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Summer Times is the Journal of the Old Scarborians Association

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years, acting as a fa<strong>the</strong>r figure to a succession<br />

<strong>of</strong> grateful young players, and when he was<br />

too old for that he acted as <strong>the</strong> county’s scorer.<br />

Not many clubs can have had such a loyal<br />

servant. He was also a great all‐rounder. He<br />

was at one time <strong>the</strong> Borough’s regular goal‐<br />

keeper and was <strong>the</strong> town’s table tenn<strong>is</strong> cham‐<br />

pion.<br />

He was, and happily still <strong>is</strong>, a great sportsman.<br />

Of my immediate contemporaries, <strong>the</strong> most<br />

outstanding players were Eric Dixon, Peter<br />

Jackson and Brian Stockdale. Eric was a very<br />

good and very courageous wicket keeper. I<br />

have already mentioned h<strong>is</strong> standing up to Bill<br />

Foord in <strong>the</strong> Scarborough club nets, and I<br />

remember how he would stay close to <strong>the</strong><br />

wicket on <strong>the</strong> leg side even when <strong>the</strong> batsman<br />

was taking a big leg‐side swing. On one occa‐<br />

sion he was hit full on <strong>the</strong> head by <strong>the</strong> bat, but<br />

carried on playing in a blood‐soaked bandage.<br />

Following <strong>the</strong> game he played for Wilf Bar‐<br />

ber’s North Riding team. He, Horswood and<br />

Newton were invited to <strong>the</strong> Yorkshire nets at<br />

Headingley, as a prelude to probable selection<br />

for <strong>the</strong> Yorks Under 17 tour <strong>of</strong> Hampshire, but<br />

Marsden wouldn’t let <strong>the</strong>m have <strong>the</strong> time <strong>of</strong>f.<br />

Never<strong>the</strong>less, Eric still believed he could make<br />

a career in cricket, and decided to leave<br />

school after <strong>the</strong> fifth form. Unfortunately, <strong>the</strong><br />

Scarborough club never gave him <strong>the</strong> first<br />

team experience he needed to enable him to<br />

progress.<br />

Ironically, Brian Stockdale, was <strong>of</strong>fered a con‐<br />

tract by Yorkshire, but turned it down to pur‐<br />

sue <strong>the</strong> career he had started with <strong>the</strong> Forestry<br />

Comm<strong>is</strong>sion. In <strong>the</strong> h<strong>is</strong>tory <strong>of</strong> High School<br />

cricket, he was probably second only to Foord<br />

as a seam bowler, though not as fast and not<br />

able to move <strong>the</strong> ball out as well as in. Never‐<br />

<strong>the</strong>less, I have a d<strong>is</strong>tinct memory <strong>of</strong> h<strong>is</strong> turn‐<br />

ing me inside out when I batted against him<br />

for an RAF touring side that was playing Scar‐<br />

borough.<br />

Peter Jackson was probably <strong>the</strong> most effective<br />

school batsman <strong>of</strong> my generation. He had a<br />

35<br />

Bradman‐like ability to pull any ball that was<br />

a fraction short. And because <strong>the</strong>re were al‐<br />

ways plenty <strong>of</strong> short‐pitched balls in school<br />

cricket he amassed a lot <strong>of</strong> runs. He scored<br />

two centuries in 1951 (including 129 not out<br />

against Scarborough College) – something<br />

nobody else achieved for <strong>the</strong> school while I<br />

was <strong>the</strong>re, though Brian Moor scored at least<br />

one ton against us for <strong>the</strong> College.<br />

Peter was a very good captain, combining in<br />

h<strong>is</strong> second year (1951) what Mr Haigh de‐<br />

scribed as charm, sureness and firmness. He<br />

was also a d<strong>is</strong>tinctly br<strong>is</strong>k fast bowler, but<br />

unlike Stockdale did not get much lateral<br />

movement. He left our school in <strong>the</strong> sixth form<br />

when h<strong>is</strong> family moved to Hull, and he trans‐<br />

ferred to Hull Grammar. So we had <strong>the</strong> pleas‐<br />

ure <strong>of</strong> playing against him, and I remember<br />

being quite pleased to survive h<strong>is</strong> attack when<br />

I opened <strong>the</strong> batting, and was last man out<br />

with 38.<br />

Two o<strong>the</strong>r players who were immediate con‐<br />

temporaries were John Burden (whom I en‐<br />

vied for h<strong>is</strong> luck in living in North Marine<br />

Road right next to <strong>the</strong> cricket field gate) and<br />

Arthur Edwards. They had been very prom<strong>is</strong>‐<br />

ing colts, but <strong>the</strong>ir development was halted<br />

when – with <strong>the</strong> best possible intentions ‐‐ Mr<br />

Rossington promoted <strong>the</strong>m straight into <strong>the</strong> 1 st<br />

XI. Nei<strong>the</strong>r ever regained batting confidence,<br />

though Arthur put in what Mr Haigh de‐<br />

scribed as a wholehearted effort in 1951 as<br />

makeshift wicketkeeper, even if he was ‘as<br />

frequently puzzled by spin as <strong>the</strong> batsmen’.<br />

Peter Robson and Don Barnes had come to <strong>the</strong><br />

1 st XI in 1950, and in 1951 took 37 wickets<br />

each. Robson took eight wickets for just ten<br />

runs against Coatham. He ran in like a run‐<br />

away train, arms and legs p<strong>is</strong>toning rhythmi‐<br />

cally before firing <strong>the</strong> ball with a very fast<br />

arm. He was rightly feared by <strong>the</strong> Coatham<br />

batsmen, in particular – <strong>the</strong>y nicknamed him<br />

‘The Grinder’, and he was certainly <strong>the</strong> most<br />

destructive pace bowler <strong>of</strong> h<strong>is</strong> generation at<br />

<strong>the</strong> school. He was also an ebullient hitter <strong>of</strong><br />

<strong>the</strong> ball.

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