etc., etc.
Here is another significant fact which may possibly elucidate the recent and somewhat cryptic utterance, "The battle of Waterloo was won on the playing fields of Eton just as certainly as the battle of Spion Kop was lost upon the playing fields of Sandhurst."
The fact is this ...
In the issue of _The War Office Times_, May 25, 1905, occurs a flagrant puff of a bookmaker, who without the humour of a less eminent _confrere_ who described himself as a "bra.s.s finisher" in the census returns, calls himself a "high-cla.s.s turf-accountant."
"We strongly advise any of our readers who require a high-cla.s.s Turf-accountant to send for Mr. ----"s book of rules, bound in leather, which will be sent post free to applicants. We have convinced ourselves that this is a thoroughly genuine business, and, as such, we have no hesitation in recommending it to our readers."
I have the book "bound in leather," and a good many others also, which I acquired for the purposes of this article.
And precious and elaborate productions they are! The ingenuity of red morocco and gilding, of alluring propositions and the suggestion of a bludgeon-st.u.r.dy honesty deserve the highest praise. I was especially delighted with the telegraphic code of one hero, which used the names of fish to symbolize the amount of "investments." "Salmon," for example, means "put me ten pounds on."
All the denizens of ocean are used save one....
With commendable modesty, or possibly a fellow feeling, this worthy has omitted "shark."
One has said enough to outline--I hope vividly and strongly--how Sport is being spoilt by gambling.
Sport, thank goodness, is not yet retrograde owing to this curse. But it may be. Let us all remember that progress is merely the power of seeing new beauties. The more Sport progresses unhindered by gambling, the sooner will it take its high place in life and fulfil its n.o.ble destiny.
And every sportsman can do something to help that progress.
The fiery Erasmus writes this of Sir Thomas More, who was a thorough sportsman, to his German friend, Ulrich von Hutten:--
"Gambling of all kinds, b.a.l.l.s, dice and such like he detests. None of that sort are to be found about him. In short, he is the best type of sportsman."
"_n.o.bilitas sola est atque unica virtus._"
NOTE.--_Since this essay was written, three short articles appeared in the sporting columns of the _Daily Mail_ which are a striking corroboration of my contentions. All the articles appeared within a few days of each other, and I print parts of them as an appendix._
FOOTBALL AND ALCOHOL
HOW PLAYERS MAY LENGTHEN THEIR CAREERS
By William McGregor.
I dealt a few days ago with the question of what const.i.tuted a sensible diet for footballers, and hinted that the so-called special training which teams undergo on the eve of a great encounter was often prejudicial rather than beneficial.
Now, a well-known medical man, who fills the position of official doctor to one of our leading football clubs, met me on the evening of the day that the article appeared and said (excuse the apparent egotism, but it is necessary for the purpose of the article), "That was a really good article of yours in the London _Daily Mail_. You put the matter precisely as I should put it, as a medical man. You might follow it up with an article pointing out that there are two abuses which footballers suffer from, viz. errors in regard to eating, and errors in regard to drinking. If you can put in a strong plea for either the abolition of alcohol, or the sparing use of alcohol by footballers, you will be doing the game a good service, and you will be doing the players a good service."
I then remembered a little incident which occurred at the Aston Villa ground early in the season. The occasion was a match played during that tropical weather, weather which was utterly unfit for football. Violent exercise such as football imposed a very severe strain upon the men that day.
As soon as the interval was over, a medical man came up to me, and in quite excited accents said, "I say, Mr. McGregor, do you know that they have been giving the visiting team spirits during the interval? I have never heard of such a foolish proceeding. Why, alcohol is the worst possible thing for footballers to have at any time, but more especially on a day like this. You could not have anything more heating than spirits."
Speaking from a general rather than a professional or technical experience, I agreed with him. I asked him, as a medical man, what he would have given the men under such peculiar circ.u.mstances. His answer was, "At any rate, I should not have given them alcohol. I do not know that I should have given them anything. The best thing would have been for them to have rinsed their mouths out with cold water."
