Ever dreamed of scoring the winning goal for Scotland? It’s something any player would love to put on his sporting CV.
   And one man, Angus McKinnon, has the unique claim to be the first ever to achieve the feat. He managed it in March 1874, when England were beaten 2-1.
   After the first two Scotland-England contests had finished in a draw and a defeat, a record crowd estimated at 7,000 was attracted to the West of Scotland Cricket Ground. We know from SFA accounts that spectators paid a shilling for a ticket, and that match cards were sold for a penny. The pitch ran on a gentle slope north-south with spectators lined up behind the ropes.
   Scotland captain JJ Thomson kicked off at 3.30 prompt, setting in motion a fascinating clash of styles as the English were markedly bigger and stronger, while the Scots made up for that with their clever passing game.
   England took the lead midway through the first half when Robert Kingsford chested the ball over the line. Under the rules of the day, ends were changed and it was Scotland's turn to have the advantage of playing downhill. The game was turned on its head shortly before half time: in the 40th minute Fred Anderson equalised, then three minutes later Angus McKinnon sent in a shot which slipped through the hands of English goalkeeper Welch. With no more scoring in the second half, this turned out to be the winning goal. Scotland had a victory to cherish.
   For McKinnon, it was just the start of a remarkable month of 'firsts'. The following Saturday he travelled south with the first Glasgow select team to Sheffield, and the week after that he took part in the inaugural Scottish Cup final, which Queen's Park won by defeating Clydesdale.
   Sadly, his goal-scoring ability did not earn him any more caps and this was his only appearance for the national team, although he did win two more Scottish Cup winner’s medals. He then suffered a serious illness which kept him out for a year, and despite making a comeback for Queen's Park and also serving as club secretary for a few months, in 1878 he decided to emigrate.
   Tracking down what happened to Angus McKinnon, and indeed where he originally came from, was not easy. According to DD Bone's Scottish Football Reminiscences, published in 1890, McKinnon had died 'about four years ago' in Canada. However, extensive searches failed to come up with any possible matches and it was only when browsing through the Scottish Athletic Journal from 1884 that I found a comment that McKinnon 'lies beneath the cold sod in Canada'.
   This inferred his death had taken place much earlier and eventually I found a manuscript register of his death in Kingston, Ontario in July 1880. This led me to an obituary notice the following month in the Glasgow Herald, placed by his mother; that in turn gave me a home address and I could start tracking him back. From Glasgow directories I found he had worked for West Watson & Son, merchants, but he was still invisible in the census returns.
   It was only by searching for his mother that I got the full story: it turned out Angus's father, Neil McKinnon, had died when he was an infant, his mother had remarried, and Angus appeared in the census under his step-father's surname, Taylor. He was 29 when he died which indicates he was born in 1851, but as this was before registration became compulsory there is no precise record.
   Scotland's other goalscorer in 1874, Fred Anderson, also had an unusual life. He was born in 1855 into a wealthy family – his father was a cotton merchant – and attended Glasgow Academy as a boy. When he was 12 his father moved to Cheshire and Fred spent a few years in Wilmslow but returned to Glasgow in the 1870s, playing football for Clydesdale.
   He won his sole cap for Scotland aged just 18 years and 110 days, making him one of our youngest ever internationalists.
   Like McKinnon he was selected for Glasgow to face Sheffield, and was then on the losing side in the first Scottish Cup final, but that summer he returned south to embark on a business career which took him all the way to China. He became chairman of Shanghai Municipal Council and was a director of rubber exporting companies in Malaysia. On retirement he donated a library to the School of Oriental and African Studies in London, and died in 1940 at Hungerford, leaving a fortune worth £261,000.

7 March 1874: Scotland 2 (Anderson, McKinnon), England 1 (Kingsford)

Scotland: Robert Gardner (Clydesdale), John Hunter (Third Lanark) and, Joseph Taylor (Queen's Park); Charles Campbell (Queen's Park) and James Thomson (Queen's Park, capt); James Weir (Queen's Park), John Ferguson (Vale of Leven), Harry McNeil (Queen's Park), William Mackinnon (Queen's Park), Angus McKinnon (Queen's Park), Fred Anderson (Clydesdale).

