A Cunningham 5
Dr Marshall 20
B McPhail 65
Duguid
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Matchday: Saturday
Match Trivia
We have just struck Montreal and found the usual reception awaiting us. There is just the danger should we strike a city or town where the inhabitants don’t fall over the top of one another to extend the glad hand we will feel badly done by. Never surely was such hospitality extended to a touring ‘soccer’ party. After lunch with the St George’s Snowshoe Club, we spent the afternoon on the bowling green, and – we played bowls. Also, we thoroughly enjoyed ‘the old man’s game’. Followed a sad parting. Morton and Fleming needs must go home. We didn’t want to lose them, but Alan and Jamie simply had to go, and we showed out grief at their departure by giving them a rousing send-off. Bon voyage, boys! We have fixed up an extra game. We play at Chicago on June 20 – that’s a Wednesday, isn’t it? We are all well and enjoying every minute – the players are ‘in the pink’. Now to the match. On a field that resembled Glasgow Green in some respects, our fellows won by a handful of goals to one. We rested Bob Hamilton, and brought in Billy McCandless, while Jamie Marshall and Tommy Muirhead stepped into the placed vacated by Jamie Fleming and Alan Morton. After Andrew Cunningham had opened the scoring in the fifth minute we took the grip of things, but another Half-hour had gone ere Marshall got out second goal. Nearing the interval Cunningham came again, and we crossed over leading three-nothing. Montreal reopened as if they meant business. They showed lots if dash; they kept swarming round our goal and looked very like scoring. But – this attack stalled off; our fellows took charge of things again. Until the fifteenth minute Noseworthy held out; then Marshall eluded his guard. Five minutes more and McPhail followed with the fifth counter – a glorious drive this. Then we played exhibition football. All sorts of shots were rained in on the Canadian citadel, and only Noseworthy kept down the score. This man’s goalkeeping was really wonderful. A breakaway gave Duguid his chance, and the ex-Queen’s Park centre-forward – you’ll remember him – broke Montreal’s duck. Our fellows all comported themselves splendidly. Noseworthy, I have praised already; the other outstanding Canadians were Moon, Husband. Miller and Duguid.
The Glasgow Rangers, Scottish professional soccer champions, winners of the Scottish Cup, and incidentally, one of the outstanding football clubs of the world, defeated a team representative of the PQFA clubs on Saturday afternoon at the Baseball Stadium, by the score of five goals to one and in the doing of it, treated the spectators, numbering close on wight thousand to a wonderful and dazzling exhibition, replete with stellar combination play and clever footwork. This too, on a ground very much removed from the wonderful turf pitch the Rangers are used to. As a matter of fact, it took the visiting team quite a while to get used to the sand pitch and the miniature dunes which arose every time two players came together with the ball. Naturally, on such a pitch, the ball bounced little and this small eventually was the means of not only spoiling their play, but of giving the visiting stars a big problem to grapple with. They looked askance at the spot from which sundry baseball pitchers hurled the elusive sphere, seemingly not being impressed with the many brilliant feats that emanate from that particular spot on the baseball diamond. However, one they had got used to the pitch, they settled down to their famous carpet-weaving tactics, a treat to watch and something bewildering to the many on the ground who were seeing their first game of soccer. The afternoon turned out almost ideal for the game. There were a few threatening clouds hovering around, as well as a rather brisk breeze, but when the teams took the field, the clouds had sallied forth across the river towards Laprairie and the breeze had simmered down somewhat to a mere zephyr. The bigger part of the crowd ambled to their seats towards half past three, it being about that time when Mayor Houde was ushered to his box. In the meantime, the Canadian National Railways band, so popular on such circumstances, dispensed popular airs – mostly Scottish, as the minutes were slowly ticked off and everyone was on the quiver for the appearance of the famous visitors. Such was the setting which greeted Tom Muirhead as he led his team on to the field from the east-side dugout and a great reception was accorded. The famous Alan Morton and Fleming were missing having left the day previous for Scotland, the reason given being that these players had been called home for business reasons. Naturally keen disappointment was expressed at Morton’s non-appearance, but in any case, it was intimated that he was a casualty and that even of he had stayed over, the risk of playing him would not be entertained. And so, Morton and Fleming were missing. There was also a change on Montreal’s line-up. Cecil Brown, who had received an injury in a previous match, was not fit to take his place between the uprights, and Noseworthy was brought in to take his place. This change did not in any way weaken the side, as it is conceded that the goalkeepers of the Carsteel and National Breweries run almost neck and neck in the matter of ability in goal-keeping and the substitution of one for the other was really nothing to make mention of. Mayor Houde kicked-off at 3.40, Miller having beaten Muirhead in the flip of the coin. Of the six goals scored throughout the game, three were the products of the first half, and four of the latter period of the game. The first cane after the game had been in progress