10 February 1951 Blackpool 2 Mansfield Town 0



NO TROUBLE THIS TIME!

Mansfield never look like winners

OUTCLASSED AND OUTPLAYED

Blackpool 2, Mansfield Town 0

By “Clifford Greenwood”

THE SPION KOP GATES WERE CLOSED AN HOUR BEFORE THE KICK-OFF AT BLACKPOOL THIS AFTERNOON.

SCORES OF PEOPLE, DOZENS OF THEM WEARING MANSFIELD TOWN'S DISCONSOLATE, BLUE AND AMBER, HUDDLED OUTSIDE THEM

At the other end of the ground for another quarter of an hour the east side turnstiles were still in commission. Then they closed.

It was "House full," with nearly 32,000 people in the ground with half an hour to go. Such is the magic of the Cup - the Cup which lured by coach, train and motor brake nearly 8,000 people from Mansfield.

Behind closed gates - gates outside which as early as 11 a.m. hundreds were waiting - Eddie Shimwell had a test, which he passed, and which allowed Blackpool to disclose the guarded secret that all week the full-back, hurt in the Stockport Cuptie, had been under treatment.

That enabled Blackpool to play a full strength team.

Mansfield moved the 32-year-old Syd Ottewell to inside-left, probably with a brief to shadow Stanley Matthews, and introduced for the first time Eddie Barks at outside-left.

FROST BEATEN

The 80 tarpaulin sheets which carpeted the pitch all night defeated the frost.

There was the familiar Cuptie hullabaloo and parade of mascots, nearly all of them in Blackpool's tangerine and white.

The "Atomic Boys" introduced new features, and the "Ten Old Faithfuls" marched with a board on which was printed 44 Mansfield for coal and boots" and "Blackpool for the Cup." Teams:

BLACKPOOL: Farm; Shimwell, Garrett; Johnston, Hayward, Kelly; Matthews, Mudie, Mortensen, Brown, Perry. 

MANSFIELD TOWN: Wright; Chessell, Bradley; Antonio, Grogan, Lewis; Coole, Reeve, Steele, Ottewell, Barks.

Referee: Mr. W. J. Edwards (Yeovil).

THE GAME

First half

Both teams appeared to a tumultuous reception, the Town led by their boy mascot, seven-year-old Peter Wright, son of the Mansfield goalkeeper.

Blackpool won the toss, and the Town defended the north goal.

With the new sector on the north-east corner of the Kop it was probably the biggest attendance ever at a football match in Blackpool.

It was soon obvious that Eddie Barks had been given the watching brief on Stan Matthews.

In the first minute the wing forward was at the England man's heels, and in the next 30 seconds, too, chased him three-quarters of the width of the field in the second of a couple of Blackpool raids which led nowhere.

MORTENSEN HURT

First major incident ended in a Blackpool casualty as Mortensen chased a half-hit clearance, collided with the man racing to meet him, fell, and for the next half minute was under trainer John Lynas' attention.

The Town were a little inclined to take the man instead of the ball.

It was, as I saw it, no deliberate offence on Mortensen which reduced the centre-forward to half-speed for a couple of minutes, but it was a deliberate case of obstruction which led to a free-kick in the fourth minute, and the free-kick cost the Town a goal.

The ball was punted down the left wing. Mortensen went after it, appeared to be hit in the face by a half-clearance, and fell again almost out for a count for the second time in four minutes.

MUDIE'S GOAL

Smallest man is the highest

Bill Perry darted on to the loose bait, left his centre-forward sprawling near him, and crossed a high centre.

Half a dozen men leaped at it - this perfect falling centre - and the smallest of the pack, JACKIE MUDIE, higher than all the others, headed fast into the roof of the net, with Dennis Wright impeded and unable to reach the flying ball.

Blackpool seemed to make a speciality of these early goals against the little teams.

Other goals threatened afterwards, with the Town retreating.

For a time, in fact, it was a carbon copy of the early minutes of the Stockport tie.

It was a duplicate even to the pursuit of Matthews everywhere by one man - this time a man numbered as a wing forward, but playing almost everywhere except at wing forward.

STERN TACKLING

The tackling of the Town's full-backs and half-backs was at times remorseless, but the Blackpool forwards continued to raid.

