himself as a golfer. He was playing badly. The more he tried, the worse he got, and the more his temper increased. Off the 17th tee, he pulled his shot far left, fully 50 yards out of bounds. Furious, he put a second ball down, and gave it an almighty whack. That ball he sliced horribly; it hit a tree and rebounded way, way out of bounds to the right.
Immediately he pulled out another ball, but before he took his next attempt, I thought I would calm him down with some advice.
‘Slow down. Take it gently. Imagine you’re making love to your secretary.’
Back came the immediate response, ‘How the hell do you think I can hit a golf ball with a paper bag over my face!’
CHRIS COWDREY
Son of Colin, Chris Cowdrey captained both Kent and England at cricket. In a first-class career stretching from 1977 to 1992, he scored over 12,000 runs and took 200 wickets. He is now a cricket journalist and broadcaster.
You will probably be aware that between my father Colin and me, we captained England on 31 occasions. I can’t remember the exact split, but I seem to recall that he was around the 30 mark.
JOHN CRAWLEY
Cambridge University, Lancashire, Hampshire and England batsman, who made his Test debut for England in 1994.
The setting is a post-season tour to Jersey with Lancashire. It was a very friendly game, during which Andy Flintoff got hit in the private parts, obviously without a box on. He was carried off, and in the privacy of the dressing room used a pint glass to soothe the affected area.
It was a very hot day and Gary Yates had been batting a long time. He was finally out, and on his return to the pavilion, immediately looked for refreshment. Dressing rooms being what they are, everybody pointed him in the direction of the offending pint glass. He supped the whole lot down. The dressing room erupted with laughter and sniggering. Gary’s reaction is, unfortunately, unprintable.
ROBERT CROFT
Glamorgan and England cricketer, off-spinner and useful lower order batsman, who has played more Tests for England than any other Glamorgan player.
Hugh Morris (while captain of Glamorgan CCC) and Graham Gooch were interviewed about their hopes for the 1993 season.
Hugh’s hopes were to score 1,000 runs, for Glamorgan to finish tenth in the County Championship, tenth in the Sunday League, and to reach the first round of the Nat West and Benson and Hedges Cups.
Graham’s hopes were for 1,500 first-class runs, 1,000 Test runs in the calendar year, 35 first-class wickets, not to mention Essex winning the County Championship and the Nat West Cup, finishing in the top three in the Sunday League, and reaching the final of the Benson and Hedges Cup.
He added, ‘I’m also feeling very fit and hope to do the London Marathon in under three hours.’
The interviewer then said, ‘Isn’t that a bit optimistic, Graham?’ to which Graham replied, ‘Well, Hugh bloody started it!’
BARRY CRYER
Comedian, star of BBC radio’s I’m Sorry I Haven’t A Clue, comedy script writer and brilliant after-dinner speaker.
My membership number of the Lord’s Taverners is 1066, so I hope I can be allowed an archery story.
The night before the Battle of Hastings, King Harold was inspecting his archers. He painted a target on a barn door, and told his archers to demonstrate their prowess. The first bowman fired an arrow and pinned a butterfly to the barn door in the middle of the target. The second threw a clod of earth in the air and pierced it with three arrows before it too was pinned to the door. The third fired, missed the barn door, and everybody was forced to duck when his arrow ricocheted off a tree.
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