May 6, 1916
Match: Benefit for Lord Mayor’s Roll of Honour Fund, at Anfield.
Liverpool – Everton 1-3 (0-0).
Attendance: 14,000; gate receipt: £400.
Referee: Mr. I. Baker.
Liverpool (2-3-5): Ted Taylor, Ephraim Longworth, James Middlehurst, John Bamber, Arthur Goddard, Walter Wadsworth, Ernest Pinkney, Wilfred Watson, Fred Pagnam, William Banks, Tommy Cunliffe.
Everton (2-3-5): Tommy Fern, Bob Thompson, Jock Maconnachie, William Brown, Tom Fleetwood, Allan Grenyer, Sam Chedgzoy, Billy Kirsopp, Joe Clennell, Frank Jefferis, George Harrison.
The goal: 0-1 Clennell, 1-1 Banks, 1-2 Clennell (pen.), 1-3 Harrison.
A more strenuous game than Saturday’s one could not wish to see. It was not all happiness, this friendly gathering of local players for the Mayor’s Honour Fund, and therein it was a new feature of Liverton games, and one that not one of the 14,000 spectators, who made up a gate of about £400, would wish to see repeated. We jealously guard the reputation that Everton – Liverpool games have built up in the last ten or twelve years.
The players have in practically every instance gone out for pure football and the Derby games have always been pleasureable. But Saturday’s exhibition was tinged with too much temper. Who started it doesn’t matter one bit, but I am convinced that an erroneous decision in the first ten minutes led to minds becoming ruffled.
The referee was Mr. Ike Baker, a sturdy little fellow with a large experience of good football. But apparently Mr. Baker has been out of harness for some time. Certain it is that he has never before made such palpable errors. He granted Liverpool a penalty kick when Thompson chested the ball, he refused a penalty kick when Middlehurst grassed Clennell in palpable fashion, and some offside decisions were not parallel to the players and the ball’s positions.
Thompson protested most vigerously; in fact, too much so, although one could readily understand his distressing finding himself penalised for something that was not an offence. The referee didn’t consult the linesmen – they were Ware and Metcalf, each a local player! For a full quarter of an hour there was grave danger that the match would not only yield strenuous football, but rough football. In the end Clennell kicked Wadsworth, and a caution to Clennell sobered the game and the players.
The unfortunate part of the whole business was that while Wadsworth played most vigorously and ably nine-tenths of the game through, he did things that will not increase his reputation. Of course, a long-legged fellow always does appear to have done more than an ankle-tapper of, say, 5ft. 4in. in height. Still Wadsworth should eschew the throw-down of forwards for his game – his proper game, that is – is very good and full of promise, one sample of heading back when facing his own goal being sufficient to divine football in the local half back.
Middlehurst, too, threw out his feet dangerously, and it was surprising that Chedgzoy escaped injury until the last few minutes, when he was thrown heavily. Other than that there was but one injury of note, Fern being the unlucky fellow. He was caught in the side and appeared badly knocked. Pagnam was standing with an open goal what time Fern was lying on the ground; but he was inches out, as was Cunliffe on more than one occasion.
However, it was not Liverpool’s day – nor Pagnam’s. Everton were better balanced at half-back, where Fleetwood centred an excellent line. Everton’s shooting, too, was in advance of Liverpool’s; in fact, Liverpool in the second half went to sleep, so far as shooting was concerned. On the other hand, Taylor was busy punching and catching, and with Harrison’s crosswise drive he had no chance while Chedgoy opening – a twenty yard range rising ball – would have beaten any goalkeeper. It was a gem.
Clennell had opportunity to score again through Goddard putting the armlock on Chedgzoy. Goddard conceding a penalty is something of a novelty, isn’t it? It was an offence, but not a vicious offence, and Arthur himself looked very perturbed at the consequence of his semi-accident.
In addition to the good goals named there was a finely-made goal to Liverpool’s credit, Pinkney making the goal by cleverly keeping the ball in play and centreing so well that Banks could hardly help scoring. In beating Maconnachie Pinkney showed much resource, and through the game the outside right was Liverpool’s best forward.
At half back Wadsworth was best, and at full back Longworth had another of his customary full employment days. He’s a wonder, and there is no better back playing the game to-day, search in any country you desire.
(Liverpool Echo, 08-05-1916)
The players, the officials –in fact, everyone in any degree concerned –are to be congratulated on the emphatic success of the Rolls of Honour match in which the two premier local clubs took part at Anfield on Saturday. Sixteen thousand was the estimated attendance, and everything associated with the proceedings passed off with éclat. The Lord Mayor was present in state to receive Liverpool’s fine motor ambulance the Police rendered an excellent programme, the crowd was kept in buoyantly good humour, the players gave of their best, and everything was accordingly a triumph worthy of the occasion.
The goals scored were all of them “tip-toppers,” For real ingenuity that of Harrison’s will take some beating, through the ingenuity was that of Jefferis. The latter saw the outside left about to drive in a terrific centre. He covered the view of the ball and prevented Taylor seeing it until it was head-high about a yard from him when he threw himself prone, with the result that the ball continuing its flight flew with deadly accuracy into the net –a remarkable point.
Similarly Clennell’s opening effort was a perfect piece of long range shooting, and, on the other hand, the astute was Pinkney eluded MaConnachie and led directly up to Liverpool’s point was equally commendable. So that it will be seen the spectators had full value for their money although I notice one of the Sunday journals says they had not much to enthuse about – a deduction with which assuredly no one who saw the contest, full as it was of brilliant work on both sides, will agree.
The Everton players fairly rose to the occasion, and they emerged deservedly victorious from one of the most attractive matches in which the two have engaged this season. The victorious forwards were in irresistible form, and but unrelaxing work on the part of all the home half backs and Longworth, who was a tower of strength, the score must have been much heavier. All the forwards did excellently, Clennell being an emphatic success at centre forward.
Pinkney and Cunliffe were the two best forwards in the home ranks. Pagnam being relentlessly shadowed by Fleetwood, Thompson, was a splendid back, and Maconnachie, though quister by comparison, accomplished numerous neat clearance. Fern had nothing like the amount of work presented to him as his vis-a-vis, and Taylor was certainly
(Source: Evening Express: May 8, 1916)