John Grant
From Pompey to the SOG presidency – a journey of pride and passion
Photo: By kind permission of EADT
I certainly have since – several times. Football isn’t loved by everyone, I can understand that. But those of us with the game, and more especially our clubs, deeply rooted in our lives, our hearts, our DNA, will know that the emotions expressed by those Town fans at Fratton all those years ago are ones to savour and to cherish. There were people on the pitch. They thought it was all over. And, in a football sense, indeed it was. But as far as my connection with Suffolk, with the Suffolk Ornithologists’ Group and a with a muchvalued close friend is concerned, in some weird and truly wonderful way, the scene that unfolded at about 4.40pm on Saturday, May 4, 1968, was just the beginning. Let me explain. I was a 14-year-old Portsmouth Football Club fan looking on from the Fratton End at my beloved Pompey’s Fratton Park home as hundreds of Ipswich Town fans invaded the hallowed turf. Us Pompey fans were sporting enough not to begrudge the leaping throng their moments of joy – their team, under the leadership of then boss Bill McGarry, had just beaten us 2-1 on the final day of the 1967-1968 season to pip Queen’s Park Rangers to the old Second Division title. Good on them. They deserved it, and their unbridled passion and delight I can recall to this day. I hadn’t experienced it for myself with Pompey at that stage, but thankfully
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I later learned that among the delirious Suffolk hordes dancing about on the pitch was a certain “bean-Pole” of a lad who, 10 years later in 1978, I was to meet for the first time. He’s Steve Piotrowski and since that very first introduction during a birding visit to Landguard, long before the place became a bird observatory, he’s been a truly great mate and an absolute inspiration for me, as well as for countless other Suffolk birders. Of course, he’s pulled my leg on many occasions about Fratton ’68 – but Pompey have seen to it that I’ve got my own back in very good measure several times since! It was Steve who recruited me to the ranks of the Suffolk Ornithologists’ Group and for almost 40 years the group has been a central part of my life. It’s been a treasured source of fun and friendship ever since I first signed up. I’ve enjoyed hundreds of indoor meetings and field trips, and I’ve always admired – and in my own small ways tried to advance – the spirit of camaraderie that exists among us members. To me, that’s
