Gib's Journey - by Rev Ian Gregory

When Rev ‘Gib’ Gregory moved to Derby in 1941 it was the beginning of a ten-year relationship not just with a large family of members at Normanton Road Congregational Church, but with Derby County - the Rams.  It had been a toss-up whether young Gabriel continued a career with the cotton industry in Bolton, his birthplace, or enter the Christian ministry. He had been ‘converted’ at a meeting in Bolton market place and as a determined disciple of Jesus Christ was intent on training for a career in the independent nonconformist churches.His widowed mother was strongly opposed to necessary university education for such a career, and needed his paltry wages from the cotton mill.  She even threw his study books into the fire. But Gib persevered, and after a spell in a Manchester Church, moved on to Derby. During his Manchester ministry he played for a local team, at Prestwich, and would arrive on Sunday to take the morning service, bruised and battered from the previous day’s match.  He was an excellent centre half, suffering, as all players did, from heading the often wet and heavy leather ball.  

The Oxford Chitral Expedition 1958 - by Ted Norrish

When I was aged 10 my grandfather gave me as a Christmas present the Times Atlas of the world. I spent many hours studying every map on every page, especially the maps of the main mountain ranges. From as early as the age of five, I remember that I loved beautiful country and hills, and I decided that one day I would be a mountaineer.

In my atlas I noticed the small independent states of Chitral and Swat (now part of Pakistan), and in Chitral I counted the Hindu Kush peaks of Tirich Mir, Noshaq, Istoro Nal and Sad Istragh. For some reason I decided that, if it was still unclimbed, I would one day organise an expedition to Sad Istragh.

Childhood activities - Jean Brough

Childhood activities - Jean Brough

I started Abbey Hulton Infants School at age five, that was 1938, I loved going playing with other children in the playground, skipping and playing tick. Then it was junior school at the same school - we were involved with more sports like running, we were put in groups and had a coloured sash. I think I was in the blue team.

Alan Hudson, hero and inspiration - by Steve Shaw

I will never forget my first match: a big European game under the lights as Dutch giants Ajax came to town. I wasn’t really there for the football. Although I was just nine years old, I was there for the atmosphere, the experience: the noise, the smells, the kinship, the camaraderie. 
People talk about culture, and this was real working class culture. 

A few memories of Klondyke Bill - by Barbara Jones

A few memories of Klondyke Bill - by Barbara Jones

A few years ago I was fortunate enough to meet and become friends with some well-known wrestlers from around the country. I met many of them while they were working for Orig Williams from a base in Rhyl. Amongst my favourites were Might Chang, Klondyke Kate (who lives in Bentilee even as I type), Frank Cullen, Steve Peacock and Johnny Palance. My most favourite of all though was Klondyke Bill...

What Sport Means To Me - Jonathan Pace

As Stoke on Trent celebrates European City of Sport, Jonathan Pace – Head of Sports Development & Active Lifestyles at Staffordshire University, tells us what sport means to him...

Having been asked to write a piece for The Sentinel, I immediately phoned my dad.
I tend to share all of my good news stories with him. I also tend to use it as a way of showing off. My dad is, you see, a massive local sports supporter, and has been all his life.

Tom Brennan: The Man Who Made a Difference - by Anthony Bunn

Sporting Stories writes: Tom Brennan is a former Lord Mayor of Stoke-on-Trent and was instrumental in developing sports facilities in the city.  He also founded the city’s Sports Personality of the Year awards.  At 82 he’s still active in championing sport in the city.  We’re grateful to Anthony Bunn for capturing in this piece some of what makes Tom such a powerful advocate for Stoke-on-Trent.