Nothing of any consequence happened until Shimwell volleyed a great clearance into the Mansfield goal area and Mortensen, leading at the flying ball, brushed it far away from the post.

It was not until the 14th minute that George Farm was in action.

Then, twice in rapid succession, he fielded the ball, the second time as one of the Town's half-backs punted forward haphazardly a pass which not a greyhound could have reached.

NO QUARTER

Smash-grab clearances on both sides

They were pulling no punches anywhere.

Twice Sam Chessell, the Town's right back, took the ball and with it nearly the man with tackles which had no compromise whatever in them.

And out on the other wing Shimwell went thundering into the fray again as a sort of attacking half-back, and with the second of two smash-and-grab clearances hit Lewis and felled him as if he had been struck by a pole axe.

It was still traffic all one way on the Mansfield goal. The Town, whose peculiar formation had left the front line with only four forwards and often with only two, could not build a raid at all.

It took Blackpool a long time, too, to build one with a discernible design in it.

Then Mudie glided a pass away inside the full-back, gave Matthews position to chase it and cross a centre which Mortensen, in a flying leap, headed high over the bar.

REFEREE'S REBUKE

There was one rebuke by Mr. Edwards for Syd Ottewell as Mudie fell under a tackle.

Twenty five minutes had

gone. It had been nearly all fire and fury, and not a lot of it football, with the Town, except for occasional fast forays by Billy Coole, almost completely outplayed.

There had been 10 free-kicks against the Town in the first 25 minutes, which was a lot too many, even allowing for all the excitement.

I saw Tom Garrett head away brilliantly one of the few passes which would have reached a Mansfield forward in a shooting position.

OFF TARGET

With the first half-hour nearly gone the Town's forwards were for a time in Blackpool's territory as they had never been earlier, but all that happened was a long-range shot by Lewis which was nearer a corner flag than a post.

Once young Perry "sold the dummy" superbly to his full-back as he took a ball thrown out to him by Farm, raced 40 yards, and crossed a high falling centre which a massed Town defence repelled.

Again, too, at the end of another raid, crumbling as it met the massed ranks in front of the Town's goal, Harry Johnston shot a couple of yards wide.

Nobody would accuse this match in its first 35 minutes of being a classic. The Town were a lot too destructive to permit it to be, though there was still menace in the infrequent raids of Coole, brilliantly as he was being watched and tackled by Tom Garrett.

TWO ESCAPES

Blackpool get to close quarters

Mortensen, leaping at one flying ball, headed it out of Wright's hands and away from a post.

In the next half-minute, with the Blackpool front line again at close quarters, a ball appeared to bounce the wrong way for Brown, with the Scot almost under the bar as a full-back, a split second late to him, brushed him off balance.

Yet, in the end with only three minutes of the half left, the Blackpool goal had the big escape of the half.

There was a free-kick for a tackle by Shimwell which sent Ottewell sprawling.

Lewis took it, crossed to an unguarded right wing a ball which Coole hooked back so fast that Farm appeared to lose it in a pack of men, fell, and was still on his hands and knees as Barks shot it back and hit a full-back in front of an open goal.

That cannoning ball could have gone in. Instead, it rose high, almost brushed the bar, and flew out for the first corner the Town had won during the half.

BROWN'S FIRST

Yes, however fantastic it would have been, it could have been 1-1. Instead, two minutes later, with only a minute of the half left, it was 2-0 for Blackpool.

Stanley Matthews was in the goal, as he is in so many.

This time he took a pass, sidestepped his full-back, found the character called an outside-left lurking behind the full-back, and eluded him, too.

In the end, the Town settled for a corner, and the corner cost a goal.

The ball ran loose from the flag.

Mortensen was on to it in an open space, shot against Wright who fell on his knees under the impact, and was still clawing at the ball as ALLAN BROWN ran into it and shot it over the line for his first goal in England.

Half-time: Blackpool 2, Mansfield Town 0.

Second half

A corner conceded against the Matthews menace in the first half minute and a couple of raids on the other wing opened the half for Blackpool and had the Town in an early retreat.

The retreat continued, too, with Mudie taking a pass from Mortensen with only four minutes gone, half-hitting his shot, and yet watching it sail out only inches away from the far post, with Dennis Wright hurling himself desperately across to cut it off.

