Hull Schools F.A. Cup - Final
Whenever the High School for Building and Hessle High School clash on the football field, a clean, hard game can be expected. Already this season, two such clashes have taken place, with victory going narrowly but deservedly to Hessle. On Monday night, 27th May, the teams met again, in perfect summer weather, when the Builders ran out winners in the final of the Schools Cup to the tune of four goals to one.
There was a large attendance at the match and they were entertained to football of a very high standard. Hessle were favourites, having already beaten the Builders twice in the season, having beaten in a practice match, the week previously, a prospective City Boys’ team for next season, and having the final staged on their home ground.
No wonder then that the Hessle tails were high in the air. Right from the kick off the crowd were appreciative. The adults present warmly applauded the skill, courage, poise and manliness of the youthful participants, showing favour to neither team. The many youngsters present were, on the other hand, most partisan. If registers had been marked Head Masters would have been delighted to have observed a hundred per cent attendance. Among these then no mercy was asked and little given. There were waving arms and caps, a posse of staunch supporters behind each goal, and klaxons galore. There were yells, groans and cheers that would have done credit to a Roman holiday crowd enjoying a gladiator show in the Colosseum. After ten minutes Hessle scored from a cleverly placed corner which was scrambled home. Undismayed, the Builders, a smaller side in build, continued to play a brand of football worthy of far higher spheres. Many holes were carved in the hefty Hessle defence. The arch schemer of the Builders attack was wee Keith Dickinson who was brimful of all the football wiles, and many spectators wondered why he was not playing for City Boys. It was fitting he leveled matters by scoring a well placed goal. Shortly afterwards Keith repeated the performance by beating two sturdy defenders and lobbing the ball from a narrow angle over the keeper’s head. The Builders were now complete masters. Players who would not have been considered for a team place a year ago, and had won the right to play by hard and conscientious concentration on the playing field, excelled and drew applause even from their teachers not attracted usually by the roars of multitude. Before half time Dickinson scored a third brilliant goal. He had been warmly congratulated by his generous team mates. This time one could hear the resounding smacks on his back. Indeed it would not have been at all surprising if he had gone his length on the grass. After half time Hessle were masters territorially and Dickinson was watched more closely.
Trainer’s orders were obvious. The Builders defence was tested and reined firm. Gale, the captain and centre half, was unflurried and effective. Dunkin in goal gave a grand display, sure and agile, leaping high in the air to balls that were going yards wide just as if by some cruel mis-chance, fate might suddenly make them alter course goalwards. The Builders again scored from a well taken shot by Clarke at inside right from another opening by Dickinson. Although near the end a Hessle player was injured in a tackle and had to leave the field, the game by then was won and lost.
Congratulations, a few amateur photographers and a rub with a towel was all that was left. At School the next day those heroes of the playing field went about their work, thinking themselves no more important than other boys, all of which is, I suppose just as it should be.
The virtues of the Third Form
The great majority of boys in this school look upon the Third Year with a mixture of contempt and amazement. We in the above mentioned form have realised this and fail to understand why the second and first years should not think we are the most excellent Third Form yet produced by the school. Needless to say we are firmly convinced that this is true for very obvious reasons.
It seems that these reasons have escaped the younger forms and so to make these as obvious to them as they are to us I will name them. In the many years that the Building School has been established there has never been a party of young gentlemen who have worked so conscientiously and industriously towards their G.C.E. and of course it is obvious that they will all pass these same examinations.
Secondly, we are by far the most athletic party of boys who have honoured the school by uplifting the name of the Third Form. It is surprising that this should have escaped our younger colleagues, especially after our dazzling displays of football and our superb exhibitions of swimming. Among the lower forms there also seems to be some doubt as to whether or not our football displays helped the school team to win the Final whereas we in the upper know that it was this fact alone that enabled the team to win, especially when we favoured them by playing against them on occasions made suspicious by our presence.
It is not only in the athletic and academic fields that we show our matchless superiority. If the less gifted forms were more observant they would have noticed how exquisitely we render the hymns in the morning assembly. It is not only in beautiful tones of our voices but in the delicate understanding of the music that makes our contributions so invaluable.
The most outstanding thing however is the way in which the lower forms have missed (and they have, completely) the immaculate dress and the varied and elegant hairstyles that have been adopted by our enlightened class. The whole of this has created an effect of sartorial elegance never before seen in this school.
Our amazement is increased when we realise that the same misguided forms do not appreciate our tolerance towards them in all things. Our gentle treatment of the smaller individuals and our sympathetic understanding of their problems, along with great kindness overall. The number of virtues we posses is increased when one remembers that we have graciously deemed to lock ourselves away in the smaller playground and allow our younger friends to use the larger one.
These are only a few of the many virtues that we possess but we are quite sure that these few humble words in modest praise of our wonderful form will be enough to convince the lower class of pupils of our marvelous Third Year
By John S. Sanderson (form ??)
“The Tuck Shop” by Anon
‘Tis time from break and like a flash,
Room three is invaded with a mighty crash,
Ogley appears and takes up his post,
Ready to satisfy the hungry host.
Each time we open you’re sure to see Bates,
Who since we started has drunk fourteen crates.
A bar of choc., three bottles of Coke,
And so it goes till all are broke.
Grundy is a constant buyer,
And enters the room like a ball of fire.
He buys his goods and hangs about,
Till someone appears and throws him out.
Slingsby, too, is always there,
And he can eat more than there is to spare.
At half past one he buys his dab,
And eats it up while in the lab.
