Jack Gibson s powerhouse Eastern Suburbs team thumped St George by 38-0 in the 1975 NSWRL grand final; a match as much remembered for the white boots worn by an injured Graeme Langlands.
NRL.com has gone into the vault to find footage of the grand finals from the pre-NRL era dating back to 1966 and will be showcasing these games, including a full replay, match highlights and great moments from the encounters.
The 1975 decider - the first to be telecast in colour - finished with the biggest-ever grand final margin at the time (a record that stood until Manly defeated Melbourne 40-0 to win the 2008 NRL premiership) in an era where tries were worth three points.
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2020 was both a year to remember and a year we all want to forget.
Before it’s too far gone, let’s take some time to remember some of the rugby league players who left us for good in 2020.
1. Paul Fisher
A Souths-Sunnybank junior and a very accomplished and highly regarded player in the Brisbane competition, Paul Fisher was equally at home at either halfback, hooker or fullback. He was selected in the Queensland residents team in 1992 under coach Paul Vautin.
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This is the 26th article in the ongoing series where we remember some of the forgotten players from your favourite club.
The Western Suburbs Magpies were one of the league’s foundation clubs and were renowned for playing their football hard and tough. Opposition players knew that a visit to Wests home grounds at Pratten Park, Lidcombe Oval and Orana Park would probably result in a loss of some skin and more than a few bruises.
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The saying goes that you can’t coach speed and that’s probably true. But raw speed alone isn’t enough to hold a place in first grade.
There’s nothing better than watching some of the modern games speed men tearing down the field, leaving opposition defenders in their wake, and the game has been blessed with fast and talented players since day one.
When I started watching the game in the mid ’60s, nearly every team had their marquis speed men, ready to bring the crowd to their feet and scorch down the sideline when the ball came their way. In those days, these flyers invariably played on the wing, although at times speed merchants like Reg Gasnier found themselves playing in the centres.