norbold

Sorry about your sudden memory loss.

Mind you, back in the day, Freddie Mockford used to employ a member of staff specially to go out after Tom Farndon's races to pick up the bits that fallen off his bike during the race!

Ah, the days of Dave Jessup!

No wonder they blew their lead. 18 pints is a bit much for anyone!

Good work on the captions there. Sayfutdinov in the lead all the way apparently.

Yes, of course, there are lots of ways a tie could happen. The point I was making was the unlikelihood of them happening, i.e that at least one would fail to reach the final and the other finish fourth.

For it to be a tie, at least one of them would need to fail to get to the final plus the other would need to come fourth.

So someone else needs to beat Zmarzlik to stop him winning the World title even if Kurtz beats him in Vojens. Hmmmmm. And it's all thanks to the sprint! Great minds and all that, Iain. Was typing as yours must have been posted.

Late news. Meeting abandoned - track waterlogged.

It's called the American wave now.

You've got to feel for poor Kelvin - taking three point off Kvech and adding one point to each of the other riders in the race. It must be far too complicated for him.

Perhaps they've done that because that was his name! What's wrong is them saying Real Name: Raymond Sidney Humphrey. It should say, Birth Name: Raymond Sidney Humphrey.

Today is the 60th anniversary of the most insane conversation I have ever had with a speedway rider! I was at the Rye House Select v. Poole match (22 August 1965) and spent some time in the pits talking to the one-and-only Tyburn Gallows. He was as mad as the proverbial box of frogs. I just wish I had written down the conversation at the time as I can’t remember the detail now, only that it was the most insane conversation ever! This, of course fitted in with Tyburn’s known personality. His real name was Raymond Humphries. He was said to have been an assistant hangman. At least he said he was! In his early riding days he wore a CND body colour. The Control Board banned him from using the name Tyburn Gallows and from wearing the CND emblem. For a while he used the name Tyburn Humphreys and then changed his name by deed-poll to Tyburn Gallows so the Control Board couldn't stop him using it. His death fitted in with his life as it occurred on the day of his mother’s funeral. He came home, sat in a chair and then just died for no discernible reason. Incidentally, in the match itself, he scored a paid reserves’ maximum, 5+1. Just wondering if anyone else ever spoke to him and what the conversation was like.

Or they could dip for each rider, "Dip, dip, dip, my little ship...etc." (Ruder versions are available).

It would be a bit like, say, Aryna Sabalenka winning the Australian and USA Grand Slam singles tennis titles. Think of the bad publicity that would attract for tennis. It might never recover...