The story of footballer and war hero George Brewster has finally been uncovered.
   I became interested in Brewster's life as part of my Scotland internationalist project, after establishing that his widely published birth in 1893 at Culsalmond, Aberdeenshire, had to be wrong; that man died in 1921, the same year that the strapping centre half won his Scotland cap in a 3-0 trouncing of England at Hampden.
   Brewster played for Aberdeen before joining Everton in January 1920 for a record fee of £2,400. He was later at Wolves, Lovell's Athletic and Wallasey, had a short spell in the USA with Brooklyn Wanderers, and ended his career in Inverness as player manager of Caledonian.
   It was relatively easy to find out that he was in fact born in Logie Buchan in 1891, and also that he was decorated in the First World War, awarded the Military Medal in 1918. However, the trail went cold after his time in Inverness and I was delighted that Everton historian Tony Onslow was able to step in and find out what happened.
  He not only worked out Brewster's family, he tracked his final resting place in Lancashire, where he died exactly fifty years ago in 1964. Tony's fascinating article on George Brewster is published this week on the Everton website Toffeeweb, and you can also read it here.

Further details about the life of Andrew Watson, the first black international footballer, have come to light with the digitisation of shipping manifests on the genealogy website ancestry.
   It was already known that he qualified as a First Class Engineer in May 1893, and these fascinating new records reveal the work he was able to obtain over the next few years while he had his home in Liverpool. Not only do they show his address (he seems to have moved several times) and his pay, they are all personally signed by him.
   The first was an 18 day journey on the Louisianan in October 1893, and he went on to make five voyages on the same ship over the next year as Second Engineer, paid at the rate of £11 per month. There is then a gap before his first voyage on a ship called, appropriately enough, the West Indian in January 1896; however, the register for the first voyage says his most recent ship had been the Waesland. He had 13 voyages on the West Indian, travelling four or five times a year, and during this period was promoted to Chief Engineer, with a pay rise to £15 per month.
   The only other surviving shipping record is an intriguing one from 1901 which shows Andrew Watson, together with his wife Eliza and their two children Henry and Phyllis, sailing from Liverpool to Philadelphia. They were on their way to visit a friend called JD Caswell in New Orleans, presumably for a family holiday. The ship they travelled on was the Waesland, which was one of his former employers.
   Although these are an incomplete record of Watson's maritime career (most of the manifests do not even reveal the ships' destinations), they do help to fill in some gaps in the life of one of football's most important early characters.

The first black international footballer, Andrew Watson, has been recognised with a place in the Oxford Dictionary of National Biography as part of its 10th anniversary update.
   Watson, whose full story only came to light last year when my research was published, captained Scotland to an astonishing 6-1 victory over England on his international debut in 1881. For many years his fate was unknown until I tracked down his death in London in 1921, and visited his gravestone. I was delighted to be asked by the ODNB to contribute his entry for the Dictionary.
   Andrew Watson was born in Georgetown, British Guiana (now Guyana) in 1856 to Peter Miller Watson, a Scottish sugar planter and Hannah Rose, a local woman. Despite being black and illegitimate, he was generally accepted by his fellow footballers as he was a 'gentleman' (he was of independent means after his father left him a substantial legacy), but there are hints that he required broad shoulders. 
   While most descriptions were purely about his ability, there was some evidence of discrimination: 'Both on and off the field he is courtesy and unostentation personified and although of a most powerful build he invariably plays a sterling honest game. … Although on more than one occasion subjected to vulgar insults by splenetic, ill-tempered players, he uniformly preserved that gentlemanly demeanour … he is the embodiment of rare geniality and kind-heartedness' (Scottish Athletic Journal, 15 December 1885). 
   Less controversially, the 1880 Scottish Football Annual described him as: 'One of the very best backs we have; since joining Queen’s Park has made rapid strides to the front as a player; has great speed and tackles splendidly; powerful and sure kick; well worthy of a place in any representative team.'
   In over a decade of top level football in Scotland and England he was a significant personality and helped to draw crowds and plaudits wherever he played. Capped three times by Scotland, all comprehensive victories, he missed out on further international honours by moving to England. Having first come to prominence with Glasgow team Parkgrove, he won the Scottish Cup four times with Queen's Park, and played for a range of teams in England including Swifts, Pilgrims, Corinthians and finally Bootle, having gone to Liverpool to pursue a career as a maritime engineer.

Andrew Watson set a number of firsts for a black footballer:

+ First black player to gain representative honours, playing for Glasgow v Sheffield in February 1880;
+ First black player to win Scottish Cup, in 1880/81 with Queen’s Park;
+ First black internationalist, captaining Scotland v England, 12 March 1881;
+ First black administrator, as match secretary with Parkgrove 1878-80 and club secretary with Queen's Park 1881-82;
+ First black player in FA Cup, reaching 4th round in 1882-83 with Swifts;
+ First black match official, as umpire for Old Carthusians v Royal Engineers, FA Cup, 25 Jan 1883;
+ First black player for Corinthians, on their Easter Tour in March 1883
+ First to play for an English county, Surrey v Notts in March 1884 (as a Swifts player);
+ And possibly the first black professional. In December 1887, Great Bridge Unity FC protested to the FA Cup committee against Watson and Hastings of Bootle for professionalism; however the case was dismissed (an investigation by the Lancashire FA also failed to find evidence).

