I see a fifteen-year-old Robbie Herrera already had a few reserve appearances under his belt.
Still here 28 years later.
Turn back to the 1980/81 Southend (h) programme and you'll see the name of Roberto Herrera in the list of "junior members" birthdays. His first mention in a Plainmoor programme? Still at primary school by my reckoning.
The Macbar Reserve League. That's an historical footnote. Macbar was a boatbuilding company in Poole and I've a sneaky feeling that Dave Webb organised the sponsorship following on from his days at Bournemouth.
A fine array of opponents too in the South Western League. Our reserves venturing deep into Clay Country to play at Bugle. Was that where and when Alpine Joe caught the Torquay United bug?
Our reserves venturing deep into Clay Country to play at Bugle. Was that where and when Alpine Joe caught the Torquay United bug?
Not quite Barton. A visit to Molinnis Park would have been in the hope of acquiring the autograph of all round sporting superstar Noah Lobb, whereas in more recent times an annual visit for the Brass Band contest has been the only attraction.
Whilst best known for his talent as a footballer – he was a member of the many South Western and Western league teams including Bugle, Bodmin, St. Austell and Illfracombe and represented Cornwall - Noah was a genuine sporting all-rounder. By all accounts he was a tough character to play against on the cricket field, expecting and giving no quarter. He excels with bat, ball and as wicketkeeper during the 1950's and early 1960's but due to missing records his full impact is grossly understated. His last league game was on 20th July 1963 at Sandy Lane against Boconnoc when he is run out for 5 runs. His final game is eleven days later – an evening fixture also at Sandy Lane against St. Lawrence Hospital during which he scores 35 runs batting at Number 2 sharing a partnership of 85 with Ken Pendray (92*) for the first wicket. He dies suddenly on 6th August (Aged 44) such that his obituary is reported in the same edition of the Guardian as the details of his last game.
As you well know, my interest in the Gulls only really took off when Chris Roberts invited me onto the club's Board of Directors. As you can see from the link below, I still have business reasons to visit Cornwall, even if I don't make a beeline for Bugle. I naturally spend a good deal of time in the capital city, the far sighted folk of London being good enough to recognize my talents. Chris and I never quite got the feeling that the Freedom of Torbay was an honour about to be bestowed upon us, although I do believe his mother was made an honorary citizen of Prague.
Alpine, I remember it as if it was only yesterday. Your unmasking as Joe Giordano by one of Plainmoor's finest and most astute observers and chroniclers. A true example of forensic investigation at its' best. Now - all these years later - we should all be touched and humbled by the way you still include that brief, yet hugely significant, directorship on your burgeoning and ever more diverse CV. Let history record you as one of the instigators of the "Big Bang" that ultimately led to the rebirth of our club. Praise be, Alpine Joe.
And no doubt the great Noah Lobb once graced the playing fields of Praze-An-Beeble in his native county. How worthy was he of that obituary in the Cornish Guardian, the trusted paper of record in and around St Austell. I trust your own demise - hopefully many years off - will be given similar prominence down there in Clay Country. Indeed, a memorial garden behind the goal at Nanpean would be such a fitting tribute to you.