There was scarcely a sign of a Mansfield forward line in these opening minutes of the half, with Blackpool pressing so continuously that there were times when Shimwell was up almost among the forwards.

Garrett made one great clearance the first time Mansfield attacked.

LEWIS LOB

From a free-kick Jack Lewis lobbed the ball into Farm's hands, but it was still seldom that Mansfield were over the half-way line in a raid.

Wright held Johnston's centre brilliantly, leaping over a pack of men to reach the flying ball a minute before Mortensen, urgently seeking his usual Cuptie goal, headed a left-wing centre down into the crouching goalkeeper's hands.

It was what they call typical Cup football.

Chessell fell after a raging foray in Mansfield's packed goal area and went limping over the line for repairs with 20 minutes of the half gone.

He was soon back, but still limping - and so to be frank, were one or two others, too many with no punches still being pulled anywhere.

Chessell took up a half-speed job at outside-right, which left the Town in a stranger formation than ever, with the other wing forward still playing almost as a full-back on the Matthews shadowing game.

Strangely, in this patchwork line-up the Town were in the game as they had not been for a long time earlier and won a couple of corners.

But it was only an interlude, and twice afterwards in rapid succession Brown created great raids which faded out inside shooting distance, the second in a demand for a penalty which Mr. Edwards refused.

BROWN SHOOTS

With only 15 minutes left it appeared, for all practical purposes, to be over. Yet still Blackpool raided and twice Brown shot as few people think he can shoot before Shimwell, becoming a forward again, released a thunderbolt of a shot which went skidding out by the far post.

Why, a couple of minutes afterwards, Blackpool were again refused a penalty when Matthews was almost forced off the ball with a man's hand in his face - it resembled a bit of free-style wrestling - I shall never know.

Not that it made any particular difference with the minutes which were precious to the Town ticking away, the Town could still not build anything of a raid with a promise of a goal in it.

All the time in the closing minutes the football followed its pattern of the entire afternoon, with Blackpool raiding almost non-stop.

The end came unlamented and inevitable.

Result:

BLACKPOOL 2, (Mudie 5, Brown 44)

MANSFIELD TOWN 0,


COMMENTS ON THE GAME

MANSFIELD TOWN had only a gambler's chance when this game opened.

The Third Division team had, in my opinion, no chance at all when it was presumably decided before the match to play a game which was based almost entirely on a smash and grab defence and a complete disturbance of the forward line to seek an answer to Stanley Matthews.

It reduced the Town to a force rocking backwards in retreat for three-quarters of the afternoon and with only a patchwork attack in front.

The Town, in short, were no head and all tail, were outplayed, outclassed and strictly never in the race at all.

It was no great game. In such circumstances it could not be.

It was notable chiefly for its fury and for the flashes of class in Blackpool's football which ultimately decided the fate of the Town, who had a goalkeeper never guilty of an error, two long-clearing full-backs, a centre-half who never gave an inch and little else except resolution which was too often unlicensed.

TOO FAST

Blackpool were always too fast and elusive on the flanks, where, by the way, Bill Perry had a great afternoon as a direct raider whenever passes reached them, and there can be no questioning the quality of Allan Brown as a footballer.

For the Blackpool defence it was almost a half-day holiday. Or it would have been if Garrett had not been allowed to reveal his class in his duels with the one Mansfield forward, Billy Coole, who had menace in him, and if Eddie Shimwell had not played the sort of game the day demanded.

The Town invited defeat by their tactics, but Blackpool, in any case, I think, would always have gone into the quarter-finals.








NEXT WEEK: A DATE WITH DERBY - AND A BEATING TO AVENGE

BLACKPOOL have the biggest defeat of the season to avenge - if they can - when Derby County come to the coast next weekend, writes Clifford Greenwood.

On September 30 last year the County won 4-1 at the Baseball Ground, and all four goals were scored by big strong Jack Stamps, the Derby inside-right, who ran riot on a day when in the centre of the County's front line the new England centre-forward, Jack Lee, was held.

The County have yet to win a postwar game at Blackpool, and, somehow, I cannot see the present in-and-out team - a team that has lost seven of its 13 away games - winning this one.

Not that there has ever been a lot in it when these teams have met beside the seaside.