CHAMPAGNE OR LEMONS?
In a match which took place in the Midlands last season, the home team gave a particularly poor display in the second half, and one of the directors said to me, "They have been behaving foolishly to our men. The trainer gave them champagne during the interval, and I do not think that is a good drink for them to have. The momentary feeling of exhilaration following a gla.s.s of champagne soon wears off."
If the form manifested by the team which had the champagne that day may be taken as a criterion as to the merits of champagne as a stimulant for football purposes, then all I can say is, that I never want to see a team receive such a stimulant again.
It may not have been the champagne that caused their poor form; but at any rate their play was poor.
I recall another interesting instance in which champagne played a part. I am going back a long time now, but the circ.u.mstances were exceptional.
Away in the remote eighties, Moseley (as they often were then) were in possession of the Midland Counties Rugby Challenge Cup, and one of their supporters was interested in Aston Villa. I do not know whether it was Kenneth Wilson or not, for Kenneth Wilson, I may say, was a Pollokshields man, who was in business in Birmingham. He was a splendid athlete, and played for Aston Villa, and also for Moseley under Rugby rules simultaneously. I expect he had something to do with the incident.
At any rate, the Cup made its appearance at Perry Barr on the day that Aston Villa were playing an English Cup tie with Darwen. Now the Aston Villa team of that period, captained by the great Archie Hunter, was as bonny a set in a social sense as I have ever known. They were grand footballers, and played the game for all they were worth when they were on the field.
But it was a loose and lax age as compared with the present football era, and during the interval some one filled the Cup with champagne, and the Villa players drank to the prosperity of the Moseley Club--and very bad football they played after the interval, too.
I do not suppose for a moment that any one player had much champagne, but from what I could see of their demeanour, I came to the conclusion that champagne was a bad thing to play football on. At any rate, the Villa had the greatest difficulty in avoiding defeat at the hands of Darwen. If I remember aright, the great Hugh McIntyre, who died in London last year, and was better known as a Blackburn Rover, kept goal brilliantly for Darwen that day.
THE GREATEST ENEMY
You hear of well-known footballers kicking over the traces, pa.s.sing from club to club, and marring what might have been great reputations. If you will look into the history of these men you will find that in nineteen cases out of twenty their bad relations with their employers are due to the fact that they are accustomed to imbibe too much alcohol. Alcohol is, indeed, the footballer"s greatest enemy; at any rate, to put it simply and straightforwardly, no man ever played football the better for taking alcohol, and many men have played it infinitely worse by reason of their indulgence therein.
Every football manager likes to get together a team of tee-totalers. If you take the records of the greatest players, or perhaps I might say the great players who have had phenomenally long and honourable careers, you will find that in nearly every case they were either life-long abstainers or rigidly moderate men. I could give many instances if s.p.a.ce permitted.
FOOTBALL BOOKMAKERS
WHAT REALLY ATTRACTS LEAGUE CROWDS?
"The public are getting rather weary," writes a correspondent, "of the professional football promoters" periodical rigmarole under the heading of "Betting at Football Matches."
"Why not make it "Betting on Football"? Here he would have "copy" for every day in the week, as long as professional football lasts.
"I cannot speak for the south, but, as for the north, it is a fact that football betting is rife in Newcastle, Sunderland, Middlesbrough--thanks to the professional football promoter. It is not done at the matches, but beforehand, on the combination football betting coupon system, but it is betting all the same.
"Thousands and thousands of football coupons are distributed weekly by bookmakers among the working men at the big factories, ship-yards, etc.
"This betting is the sole reason why many of these working men and others, who know practically nothing of football, take an interest in the League and attend matches in connection with the same.
"The betting is not on a particular match, but on a combination of matches.
"Football loafing and betting will always go hand in hand.
There are none so blind as those who will not see. What is more, in this case it would not pay to see. Certainly, the professional football promoter has a great deal to answer for."
DISHONESTY IN SPORT
STRONG EFFORTS TO BE MADE TO STOP IMPERSONATION