County championship matches used to start on a Saturday, then miss Sunday and
continue on Monday and Tuesday. Matches also used to start on Wednesday and go
through to Friday. Saturday was the most popular day for the spectators. The
newspapers used to have a ‘Stop Press’ column on the front page, which gave all
the scores in other matches up to about 4pm and the paper went on sale at 5.15!
Very often the tea score was included (4.30). After tea on Saturdays, the sports
paper The Green ’Un was produced. A newspaperman, complete with full bag,
cloth cap and cigarette dangling from his bottom lip ŕ la Andy Capp, used to
come round at a bustle selling Green ’Uns like hot cakes. In twenty
minutes he would sell the whole pack from his haversack. An eager group of
supporters used to gather round him to peruse the results, in particular those
from Kempton, Newmarket, Ascot etc. The newspaperman had a quick wit and was
ready with the repartee. “Here’s the jury,” he’d say when he got to the West
Stand. There were all these old boys sitting there, all tremendous critics, very
difficult to please. I suppose they were happy being miserable.
The Green ’Un gave way to The Pink ’Un later. Easier to produce,
apparently. Then eventually the sports paper was no more.
Also after tea a steady stream of young women, mostly blonde, used to file past
the West Stand, gathering at the foot of the pavilion steps. Saturday night was
of course ‘special’, but no-one seemed to comment on this Saturday evening
ritual. No ‘scandal’ was aired of a sexual nature, although my dad used to tell
me of certain well-known players who had ‘taken to drink’, speaking in hushed
conspiratorial tones. “That’s why he has lost form!” came the follow-up.