Whenever the High School for Building and Hessle High School clash on the football field, a clean, hard game can be expected. Already this season, two such clashes have taken place, with victory going narrowly but deservedly to Hessle. On Monday night, 27th May, the teams met again, in perfect summer weather, when the Builders ran out winners in the final of the Schools Cup to the tune of four goals to one.
There was a large attendance at the match and they were entertained to football of a very high standard. Hessle were favourites, having already beaten the Builders twice in the season, having beaten in a practice match, the week previously, a prospective City Boys’ team for next season, and having the final staged on their home ground.
No wonder then that the Hessle tails were high in the air. Right from the kick off the crowd were appreciative. The adults present warmly applauded the skill, courage, poise and manliness of the youthful participants, showing favour to neither team. The many youngsters present were, on the other hand, most partisan. If registers had been marked Head Masters would have been delighted to have observed a hundred per cent attendance. Among these then no mercy was asked and little given. There were waving arms and caps, a posse of staunch supporters behind each goal, and klaxons galore. There were yells, groans and cheers that would have done credit to a Roman holiday crowd enjoying a gladiator show in the Colosseum. After ten minutes Hessle scored from a cleverly placed corner which was scrambled home. Undismayed, the Builders, a smaller side in build, continued to play a brand of football worthy of far higher spheres. Many holes were carved in the hefty Hessle defence. The arch schemer of the Builders attack was wee Keith Dickinson who was brimful of all the football wiles, and many spectators wondered why he was not playing for City Boys. It was fitting he leveled matters by scoring a well placed goal. Shortly afterwards Keith repeated the performance by beating two sturdy defenders and lobbing the ball from a narrow angle over the keeper’s head. The Builders were now complete masters. Players who would not have been considered for a team place a year ago, and had won the right to play by hard and conscientious concentration on the playing field, excelled and drew applause even from their teachers not attracted usually by the roars of multitude. Before half time Dickinson scored a third brilliant goal. He had been warmly congratulated by his generous team mates. This time one could hear the resounding smacks on his back. Indeed it would not have been at all surprising if he had gone his length on the grass. After half time Hessle were masters territorially and Dickinson was watched more closely.
Trainer’s orders were obvious. The Builders defence was tested and reined firm. Gale, the captain and centre half, was unflurried and effective. Dunkin in goal gave a grand display, sure and agile, leaping high in the air to balls that were going yards wide just as if by some cruel mis-chance, fate might suddenly make them alter course goalwards. The Builders again scored from a well taken shot by Clarke at inside right from another opening by Dickinson. Although near the end a Hessle player was injured in a tackle and had to leave the field, the game by then was won and lost.
Congratulations, a few amateur photographers and a rub with a towel was all that was left. At School the next day those heroes of the playing field went about their work, thinking themselves no more important than other boys, all of which is, I suppose just as it should be.
The virtues of the Third Form
The great majority of boys in this school look upon the Third Year with a mixture of contempt and amazement. We in the above mentioned form have realised this and fail to understand why the second and first years should not think we are the most excellent Third Form yet produced by the school. Needless to say we are firmly convinced that this is true for very obvious reasons.
It seems that these reasons have escaped the younger forms and so to make these as obvious to them as they are to us I will name them. In the many years that the Building School has been established there has never been a party of young gentlemen who have worked so conscientiously and industriously towards their G.C.E. and of course it is obvious that they will all pass these same examinations.
Secondly, we are by far the most athletic party of boys who have honoured the school by uplifting the name of the Third Form. It is surprising that this should have escaped our younger colleagues, especially after our dazzling displays of football and our superb exhibitions of swimming. Among the lower forms there also seems to be some doubt as to whether or not our football displays helped the school team to win the Final whereas we in the upper know that it was this fact alone that enabled the team to win, especially when we favoured them by playing against them on occasions made suspicious by our presence.
It is not only in the athletic and academic fields that we show our matchless superiority. If the less gifted forms were more observant they would have noticed how exquisitely we render the hymns in the morning assembly. It is not only in beautiful tones of our voices but in the delicate understanding of the music that makes our contributions so invaluable.
The most outstanding thing however is the way in which the lower forms have missed (and they have, completely) the immaculate dress and the varied and elegant hairstyles that have been adopted by our enlightened class. The whole of this has created an effect of sartorial elegance never before seen in this school.
Our amazement is increased when we realise that the same misguided forms do not appreciate our tolerance towards them in all things. Our gentle treatment of the smaller individuals and our sympathetic understanding of their problems, along with great kindness overall. The number of virtues we posses is increased when one remembers that we have graciously deemed to lock ourselves away in the smaller playground and allow our younger friends to use the larger one.
These are only a few of the many virtues that we possess but we are quite sure that these few humble words in modest praise of our wonderful form will be enough to convince the lower class of pupils of our marvelous Third Year
By John S. Sanderson (form ??)
“The Tuck Shop” by Anon
‘Tis time from break and like a flash,
Room three is invaded with a mighty crash,
Ogley appears and takes up his post,
Ready to satisfy the hungry host.
Each time we open you’re sure to see Bates,
Who since we started has drunk fourteen crates.
A bar of choc., three bottles of Coke,
And so it goes till all are broke.
Grundy is a constant buyer,
And enters the room like a ball of fire.
He buys his goods and hangs about,
Till someone appears and throws him out.
Slingsby, too, is always there,
And he can eat more than there is to spare.
At half past one he buys his dab,
And eats it up while in the lab.
SIR CHRISTOPHER WREN TECHNICAL HIGH SCHOOL
