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I think there was a young Pole in 2004 who rode for Swindon. Rafal Kurmanski. You also hear occasionally about ex-riders who have died in tragic circumstances, but I don't want to start a list.
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Sadly, I think you'd find there have been quite a few others.
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Hope that helps.
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Not exactly, Paul. It's Reidar.
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Yes, Bryan Seery was the man as far as averages went. He used to have a feature every week in Speedway Star - "Seery's Statistics". I think he was a maths teacher. I once asked him how he managed all this data - remember, this was pre-calculator days. He told me that it was all done on paper, so he must have had a good arithmetical brain. A nice guy too.
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A little before my time, Bobbath, but I have read a few snippets over the years about Don. He was a Yorkshireman, and I believe he was by profession a confectioner, but I certainly can't swear to that. He certainly rode for Monarchs in the late 40s/early 50s though.
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He was English. Other than that (which is bad enough) I can't remember anything about him.
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Kevin Torpie was a real one-off! He was an incredibly fast gater; had the world championship at that time been run only as far as the first thirty yards Kevin would have been world champion. Mauger's gating was snail-like by comparison. Sadly, he was almost invariably last coming out of the second bend. His crowning glory came in a Scottish Cup match when he clinched the title by beating, if I remember, Trevor Redmond. This was considered an astonishing feat. In fact I was discussing this very event with Merlin only a few weeks ago. Kevin was riding in Britain as early as 1962, mainly in open meetings. Remarkably he won the Victorian Championship in 1966.
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It's a long time ago Iris, but I don't remember them missing meetings. In any case I think they were mainly sheep farmers, so maybe the lambing season kept them fairly busy.
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It's hard to believe we've reached nearly fifty posts on the subject of punch-ips and the name "Templeton" has no featured yet! I was at the most remarkable punch-up in speedway history back in the 1970s at Rayleigh. The visiting Berwick team featured both Templeton brothers, Doug and Willie. Rayleigh had a Kiwi newcomer called Ivan Miller, who I think was a former scrambles champion. Somewhere around heat 10 an over-exuberant Ivan Miller knocked Willie off on the second lap and the referee allowed the race to continue. As Miller came round the pits bend on lap 3 he found Doug, who had vaulted the safety fence, standing in mid-track waiting for him. Miller attempted to ride past him, but Doug threw himself at man and machine and wrestled him to the ground. Summary justice was then extracted. In forty-odd years of watching speedway I've never seen anything quite like it, and I don't suppose I ever will again. I had a discussion a few years back about this incident with Dick Barrie who was also there; he tells me that they ended up the best of mates in the bar afterwards. I don't think Ivan Miller ever came back for a second British season though.
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Wayne was a class act almost as soon as he arrived here in 1961, and by the following year was starting to reel off maximums. The remarkable thing about that is that it has subsequently been claimed that he had never actually ridden a speedway bike before he arrived in Edinburgh! However, he was terribly injury-prone and that's what put paid to a potentially great career. I remember him running into Doug Templeton one night at Meadowbank; the result was two broken wrists. I last saw him ride at Newport in about 1970/71 (although I'm damned if I can remember whether he rode for the home team or the visitors - Wembley, maybe.
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Slovenia (where To Stay)
Ian replied to janey2's topic in Speedway Grand Prix and Speedway World Cup
I've driven through Slovenia en route from Vienna to Croatia. Close to the Austrian border is a beautiful little town: Lake Bled. Anyone visiting Slovenia who has a chance to spend a few hours there would find it most rewarding. I've also driven from Zagreb Airport, but heading south. Access in and out of the arport is easy, and the Croatian motorways are of a very high standard. -
I believe that Graham Warren, a major star for Australia, was born in Fiji.
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I used to get along to Somerton Park most Fridays when I was working in Bristol in the early 70s. My main recollection is of how square the track was. As soon as the meeting finished I used to dash back to Bristol for a swift curry before starting work at midnight. I always thought there was something better about weekend speedway than midweek, but I suppose that's personal preference.
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Was that on a trip organised by Barry Briggs? The one Bert Harkins was on?
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You're right of course, Bobbath. What I should have said is what a privilege it was to see these guys in our early days in the top flight - along with legends like Briggo, Nigel Boocock and the rest. Incidentally, the Russians raced in Scotland I think on two consecutive years - once at Meadowbank and once at White City. For the life of me I can't remember which way round it was though. Wouldn't you just love to see a Russian touring team on the PL tracks this year?
