Jumpers For Goal Posts

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......footy was all there was to do for kids in 60s and 70s, you could play into the dark hours if you had a lamp post that hadn't been smashed.

On the subject of putting jumpers down it reminds me of a cup final my junior school got to at Penny Lane. The home of Liverpool Schoolboys, they put a tape across the posts because the cross bar was deemed too high for little uns. Nets, of course, were an absolute luxury.

Nobody, repeat nobody, was allowed to even touch the lamppost where we played night football...........
 

Haha this is exactly how i remember my childhood too! Mrs Taylor was the old lady at the end house. She was one of those really kind old ladies every kid loved and respected. She was stone deaf as well so everything was harmony. New family moved in and the father would go nuts. He definitely wasn't deaf! So Spot was replaced by 'kerby' until 4 kids turned up. The spoilt kid at the end of the street getting a casey but no one being able to play with it in case it got scuffed. So it sat on the pavement while a 2 aside match turned in to a 20 aside match. Then everyone getting called in for their tea. Getting your tea down your neck as quickly as possible so you could get out for the second half 'under floodlights' (or lamposts).

I was talking with my little brother about this and he remembers having to clear away the goalpost jumpers whenever a car came. Didn't always happen - cue getting told off by someone's mum. We revisited our old street (36 years later) and the street is full of parked cars with no kids outside playing. Bit sad really. People had cars when we were young but i don't think every family had more than one?
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http://www.liverpoolecho.co.uk/news/nostalgia/flashback-memorable-street-scenes-liverpool-3573445

and rules for Kerry if you've forgotten them :


http://www.streetgames.co.uk/games/ball/kerby
 
...in the street it was more about chalking a goal against a wall or having a convenient shape that resembled a goal. I remember walking to school and seeing every lamppost as a goal post and scoring a goal just inside it. Strangely, I'm the same now.
 
School playground bags,coats heaped into a pile -then, In a crazy. a gang of lads trying to hit the bags with tennis ball to claim a goal in a game of every lad for himself dribbling , tackling to score individual goals!
 
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There was a time I took a ball with me everywhere, just running along the street doing wall passes and dribbles.
I was the same desk,I carried a tennis ball,then a golf ball running to school with me as well working on the premise that if I could control/master them,a footy would be easymeat,didn't do me much good though,I never made the first team for the Toffs(n);)lol
 
The arguments we would have as kids on the local waste ground in a game were jumpers were goalpost cliaming the shot {if a goal post would have gone in off the jumper or coat for a certain goal etc!lol

You rarely see a waste ground these days.

When I was a kid they abounded.....the lasting legacy of the Luftwaffe and the urban clearances which gave rise to Skem, Runcorn, Kirbky et al as Dingle and Scotland Road were razed.
 

You rarely see a waste ground these days.

When I was a kid they abounded.....the lasting legacy of the Luftwaffe and the urban clearances which gave rise to Skem, Runcorn, Kirbky et al as Dingle and Scotland Road were razed.
Ever seen the "Golden Vision" play Khalekan?The 1960's were a bit before my time but there's scenes of the kids playing footy on bomb damaged wastelands.
 
I always remember the thrill of my first goal with proper nets,the whoosh as my, ahem "piledriver" from the edge of the six yard box;)lolhit the back of the net:)

Remember the first time I scored with nets and have never lost the love of hearing and seeing the ball hit the back of the net. As a kid in the 70s tranmere rovers used to train on the field near us and they'd carry goalposts onto the field. Bryan Hamilton was their manager and all the kids in our street were Evertonians. So after every training practice in return for us fetching the balls he'd give us all some training. One of the perks was scoring in the net before they carried the goals away
 
Remember the first time I scored with nets and have never lost the love of hearing and seeing the ball hit the back of the net. As a kid in the 70s tranmere rovers used to train on the field near us and they'd carry goalposts onto the field. Bryan Hamilton was their manager and all the kids in our street were Evertonians. So after every training practice in return for us fetching the balls he'd give us all some training. One of the perks was scoring in the net before they carried the goals away
Did you ask him if it went in off his hip or his chest?;):)
 

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