It was 2-1 for Blackpool in the first after-the-war season, 2-2 a year later, 1-1 two years ago, and 1-0 last season, when, in a day of gale and tempest, one goal by Stanley Mortensen was sufficient to take both points.

Eighteen goals on tour indicate that the County still know the direct route to goal, even without Billy Steel, but the loss of 26 goals in those games shows that the defence is vulnerable and may have an unenviable afternoon against a Blackpool forward line scoring in the League these days as it has not scored since the first postwar season.

The experts will take Blackpool as a "1" for the coupons. The experts are often wrong, but I do not think they should be this time.



YES, HERE’S THE SECRET TEAM SPIRIT

And these are some of the men who have it

By Clifford Greenwood

A FOOTBALL MANAGER'S MAIL IS NOBODY'S BUSINESS - NOT EVEN, NOW AND AGAIN, 

Sometimes it is critical. Often it is scurrilous. There are times when it is both, and seldom that it is complimentary.

For that reason, if for no other, a letter which was addressed to Mr. Joe Smith, the Blackpool manager, this week, ought to be framed.

It was written by a man who watches Birmingham City whenever the City are at St. Andrew's and gives his allegiance to no other team.

Yet when he went to Villa Park last weekend and saw Blackpool win 3-0 he was so impressed by the team from Lancashire that he sat himself down and wrote a couple of half-folio sheets in praise of the 11 men in the team in general and one of them, Stanley Matthews, in particular.

There were all the old familiar phrases about the England wing-forward. "The greatest outside-right in present-day football"

... "A joy to watch whether he's playing for you or against you"
... "An object lesson, every time he plays, for every man in the game."

The truth of it

Mr. SMITH had read them all before. But, on his own confession, it was the last few lines which chiefly impressed him.

For the Birmingham correspondent concluded his letter, after expressing the hope that it would be Blackpool v. Birmingham City at Wembley this year, with these words:

"Yet, after all, the secret of your team's success, as I see it, is the will to win of every man in it, team spirit as it is called.

"That's the truth of it," said Manager Smith after he had proudly shown me this letter. "Two or three stars never made a team. It's nice to have them, but you'd never arrive anywhere unless you'd 11 men all playing not for each other but for the team."

The others

WHAT, then, about these others who complete the present Blackpool cast?

They require no unsolicited testimonials to their worth and talents. But this week it would not be ungracious to list them and their achievements.

There is George Farm, who, since he came from the Hibernian of Edinburgh, where he was one of five reserve goalkeepers, has not missed a game for Blackpool for two and a half seasons, and played this afternoon in his 116th successive League and Cup game for Blackpool. Not since George Mee had his famous innings of 222 matches as a Blackpool forward has there been such a sequence in the club's history.

The full-backs

THERE is Eddie Shimwell, the full-back who has never, except for Cupties, trained at Blackpool, has his training headquarters instead at Chesterfield, but has given a service to the Club since he was signed from Sheffield United late in 1946 which could not have had in it a greater loyalty if he had been born on the Bloomfield-road doorstep.

There is Tom Garrett, who in my opinion is one of the most accomplished full-backs who has not played for England.

That, assuredly, will be his destiny, even if he has to wait to prove that, good as he is as a left-back, he is a full-back of even higher qualities on the other flank.

In reserve

JACKIE WRIGHT has to play in Central League football today merely because the "house full" notices are up against him in the First Division team's defence, not because he cannot make the First Division grade.

Johnny Crosland, too, the only product of Fylde playing fields in the team, has captained a Central League championship team for the club, has played 75 per cent of his football since he became a professional for the second team.

Yet when a centre-half was required for the England "B" team's tour of the Continent last close season, it was for this ex-Fleet Air Arm pilot that the selectors sent at short notice.

Unlucky day

ERIC HAYWARD is another great clubman.

It is my opinion that the most unfortunate day in this centre-half-back's career was when he was hurt in the famous - or should it be infamous? - Wolverhampton Wanderers Cuptie last season.

He should have played that day for the Football League. If he had been in that representative team and escaped the casualty list, it is probable that, as second in the line of succession to Neil Franklin, he would have become England's centre-half when the Stoke man went to Bogota.

Fine tackier

HUGH KELLY - everybody, or nearly everybody who is uncharitable, talks a lot about the passes of his which go astray, but forget his strength in defence - and there are few finer tacklers in the game.

