as a wide eyed 13 year old I can remember my grand parents taking me to the full two seasons of the Wembley Lions; what seemed huge crowds on a Saturday night and a number of last heat deciders involving Bert Harkins getting us a 40-38 result; those were the days! Proper tactical substitutes, a team manager having to work it all out, changing your gate positions, elbows flying, or am I just delusional!
I can still see laps from Ove Fundin and then Gote Nordin with his easy armchair style, Reidar Eide, Sverre Harrfeldt, Tony Clarke, Brian Leonard and a very young Dave Jessup. I have all the Lions home programmes and every now again succumb to nostalgia and have to get them out to re enact those seasons (what a sad old git)
It set me up for travelling to Hackney, Wimbledon and then White City but like many others I have fallen out of love with the sport in the last 15 years.