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I was named after a speedway rider, Wimbledon captain
Norman Parker, so I guess you could say that speedway has
always been in my blood. My father and older brother used
to go to Harringay in the late 40s, but I was considered
too young to brave the London elements so had to be
content with hearing about the matches. I continued to
take an interest in speedway via newspapers and
television and often, on my bicycle at the age of 7 or 8,
would pretend to be Split Waterman or Aub Lawson. By the
time my parents considered me old enough to go to
speedway there was only one track left in London,
Wimbledon, but that was too far away from our Hackney
home to get to by public transport.
By 1960, three things had changed: 1. My dad had bought a
car 2. He had started buying the Evening News 3. New
Cross had re-opened. In those days the Evening News
regularly had speedway reports and also printed the
programme for the forthcoming evening’s racing at
Wimbledon and New Cross. One day in May 1960, I saw the
programme for that night’s racing at New Cross and
asked my dad if we could go. He agreed we could. And so
on 11 May 1960 we made our way to New Cross via Mile End,
the Rotherhithe Tunnel and the Old Kent Road and I found
myself sitting below the main stand almost opposite the
starting gate waiting for the evening’s racing to
begin. I was 12 years old.
That evening’s match was New Cross v. Norwich. The
New Cross team was captained by Split Waterman with the
rest of the team being Jimmy Gooch, Leo McAuliffe, Bobby
Croombs, Eric Williams, Derek Timms, Tommy Sweetman and
Reg Luckhurst. Amazingly the very first race I ever saw
pitted my two boyhood heroes, Split Waterman and Aub
Lawson against each other. It resulted in a victory for
Aub. That night Aub Lawson and Ove Fundin were almost
unbeatable for Norwich and scored 16 paid 17 and 18
respectively. Between them they scored 34 of
Norwich’s 42 points. But it wasn’t enough to
beat New Cross and MY team, as the Rangers had now
become, won their first official fixture of the year,
having lost their first 5 including two at home.
I said Lawson and Fundin were almost unbeatable because
in heat 10, Jimmy Gooch managed to beat Lawson to the
biggest cheer of the night. Goochie instantly became my
favourite rider and stayed that way until I was forced to
support West Ham in 1964 following New Cross’s
closure. I remember that the biggest incident of the
night came in Heat 15, the nominated riders’ heat.
When it was announced that New Cross’s pair would
be Split Waterman and Eric Williams there was a lot of
booing. Not only had Goochie beaten Lawson, but he was
the Rangers highest scorer of the night, having scored 10
to Split’s 6 and Eric’s 8. However, there was
some poetic justice when Split fell and injured himself
in an unsatisfactory start and Jimmy was allowed in to
replace him. He duly came third, beating Williams. For me
it was a night to remember as my first visit to speedway.
And here I am still a supporter 44 years later.
Norman Jacobs
I remember attending with my parents viewing from a
pram in the early 50's, then nothing until 1959 when they
re-opened. Being now 10 I was excited at the prospect of
seeing and 'smelling' speedway again. When they reformed
the team in 1960 after those few meeings in 1959, I was
over the moon.
One day, I was going to Goddards pie and mash shop in
Deptford for my lunch, I walked by an entrance to
Sweetmans garage and noticed a couple of speedway bikes.
I walked in to look at them and when a guy came out and
asked me what I wanted I asked, "can I have a job
cleaning them". The guy was Ken Brett an ex West Ham
rider but now a tuner and co-promotor at New Cross. I got
the job cleaning the bikes after school for 7 shillings
and six pence a week. Which in todays money is about
35p!
I then got to help Ken strip the bikes down and then in
time to assist him rebuild them. I got to know the riders
very well like Split Waterman, Doug Davies, Leo
McAuliffe, Ronnie Moore, Cyril Maidment Colin Goody,
Barry Briggs etc. The riders would take me to the
meetings, and I was 'fuel and oiling'. Often I as getting
home in the early hours. Fortunately, my parents did not
seem to mind. When they re-opened (again) in 1963 this
time in the provincial league, I got to help Bobby
Dugard. I was also 'in charge' of Split's bike and
actually in the pits for finalist Leo McAuliffe, at the
World Final at Wembley in 1963. Great memories.
Jim Blanchard