five minutes. The Montreal forward line had taken the ball towards Hamilton in an initial incursion, but Craig cleared and sent the ball to Muirhead who ran on and centred. Miller tried to intercept the ball but was inches out and the sphere went to Cunningham. With mastery cunning he got around Husband and ran in close to goal and scored with a fast low shot well out of Noseworthy’s reach. A little more than half ab hour elapsed begore the visitors got their second tally, and that differed from Cunningham’s first goal in that it was more spectacular. Archibald, neatly fed by Cunningham, ran in close to the line, swerved back, drew the home goalkeeper out of his net and sent the ball to the roof of the net just under the bar. The ball came down, but Referee Luons, being well up immediately awarded a goal, the ball hitting the roof of the net before coming down again to the goal line. This was followed in a couple of minutes by the rangers third goal and the second scored by Cunningham, who ran in and met a pass from Craig. This was all the scoring done in the first half, half-time being signalled five minutes afterwards. Within sixteen minutes of the commencement of the second period, the Rangers had added another to their score. The movement was initiated by Muirhead, who ran in close to the line. He cleverly tricked Moon and made a clever feint, as if to shoot at goal. Instead, however, he smartly tapped the ball to Marshall who was lying unmarked, and the visiting centre made no mistake, giving Noseworthy no chance to save. Two minutes later the Rangers’ fifth and last goal came, this time from the foot of McPhail. On this occasion it was Archibald who paved the way for the goal, he putting the ball nicely to Cunningham’s toe. Andy’s parting shot was charged down by Husband, but bounced off to McPhail, who had it in the net in a jiffy. With fourteen minutes to go, Montreal notched their lone tally, and it was not a jot less brilliant than the best of the visitors’ goals and came in for a great burst of applause. Westwater always dangerous when allowed to get away, picked up the ball from a clearance from the Montreal backs and immediately broke away. He had to evade McCandless if he was to do anything, and this he cleverly did, and lobbed the ball over to Duguid, who was for the moment unmarked. The home centre did not hesitate, but essayed to shoot on the run, and his parting effort was a brilliant shot which had the great Hamilton guessing, the ball going to the top corner well out of the goalkeeper’s reach. Thus, the reputation of local representative teams of late years in always being able to score against the best of elevens coming from Great Britian, was lived up to once more, although left till late in the game. As already stated, the Rangers were always dangerous, as will be seen in the fact that Noseworthy had eleven goal kicks to take in the first half against two taken by Hamilton. In the second period of the game, the home custodian took nine goal kicks against five taken by Hamilton. Rangers monopolised all the five corners taken during the match, two in the first half and three in the second. Any effort to single out any particular player of the visiting eleven would be superfluous, although the combination play of Archibald, Cunningham and Buchan was at all times brilliant, effective and bewildering. One admired the pluck of Naesmith and Husband in trying to give battle to the famous trio, and id they were as often as not in the till of a finely spun spider’s web, yet they were successful in many instances, in snapping the odd thread or, in other words, nipping in to spoil more than one of the fine plays emanating from this source. Then again Muirhead playing on the left wing, was always dangerous, and the clean cut clearances of Gray and McCandless are to be mentioned. It was noted that the inside wing players fall back in their play, mixing with the halves. In fact, the complete understanding between half-backs and forwards is the keystone of their success. One must express surprise at the visiting forwards falling so often into the offside trap. It looked as if they did so because they were not expecting such tactics from the home defence, and as a consequence, the game was pulled up quite often for offside decisions, some of them being hair-splitting in their fineness, but correct all the same. While opinions doubtless differ as to whether a better team could have been picked to represent Montreal against the rangers, yet it will be conceded that the local players played a smart game against their more experienced rivals. Pete Miller got in a lot of useful work ar centre half, although at times his placing of the ball was a little out. Husband was a good back, and was ably supported by his partner, Moon. Noseworthy while having no chance at all with the shots that beat hiem, made some brilliant saves, and showed his usual resourcefulness. Westwater the most dangerous of the local quintette, and if he had been fed more, Montreal would have been more in the picture. Duguid was always a trier, and apart from his smart goal, got the ball in the vicinity of Hamilton on more than one occasion. Cook and Baillie were clever in spots, although the former was often tempted to best his man instead of parting with the ball in the first instance. The spectators as a whole were greatly delighted with the game, and those responsible for its being stagged are to be congratulated on the smooth running of the arrangements and the splendid exhibition put up, a veritable eye-opener to those seeing the game played for the first time. Good educational work had been done by the Rangers team and Montreal soccer fans are pleased with the performance