He has been nominated for a Scotland shadow team, which indicates that he is above the common class as a wing-half, and he is still one of the only two men who have never missed a game for Blackpool this season, which indicates that the Blackpool selectors still have plenty of faith in him.

There is Jackie Mudie, unknown in first class football a year ago, still only 20, informed, by the way, only last weekend, that his deferment from the Services as an apprentice painter ends in April.

Best partner

TOO many of Mudie’s passes in recent games may have been telegraphed, but he has still made the best partner for Stanley Matthews that the wingman has ever had at Blackpool, and his present total of 12 goals in the First Division has not been equalled since the war in any one season by any Blackpool forward except Stanley Mortensen.

And there is the other 20-year-old “ babe ” of the team, too, Bill Perry, who landed from South Africa, a boy of 19, in October, 1949, which is only 16 months ago, had never played in mud. never played on a field rutted by frost, and yet today is established in the highest grade of the game in this country.

Army’s choice

THERE have been others in the team and out of it and seldom letting it down.

One cannot catalogue all their names. Except this week to mention one, Ewan Fenton, who is away on his Army service now - a wing-half who was nearly all the time a reserve at Blackpool and yet already has been chosen to play for the Army against Queen's Park Rangers in London this afternoon and against the French Army at Lille today week.

It is the misfortune of all these men, even if they never seem all that depressed about it, to be playing in a team which has several famous characters in it.

Then and now
BLACKPOOL’S comparative League records last season and this season:
Goals

                  P  W  D  L  F  A  Pts
1949- 50 . 28 13 10 5 36 22 36
1950- 51 . 28 11   8 9 52 40 30




TITLE DEEDS AGAINST VILLA

IF Blackpool only played Aston Villa every week they would soon win the title of League champions. This is their record in postwar matches with the Villa:

Goals

P W D L F A Pts. 

10 7 3 0 15 4 17

Three points only lost - and not one game - in 10 successive fixtures. And Stanley Mortensen has scored in seven of those 10 games.

So if the Villa have a bogey team it is, obviously, Blackpool. And if the Villa have a bogey man it is no less obviously Mr. Mortensen.

Yet it was all so different before the war.

In eight prewar matches between the clubs in the First Division the Villa lost only one, and in those eight games scored 29 goals, an average approaching four a match.

And it was at Villa Park that Blackpool lost the 1944 War Cup Final.

Blackpool seem to have been getting a little bit of their own back ever since.

***

WAITING FOR IVOR

MISSING from the cast at Villa Park last weekend was the Villa captain and Welsh international Ivor Powell.

They are impatient for his return but, I was told, it may still be a week or two before he is fit to take their field, is still nursing a knee which at one time caused a few grave shakings of heads all the Park.

Ivor introduced himself to Blackpool football during the war, married a Blackpool girl - one of the daughters of Tommy Browell - and has still an affection for the Blackpool club which is a legacy of those war years.

A great clubman is Ivor Powell - and a grand sportsman, too.

***

Pleased the experts

IN the cast of the star match of last weekend - Hull City v Blackburn Rovers - Neil Franklin's first match in England since the Bogota incident - were two men who have played in Blackpool's postwar team, writes Clifford Greenwood.

Both were at Wembley in 1948.

In the Hull goal was Joe Robinson, who is now first selection for the position in the team that Raich Carter has built.

In the opposing Rovers' defence was Ronnie Suart, a full-back who is now established in first-class football again.

Both were given credits by the tribunal of experts attending the game.

And the experts almost unanimously decided that once he has accustomed himself to the pace of the game again Neil Franklin will soon be challenging for the England centre-half position.

Will he play there again? Time alone can tell.

Should he be asked to play? If he deserves the honour it should be given him. He has expiated his offence, and that should be the end of it.

***

THE LAST GOAL OF A GOAL-MAKER

WHEN did Stanley Matthews last score for Blackpool? Not when did he last make a goal - for he makes one - or two - or three every week.

The last time he shot a ball past a goalkeeper in a Blackpool match was at Villa Park on New Year's Day, 1949, when Blackpool won 5-2, and the maestro ran half the length of the field on his own before lifting a lobbed shot over the deserted goalkeeper's head.

His last goal at Blackpool was against Wolverhampton Wanderers as long ago as September 11, 1948.
Over two years - and not a goal. But who's complaining? Not this writer.

