Was reading something and came across the name Raich Carter. It reminded me of when I played for Leeds United Colts in the early 1950's (I was 16/17 years old) Raich Carter was manager of Leeds United. My Dad's job had moved us to Leeds from Liverpool in 1951. Raich Carter was one of the big name players before and after the war. He was a very dapper man, smartly dressed and with silver hair. The Colts team had an important cup game and the ex player, Harry Derbyshire, who ran the Colts told us that Mr Carter was coming in to give us a pre-match talk. We waited with bated breath. He came in. Camel hair overcoat with a velvet collar, white silk scarf, immaculate silver hair. He looked around slowly and finally spoke. 'I don't want to see any sliding tackles today, you play football on your feet not on your arse'. Then he was gone. I never saw him again.
I can't remember if I've posted this before? If I have, apologies.