Andrew Watson is the 16th Scottish footballer to be included in the Oxford Dictionary of National Biography. The others are: Walter Arnott, Jim Baxter, Billy Bremner, tommy Burns, Matt Busby, Alex James, Jimmy Johnstone, Arthur Kinnaird, RS McColl, Jimmy McGrory, Ally McLeod, Jock Stein, Fergus Suter, John Thomson and George Young.

The latest addition to my collection of digitised Scottish sports books is Football Described by Giants of the Game. Originally published in 1904 on poor quality paper, few copies have survived and even the National Library of Scotland's copy is missing.
   The book is unusual as it gives prominent footballers the opportunity to describe in detail their approach to their specialisms, at a time when there were 11 distinct positions on the field from goalkeeper to outside left, and players would stick to their allotted role. Here, they offer advice to young players but also talk about their own science.    Here, for example, is goalkeeper Harry Rennie talking about narrowing the angle: "I think a goalkeeper should not be content to stand and catch cold in his goal, letting his opponents shoot at their own sweet will. He should try and inflict his will on them by leaving his goal (within easy reach) and thus inducing his opponents to throw away their chances by shooting from impossible distances." He writes of special bending, twisting, stretching and breathing exercises, and how to distribute the ball upfield.
   Welsh genius Billy Meredith talks of crossing the ball from the goalline, Jack Bell about the importance of teamwork, Dickie Boyle on good communication. It all adds up to the conclusion that footballers by the end of the Victorian era thought a great deal about tactics, practice and coaching.
   The chapter headings are: 
Goalkeeping: Harry Rennie (Hibernian)
Right back: Walter Arnott (Queen’s Park)
Full back: Dan Doyle (Celtic)
Right half: Richard Boyle (Dundee)
Centre half: James Kelly (Celtic)
Left half: Jackie Robertson (Rangers)
Outside right: Billy Meredith (Manchester City)
Inside right: John Campbell (Third Lanark)
Centre forward: Bob Hamilton (Rangers)
Inside left: Alex McMahon (Celtic)
Outside left: John Bell (Preston North End)

Click on the image above to download a pdf of the book.

A tale of heroism by one of Scottish football’s pioneers, James Weir, has come to light thanks to an anecdote by one of his contemporaries.
   Archie Hunter, a star with Aston Villa in the 1880s, wrote a series of reminiscences in which he described a drunken episode which ended with Weir being hailed as the hero of a major fire in Glasgow’s south side.
   Weir was capped four times by Scotland, including the first ever international in 1872, and won the Scottish Cup three times with Queen’s Park. He was known as the ‘Prince of Dribblers’, an accolade which Hunter said was fully deserved: “I think he was the best forward in Scotland, and when he once got possession of the ball no one could take it from him. If you could have seen him play you would have remembered it. He was a merry fellow, always ready for fun and when the game was over no one liked a frolic better than he did.”
   Hunter recalled a night out in Glasgow which would not be out of place among today’s footballers: “A few of us were going home together and Jimmy Weir was in a fine rollicking mood. He had been – well, celebrating a victory that day – and he was amusing us with his little pranks and his livery chatter. We were all in the best of spirits and made a merry little party.
   “All at once we were startled by a loud alarm in the street and a cry of Fire! Fire! The people, excited as they always are on such occasions, began to run in the direction indicated by a red glare in the distance and we followed them. Sure enough a house was on fire and the flames were getting a firm hold on the building. Worse than that, there were people in the house and already there was such a blaze that they found it hard to make their way to the doors.
   “Presently, amid all the smoke and flame we saw a face at one of the topmost windows – a face that looked ghastly in the glare and was full of horror and despair. There were no ladders at hand and the lower part of the building was ablaze. It looked as if the poor creature – whether man or woman we could not distinguish – must be burnt to death in that furnace.
   “Well, Jimmy was a carpenter by trade and I suppose he knew something about climbing up and down houses. What did he do but coolly commence to climb up a high wall, from which he could throw a rope to the poor creature who was in such terrible danger. We watched him go up and before very long – though it seemed a long time then – he managed to bring the poor thing down; and how he was cheered by the people to be sure! His heroism wasn’t soon forgotten.”
   It is a fascinating story, and what is more it is entirely true. I recently stumbled across a report of the incident in the Glasgow Herald of 26 February 1877.

