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The Game that Got Me Hooked

In another instalment of our irregular feature, Trust member Dale Hurman tells us about the game that made him a Wanderers Nut .

My name is Dale and I am an addict. There I said it. They do say the biggest battle is admitting you have a problem, and I do have an addiction. Although Shakespeare first used that word in the first scene of Henry V, it only become more widely used at the start of the last century and particularly in relation to opium. I suppose when most people think of addiction they think of drugs, or alcohol. But I have an usual addiction, albeit one that is far from unique. I am addicted to football. There are a few things I have a psychological dependancy on. Music certainly. Women, well let's not go there. But football, I just can't get enough.

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Trust Enjoys A Question of Sport

Around 140 Wanderers supporters and friends gathered for the club’s A Question of Sport on 26th March and nearly 60 of those were members of the Trust. A good time was had by all, with two teams battling over 10 rounds. The football team comprised Peter Taylor, Matt Bloomfield and , John Mousinho, while a media team comprised Alan Parry, Chris Hollins and Trust Vice-President Bill Turnbull.

Peter Taylor’s football team led from the start and held the lead until round 8, but Chris Hollins, taking a leaf from his father’s John’s book, won the keepy-uppy and the top spot went to the media.

The 10 rounds were based on the well known TV programme but with a football/WWFC slant. The What Happened Next? round had an simple shot of a build up and the action was held at the point where a player in the penalty area was laying a pass back. Chris Hollins had the audience in fits with his description of a streaker appearing, the more we laughed the streaker developed into a really glamorous blonde. Then the truth was shown. Yes, it was a well endowed blond female streaker and her shot screamed into the top of the net. Peter Taylor tried to sign her immediately, but realised that the window had closed.

In the Who said this? round, quotes from Alan Parry and Peter Taylor were given a suitable hearing and in reply to the question, “Who said "I owe everything to my parents, especially My Mother and Father"? John Mousinho was one of the options and he admitted that it was him after the opposing team had incorrectly selected an alternate choice. He was wrong – apparently it was Greg Norman.

All in all, a great night, and if it is repeated, book early, as it’s sure to be a sell out.





Report courtesy of Reg Rundle

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Bill is a Winner - Could You Be Next?

Saturday’s game against Accrington saw Wycombe Wanderers Trust President, Karen Adams, present the prize for the first Wycombe Wanderers Trust monthly draw. Karen presented Trust member Bill Edwards with a signed Scott Shearer shirt on the pitch before the match.

Bill and granddaughter Ellie (centre) receive Scott Shearer’s shirt from Karen Adams and Trust Chairman Francis Glenister
Bill and granddaughter Ellie (centre) receive Scott Shearer’s shirt from Karen Adams and Trust Chairman Francis Glenister

Bill was delighted to meet Scott after Wanderers 2-1 victory for a chat and a photo.


Francis, Bill and Karen with Scott Shearer

All Trust members are automatically entered into the draw. Why not join up to give youself a chance of winning the next tremendous prize. You can join up for only £10 a year, at:

http://www.wycombewandererstrust.com/page/membership/

Or e-mail secretary@wwst.org

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The game that got me hooked – FA Trophy Final, 1991

Trust Director Maria Edwards writes about the match that started it all for her

When I was asked to write this article, I knew exactly which game I would refer to; the 1991 F A Trophy Final, Wycombe Wanderers v Kidderminster Harriers.

Although it was that game which started my fascination with this team I have come to love, it would be unfair not to give a little bit of credit to the game which first made me think I might quite like the world of football. Strictly speaking, I don’t think there was actually one game, but the Italia ’90 World Cup as a whole. I guess coming from half an Italian family helped, as did Paul Gascoigne crying live on television! But whatever it was that did it, the summer of 1990 led to my association with “the beautiful game”.

The next year proved to be rather disappointing for me and my new-found love; female, aged 11 and unable to get to games unaccompanied, I was forced to follow my adopted team, Tottenham Hotspur (well, they did have Gazza and Gary Lineker after all!) from the rather uninspiring setting of the family living room.

However, things started looking up when, after much persuasion my dad agreed to take me to a match. I don’t think a trip to White Hart Lane would ever have materialised, but then the perfect opportunity came along; it was May 1991 and local team Wycombe Wanderers had made it to the F A Trophy Final at Wembley Stadium.

I have some rather bizarre pre-match memories. For some reason, collecting the tickets from the travel agent (I think) at Hazlemere Crossroads stands out most! Anyway, however we happened to get the tickets, there I was taking the train to Wembley with all those thousands of others for my first live football match.

I hope you're not expecting to read an account of the game, which moves and players won the match; to be honest I'm not sure I can recall any of it (well, I am only a girl after all!). My dad allowed me to buy a scarf and programme to remember the day by, both of which I still have at home with my ever-increasing collection of Wycombe memorabilia; just imagine 17 years' worth of replica kits and match day programmes and you'll get the idea!

To be honest though, I needn't have spent any money on souvenirs; being at the game provided enough memories to keep me going whilst I pestered my dad to take me to another game, then another and finally to buy me a season ticket. It also started what I intend to make a lifelong association with the club.

I guess in some ways I was lucky that my first game was such a huge occasion, and a successful one at that. It was easy for me to get hooked; who wouldn’t want to be a part of something so amazing?! I have much more admiration for a friend of mine who has remained a committed supporter despite her first game being the 5-2 home defeat to the team we don’t like to mention during the 1993/94 season. I can only conclude that Wycombe Wanderers must have some special magic that keeps drawing people back match after match, year after year, and even decade after decade.

So there you have it; that’s how my addiction started. How about yours?

Maria Edwards
Posted 22nd January 2009

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A Game That Changed My Life

In the first of a regular feature, long-time Wanderers supporter, Trust member and President of the Official Wycombe Wanderers Supporters Association, Andy Worboys tells us about the game that got him hooked on the Chairboys.

November 21st 1970 goes down as one of the most significant days of my life. No, not the day I got married, nor the day either of my daughters was born (nor me for that matter!) but the day my father and uncle decided to take me and my cousin to a football match. Having been brought up in Farnham Common, we moved to Knotty Green in 1968 and my uncle’s family were over for the week-end. Before their night-long card games and demolishing bottles of Bacardi, they decided it would be a good idea to find a match to go to (my uncle was and still is an Arsenal shareholder and needed his Saturday fix).

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Football in Sands Before Adams Park

In the 1950’s life in Sands was somewhat different from today. With two post offices, a dairy, newsagent, butcher and greengrocer, a hardware store, a garage with mechanics who had grease on their hands from repairing cars, a police house and a “tardis” type police box, its own Primary and Secondary schools, Sands was a self-sufficient village. With relatively few cars, most people travelled into Wycombe on either the 36 bus from Lane End, the 38 bus from Limmer Lane or the 42 bus from Bookerhill, all of which stopped at the Hour Glass pub.

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Throwing Down the Gauntlet

Ron Waller, star of SMBU, tells us what he thinks the new Trust should be for.

I was asked what I want from a newly-merged Wycombe Wanderers Trust, but I think I’ll try and be slightly less demanding and write what I’d like to see from it instead. I’ll probably drift off and start preaching a bit, but I’ll try my best not to. I should say at this point that there’ll be massive holes in arguments and plenty to pick further holes in, but I’d like to get the ball rolling.

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