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Yes, they were classics, Shaleway. The fact that I can remember them forty years on is testimony to that. What made them classics isn't quite so easy to define though. On one wet night (and wet nights were never George's favourite) we were nearly whitewashed by the Poles, yet the sense of occasion watching these wonderful and apparently fearless racers more than made up for the poor home showing. The first appearance at Meadowbank by the Russians was something which we had all been looking forward to for months. They were such an entertaining team, and tremendous ambassadors for their country. Bear in mind also that Edinburgh was a Provincial League track, and here before our very eyes were world class greats like Igor Plechanov and Boris Samorodov. It didn't get much better than that for us kids who didn't have all that much else by way of affordable entertainment. It's interesting that Bluey still remembers those days in detail. Next time you speak with him, tell him quite a few of us do too! Oh yes - and say thank you to him for that memory.
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When I see the name Bluey Scott it always brings back the same memory from the mid-1960s. In those days tracks ran a rather more varied diet of events, and one recurring theme was the "international" matches. Scotland - or at least, Ian Hoskins' definition of "Scotland" - would race against England, Poland, Russia or something called "Overseas", which was broadly a team drawn from Kiwi and Aussie riders. Thus it came to pass that George Hunter and Bluey Scott came to be paired together; the old format gave each pair six rides. Bluey rode for Glasgow White City and George of course was a Monarch. Strange bedfellows indeed, but for some reason they had an amazing capability to teamride together. I've seen many examples of fine team riding over the years, but if any two riders ever practised the art better then George and Bluey then I missed it.
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They say smell is one of the most evocative senses. I could smell my way into Hackney Stadium with my eyes closed. I used to enter via the gate at the first/second bend. The two predominant came from the Clarnico Mints and Lesney Toys factories. On a balmy summer evening it could take a while to overcome these. Other memories include "the weekly fiddle"; the old lady on the back straight who screamed abuse every time Bobby Beaton appeared; George Hunter almost flooring Garry Middleton with a superb punch following an "incident"; and, for a newcomer to London, the strange grunting noises that occurred when old friends saluted each other every Friday evening. I'm not going to list any more Hackney recollections - we'll have Shazzybird on here crying her eyes out before long! Just one final one though. Anyone remember the little girl of ten or so, always dressed a la mode, who used to chase after Andy Galvin? I'll bet she never came to any good!
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I went to see a performance by the Bolshoi in the West End in, I think, 1976. It was blisteringly hot inside, so at the interval I headed to the pub next door in search of something cooling. (I had to brush past Susan Hampshire to get out, which was excellent.) Inside were half the cast of the ballet, clearly intent on doing what I was doing. In close attendance were four sinister guys in leather coats who were straight from the cast of many a cold-war movie. I was in no doubt that their function was to ensure that none of the performers did a runner. On the team coach with the 1965 Russian touring party were also a couple of guys whose sole function appeared to be to watch what was going on. The Soviets were certainly paranoid about high-profile people defecting to the west.
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I remember his as a member of the Stoke team in 1962. Other than that, sorry - I can't help.
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I was lucky enough to see him most weeks when he rode his final season with Wembley - I think it was 1971. Sverre, although a shadow of his former self by all accounts, was still a very good rider. Some riders always look faster than others, which I have always imagined to be a combination of riding posture, stature and track positioning; Sverre looked very fast indeed. Considering he was still recovering from massive injuries that says an awful lot about the man. He got better and better as the season went on, and I think eventually scored the elusive maximum. Kev, you asked for stories, and here's one which I bet not too many will remember. On his retirement, his Wembley teammates gave him a memento - it may have been a plate, or something like that. The inscription read: "The record shows He took the blows And did it his way". Funny the things you remember, isn't it? Like some of the other all-time greats, I consider myself fortunate to have been entertained by the superb Sverre Harrfelt. Do you have any knowledge of what he's up to these days?
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Thinking on this a bit further, wasn't Ross Gilbertson Poole captain?
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Impressive stuff Bob. I wouldn't argue with most of your captains, but I'm not sure Mauger was captain at Newcastle. I also think Len silver was the Exeter skipper. Doug Templeton, an inspirational skipper at Edinburgh since 1960, went on to become speedway's lomgest-serving captain.
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That woman isn't Sandie Shaw. She's wearing shoes. And if ever there was an argument for Germans coming into the PL on 8.00 averages, that has to be it. In fact, I'd increase it to 10.00!