It has to be Hyde Road on a summers evening in the very early seventies. I can still remember the smell of the place and the dust. There was a gang of around 15 of us all around the ages of 13 and 14. There was a rival gang lead by Duncan Meredith, later to ride for Ellesmere Port. We eventually became good friends - although I have not seen him for about 30 flippin years. I'm going on a bit so I'll get to the point.
The perfect nights speedway would have to be exactly as it was then so:
Track: The previously mentioned Hyde Road.
Race Night: Saturday
Team: Ivan Mauger, Soren Sjosten, Tommy Roper, Dave Hemus, Chris Pusey, Ken Eyre, Eric Broadbent.
Promotor: I can't remember who it was.
Manager: Was it Dent Oliver?
Announcer: Was it Bernard Tennent?
March Music: Again I'm not sure of the title. However, we would all sing a delightful rendition of something called Mary The Cripple to the music as the
chaps it white overalls marched, and I use the word very loosely, over to the pits.