Shortly after 12 on Saturday night, a serious fire occurred at No Man’s Land, whereby a fine tenement of shops and dwelling houses was burned, the furniture and fittings destroyed, and the lives of the occupants placed in imminent danger. The tenement was situated at the corner of Winton Terrace (Victoria Road) and Allison Street, with a frontage to each thoroughfare of about 90 feet, and was four storeys in height. The ground flat was occupied as shops – a general store, conducted on the American principle and carried on by Mr James Graham, and a fruiterer’s and two drapers’ premises. The flats above, which were divided into dwellings of four rooms and kitchen, and five rooms and kitchen, were fully occupied by five families. The fire originated in Mr Graham’s store, whence it spread with great rapidity.

The report explained how residents were alerted by the local police sergeant, Mr Taylor, who climbed the tenement stairs to the top level, shouting ‘Fire’ as he went. But he was not alone:

Mr Weir, well known in football circles, also lent admirable assistance in making the inmates aware of the alarming position in which they were placed – a task which was not accomplished without considerable difficulty. When there were still a number of persons within the building, the flames had burst into the lobby, but Taylor and Mr Weir succeeded in penetrating through them and a second time reaching the upper flats, where were found a number of people in a terror-stricken state. It was impossible to reach the street through the lobby.
   Fortunately, a balcony ran along the front of the second storey, and the sergeant at once stepped on to the balcony, and passing along to the south end he saw that if the parties could be landed on the window sill of a house in the adjoining tenement they would be safe. By a loud knocking on the window he attracted the attention of a young man who was within, and by his aid got the window opened.

Nobody was killed but the tenement was destroyed which is why the building now on that site in Victoria Road is a different style to the rest of the street. The paper praised the efforts of the rescuers: “There seemed throughout a generous resignation of self”.
   On the day of the rescue, Weir and Hunter had both played for the ‘Improbables’ in the Scotland international trial, which their team won 3-0; the match report in the Herald was on the opposite page to the story of the fire.
   Weir’s life was certainly not lacking in drama. In 1881 he emigrated to Australia, a course that would eventually lead to his death in the outback eight years later, a story I outlined in my book First Elevens. The death notice was in the Adelaide Advertiser:

WEIR.—On the 23rd April, at Warrina Hospital, Great Northern Extension Railway, after an illness of 3 weeks and 3 days, James Biger Weir, of typhoid fever and congestion of the lungs. Deeply regretted by his wife.

When the book came out, I did not know the identity of his wife but have since discovered her name - and that leads to another tale. They married in Adelaide on 3 November 1886, and the reason I know is that they celebrated rather too much:

His wife’s story is quite incredible, too. Born Emma Jane Tampion in 1858, she crops up regularly in newspaper reports. Her parents divorced in 1869, three years later she absconded from Adelaide Industrial School, and she married no less than five times. 
   James Weir was her third husband, and she wasted no time in finding a fourth as she married a Thomas Neylon less than two months after Weir’s death. There are reports through the 1890s of Emma Neylon being fined for drunkenness but she must have sobered up eventually as in 1907 she married her fifth husband and lived until 1937.

James Biggar Weir
Born 21 October 1851 in Gorbals, Glasgow.
Died 23 April 1889 at Warrina, South Australia.

A couple of years ago I wrote a blog about the footballer Eadie Fraser; this was spotted by a distant relative of the player who contacted me with some extraordinary information: he had the player's diary, letters and photos. Consequently, I have pieced together this tragic story of the player's life and early death.


Early in 1886, Reverend Alex Miller hurried to a Sydney hospital where he had heard a family friend from Scotland lay dying. He was too late. The young man called Eadie Fraser had already passed away, and the minister could only undertake the sad task of conducting the 25-year-old’s funeral, before writing to his family - news which took six weeks to arrive.
   With this death in Australia, Scotland lost one of her most gifted footballers. The precocious talent known as ‘Graceful Eadie’ had broken into an exceptional Queen’s Park team as a teenager and won five Scotland caps along with two Scottish Cup medals. “His movements were perfect,” wrote the club historian. “His popularity was extraordinary. On the field and off it he was a thorough gentleman, and never descended to those tricks which tend to bring the game into disrepute.”
   The recent rediscovery of Fraser’s personal diaries has shed new light on a short but extraordinary life that spanned four continents: born in Canada, he grew up in Scotland, went to work in Nigeria and died in Australia.
   Born in 1860 to a deeply religious family in Ontario, where his father John (originally from Grantown-on-Spey) was a Presbyterian minister, he was named after Dr John Eadie, a professor of biblical literature. Two years later he came to Scotland when his father took charge of a congregation in the Gorbals.
   Young Eadie started out in football with Kerland, a team in Crosshill, and at 18 was invited to join Queen’s Park. After making the Glasgow select team he won his first cap for Scotland against Wales in 1880 and further international honours followed as he enthralled spectators with his effortless dribbling down the left.