***

BLACKPOOL could have a succession of home games now. I said "could have."

There is this afternoon's Cuptie. Derby County are the visitors next weekend. If the Cuptie has been won there could be another one at home - again I said "could be" - the following week in the quarter finals, and a week later Portsmouth, the League champions, are the visitors to a ground where a Portsmouth team have never won since the war.

There could, therefore, be four in succession, including this afternoon's match, and, in fact, Blackpool's only away fixture until the Saturday of the Easter weekend could be a visit to the Hawthorns for the return with the Albion on March 10.

***

ENGLAND'S amateurs may have won without W. J. Slater - a flu casualty - against Ireland last weekend. But the odds are that the Blackpool inside forward will still be in the show match of the year in the amateur game - the England-Scotland game at Hampden Park on April 7.

The critics still rate him as the best inside man among the Great Unpaid in present-day football. Bill would blush to be so described. But can you think of a better?

What his future in football will be when he completes his present physical instructor's course at Leeds in the summer nobody knows. But if he has an appointment within measurable distance of Blackpool he will always be there to play for his first club whenever he should be required.

"Blackpool still comes, and will always come, first," he told Manager Joe Smith the other day.

***

Not sweeping enough

WHEN did Blackpool last win the sweep? I asked the question on this page last week, writes Clifford Greenwood, rejected several high scores and settled at last on the 15-3 game with Tranmere Rovers in 1942.

Now I learn from Mr. Reg. S. Houghton, of Grange Park, Blackpool, that those 15 goals were not at the top of the list on the day in question. For Portsmouth won 16-2.

I give up!

***

Not one in the Cup against Blackpool

FREDDIE STEELE - "Mr." Steele these days as Mansfield Town's manager - had scored four goals in nine games against Blackpool for Stoke City in postwar football before this afternoon's Cuptie.

And three of the four were scored at Blackpool, two of them in a Christmas Day match in 1947 when the City won 2-1 and the centre-forward was playing his first game after a long absence on the casualty list.

But he never, in spite of reports to the contrary, scored a Cuptie goal against Blackpool.

He was not in the team that defeated Blackpool at the Victoria Ground 3-0 in 1934 - but, for the record, Stanley Matthews was, and, which was nearly a record, he shot the first goal of the three.

Nor was Freddie Steele in the marksmen's list in the two 1948 ties, either. Frank Mountford converted a penalty for the City in the first game and George Mountford won the replay.

Now a few of you can begin paying out!

***

WHEN OTTEWELL PLAYED FOR BLACKPOOL

ONE of the Mansfield Town forwards at Blackpool this afternoon - and it was not Freddie Steele - was on not entirely unfamiliar territory.

Thirty-two-year-old Syd Ottewell had a game or two for Blackpool's all-star eleven in wartime. I was glancing this week at the wartime records in Blackpool. 

Among the guests in the first two seasons of the war were Alf Pope of the Hearts, Ivor Powell of Queen's Park Rangers, W. Whittaker, centre-half of the crack amateur team, Kingstonian's, Stanley Matthews of Stoke City, Ronnie Dix of the Spurs, Alec Stevenson of Everton, Eddie Burbanks of Sunderland, Cyril Jones of Birmingham, George Mountford of Stoke City, half a dozen famous Scots from the Edinburgh and Glasgow clubs, Old Uncle Tom Cobleigh an' all.

If they couldn't have made an all-conquering team out of such resources it would have been surprising. It was not surprising. They made such a team.




SUPPORTERS MAY BRANCH OUT

ONE of the Blackpool Football Supporters' Club's major problems is how to keep in touch with the many members on the Kop and east side.

It is hoped that when the ground improvements are completed the club may have accommodation around there and so keep the members up to date with club affairs, writes "J.M.S."

A suggestion of particular interest to members living out of town has been made to the committee.

Ideas wanted

THESE branches would be run as separate entities within the general structure, each being responsible for its own affairs, yet working in concert with the club as now formed.

What is wanted from members in the outside areas is help in the form of suggestions or ideas. A line should be sent to the hon. secretary, Mr. C. A. Hay, 10 Swanage-avenue, South Shore, or letters may be left at the hut. Subscriptions are coming in steadily. Have you renewed your membership?


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