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By Gordon Banks

For ten years Gordon Banks was once greatly stated to be the easiest goalkeeper on the planet, and, possibly, the simplest there is ever been. in addition to gamers like Bobby Moore, Banks was once first on Sir Alf Ramsey's teamsheet - England's #1 in either 1966 and 1970. yet in his leading, months after being named 1972 Footballer of the yr, it used to be all lower brief whilst Banks misplaced a watch in a motor vehicle crash. He defied scientific opinion by means of combating his long ago onto the soccer box finishing his occupation fidgeting with different legends like Pele, George top and Franz Beckenbauer within the fledgeling North American League. This booklet is the tale of a real English hero and an account of England's best footballing years.

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To watch a team called Millspaugh. I was standing on the touchline waiting for the match to start when the Millspaugh trainer approached me. ’ he asked. The Millspaugh goalkeeper hadn’t turned up. Would I fancy a game? My fatigue vanished and I immediately raced home to collect my football boots. The trainer gave me a goalkeeper’s jersey, but no shorts or football socks – the players, it seemed, provided their own. It was too late to go back now, so I played in my working trousers and everyday socks.

One day a falling brick gave me a mighty whack on the side of my head. I stopped midway down the ladder, blood streaming from a gashed temple. The brickie was very sympathetic. ’ he shouted. ‘What an effing scene ower nowt. ’ They were hard men and hard task masters, those brickies, but they had hearts of gold. Come pay day, many was the time the brickie would slip me a few extra bob out of his own pay packet, as a tip for having serviced him so well and helping him make his piece-work bonus. Like coal-bagging before it, hod-carrying made my upper body strong and muscular, while constantly running up and down ladders strengthened my legs.

The lack of variety was testament to the limited choice available in a country still struggling in the aftermath of rationing. The fact that I was never bored by the food placed before me just goes to show how clever Mam was at using the limited ingredients at her disposal. It is now a constant source of amazement to me that, with all her chores at home, Mam also had a part-time job as a cleaner-cum-cook up at the Big House, the home of the ‘well to do’ family of one of Sheffield’s lesser steel magnates.

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