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Summer Times is the Journal of the Old Scarborians Association

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There were some great players before my<br />

arrival at <strong>the</strong> school, most notably Ted Lester<br />

(<strong>of</strong> whom more later), Jack Pearson, who bat‐<br />

ted brilliantly for <strong>the</strong> town team in <strong>the</strong> pre‐<br />

war years, and John Temple, a slow left‐arm<br />

spinner who played for Yorkshire several<br />

times in <strong>the</strong> 30s.<br />

Players I looked up to as giants when I first<br />

became interested in cricket were Mick Her‐<br />

man, Bill Hume (a member <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> 1 st XI for a<br />

record five years), F. M.‘Tank’ Vokes, Bill<br />

Temple, Ken Newton and ‘Lit’ Horswood.<br />

The last <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>se appeared to me <strong>the</strong>n to be<br />

literally a giant. He seemed to be about seven<br />

feet tall, and brought <strong>the</strong> ball down from a<br />

towering height at what seemed to me, as a<br />

thirteen‐year‐old, an awesome pace. In <strong>the</strong><br />

1948 season, he took 68 wickets in 14 games at<br />

an average <strong>of</strong> 3.86, including 7 for 6 against<br />

Malet Lambert.<br />

Vokes, a left‐arm bowler <strong>of</strong> a more compact<br />

build and with an aggressive charge up to <strong>the</strong><br />

wicket, was also frighteningly fast, an excel‐<br />

lent batsman, and captained <strong>the</strong> 1 st XI in 1945,<br />

h<strong>is</strong> fourth year in <strong>the</strong> team..<br />

Newton was a superb all‐rounder with a clas‐<br />

sic fast bowler’s action and a thoroughbred<br />

batting style. When still in <strong>the</strong> fourth form, he<br />

played for <strong>the</strong> 1st XI and took 51 wickets in 14<br />

games at an average <strong>of</strong> 3.8, (including 6 for 5<br />

and 6 for 4 against Newburgh Priory). He was<br />

so good that, while still at school, he was said<br />

to have been invited to play for Yorkshire<br />

Colts, but was unable to do so, because Mars‐<br />

den wouldn’t let him take <strong>the</strong> time <strong>of</strong>f. I <strong>of</strong>ten<br />

wonder whe<strong>the</strong>r he later fulfilled h<strong>is</strong> early<br />

prom<strong>is</strong>e.<br />

Bill Temple I remember as a cultured bats‐<br />

man, and Herman and Hume were a very<br />

sound opening pair, who both eventually<br />

captained <strong>the</strong> side. Years later I had <strong>the</strong> great<br />

pleasure <strong>of</strong> joining Mick’s Queen’s College,<br />

Oxford, team as a guest player on <strong>the</strong>ir York‐<br />

shire tour. Hume I remember best for h<strong>is</strong><br />

extraordinary wicket‐keeping style. He stood<br />

sideways, facing first slip, and I have since<br />

32<br />

wondered how he managed to take anything<br />

down <strong>the</strong> leg side. Mick Herman remembers<br />

that he did stop a lot <strong>of</strong> balls with h<strong>is</strong> legs.<br />

These are players I remember from my early<br />

school days, but <strong>the</strong>re were o<strong>the</strong>rs who were<br />

also outstanding, but who didn’t seem to have<br />

reg<strong>is</strong>tered in my very junior brain. For in‐<br />

stance, Den<strong>is</strong> Saunders, a good batsman but<br />

more noted for h<strong>is</strong> footballing prowess, came<br />

on <strong>the</strong> scene in 1941, my first year at SBHS,<br />

and was captain in ’42, ’43 and ’44, having<br />

played for <strong>the</strong> first team for five seasons..<br />

Also in 1941, The Scarborian reported ‘Bill<br />

Foord bowled h<strong>is</strong> way through a glorious<br />

season, taking 50 wickets at a little over six<br />

runs each.’ He, <strong>of</strong> course, was a sixth former,<br />

and as a mere lower prep pip‐squeak, I didn’t<br />

see him play <strong>the</strong>n. But years later I had <strong>the</strong><br />

privilege <strong>of</strong> playing alongside him for Scar‐<br />

borough.<br />

I can see him bowling now. A tall, wiry fig‐<br />

ure, glasses glinting in <strong>the</strong> sun, <strong>the</strong> straight<br />

upright run, <strong>the</strong> ball clutched somewhere near<br />

h<strong>is</strong> midriff up to <strong>the</strong> moment before delivery<br />

when he stretched to <strong>the</strong> limit <strong>of</strong> h<strong>is</strong> consider‐<br />

able height before <strong>the</strong> full straight follow‐<br />

through <strong>of</strong> h<strong>is</strong> classic action. He was without<br />

question <strong>the</strong> finest bowler ever to play for <strong>the</strong><br />

town team, and few bowlers could swing <strong>the</strong><br />

ball extravagantly ei<strong>the</strong>r way at will as he did<br />

if <strong>the</strong>re was <strong>the</strong> slightest help in <strong>the</strong> seaside<br />

atmosphere. Not surpr<strong>is</strong>ingly, he had quite a<br />

few games for Yorkshire, and was at one time<br />

spoken <strong>of</strong> as ‘<strong>the</strong> next Bill Bowes’.<br />

I shall never forget my shock when, in a de‐<br />

scription <strong>of</strong> h<strong>is</strong> bowling in a county match, <strong>the</strong><br />

Yorkshire Post referred to him as ‘medium‐<br />

paced’. I have to say it never felt like that<br />

when I batted against him in <strong>the</strong> nets.<br />

Two more notable names, Albert Marston and<br />

Reg Atkinson, appeared in <strong>the</strong> 1 st XI report in<br />

The Scarborian in 1941. Albert was <strong>the</strong> wicket‐<br />

keeper and got a surpr<strong>is</strong>ing number <strong>of</strong> vic‐<br />

tims. Like Foord, he later played many sea‐<br />

sons for Scarborough. However, I have to say<br />

that, though he was a very congenial team‐

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