   He even served as club secretary for Queen’s Park, but in the amateur age he also had to make a living and was offered a lucrative job in Africa with Miller Brothers, Glasgow-based traders in palm oil. He played his last match for the club in February 1884, a Scottish Cup semi-final victory over Hibs, and a few days later set sail for the Niger Delta (now in Nigeria), keeping a diary of his progress during the five week journey.
   There was almost a party atmosphere on board the SS Benguela as a group of 18 young men headed for postings in the colonies, putting on light entertainments and playing deck games. Fraser was the only non-drinker which gave him at least one advantage on the voyage: “The chaps are all up and many of them are wishing they had been like me last night and they would have no headaches this morning.”
   Stopping over on Madeira, he had a surprise encounter: “We were sitting on the roadside when two gentlemen on a bullock car passed us. I noticed one of them looked very hard at me. About a dozen yards further on the car stopped and the gentleman got out. He came back to us, and looking at me he asked “Is your name Fraser?” I felt astonished but said “It is”. “Is it Eadie Fraser?” he asked again. “Man, man, the last time I saw you was when your club the QP were playing against the Dumbarton at Boghead in the cup-tie last year”.”

  As the ship reached the west African coast, his fellow passengers were dropped off one by one at their posts, before it was his turn, greeted at the New Calabar river by the Miller Bros agent.
   Fraser’s first impressions were positive: “Opobo is a very nice place, indeed it is the prettiest and healthiest of all the rivers on the West Coast. There are five factories on the one side of the river, and ours is the only one on this side. I make the third white man in the employment. We have a splendid dwelling house – it is very airy and has a splendid veranda all around it. The food is very good. I have a black boy to wait on me alone. He works from 6 in the morning until 6 o’clock in the evening and we rest on Sunday.”
   The first year went well, his father sent him copies of Scottish Umpire to keep him up to date with football news, and in a lively letter home early in 1885 he talked of hosting a successful visit from the firm’s agent, Captain Hooper, who was “awfully well pleased with us and the way the business has been carried out”.
   Ominously, he also mentioned the oppressive heat reaching 130 degrees F (54C) and he soon fell seriously ill with tuberculosis, returning to Scotland to convalesce in a nursing home, before being advised to try the dry climate of Australia to effect a cure. Queen’s Park and Rangers played a benefit match to send him on his way and in September 1885 he bade a tearful farewell at Greenock, seen off by his brother Bob (who, although not so talented, would later win the Glasgow Cup with Queen’s Park).
   In stark contrast to his African trip, the three month voyage to Australia was a desperate trial as his health went downhill. The sole paying passenger on the cargo ship Ardmore, Fraser was utterly miserable and after catching a chill he collapsed, coughing up blood, and spent much of the trip in delirium, confined to his bunk, getting bedsores as he could only lie on one side.
   He was taken straight to hospital on arrival where, reviving briefly, he wrote what turned out to be his last letter home: “I hope to be all right in a couple of months. I am in the finest hospital in Sydney, best attention medical and nursing,” he said, but made it clear he was worried about finance: “I am paying £1 a week and I have only £8 altogether so I badly require money.” 
   Even on the other side of the world, Fraser was well known and was visited in hospital by David Walker, chairman of the Sydney YMCA and a keen footballer, who then summoned a Presbyterian minister, Alex Miller, who had studied divinity with one of Fraser’s Queen’s Park colleagues, WW Beveridge. He came too late, and Miller had the sad task of returning the young man’s belongings to his family.
   Miller also set up an Eadie Fraser Memorial Fund in Sydney to pay for a headstone at his grave, but the appeal failed to gather sufficient funds from local footballers; even a request for a contribution from Queen’s Park fell on deaf ears. Sadly, his final resting place in the city’s vast Rookwood Cemetery remains unmarked.
   Fraser’s African adventure and the struggles of the final voyage might have remained unknown had it not been for the rediscovery of his diaries and letters by his great great nephew Alex Cochrane. While some of the originals are too fragile to handle, they have been transcribed: “They were copied to my mother from a North American member of the extended Fraser clan,” he said. “The final letter is the most poignant with a description of the awful time he had.”  Mr Cochrane, who lives in Glasgow, also has photos of Eadie alongside some of the Queen’s Park greats.
   The diaries bring home the tragedy of a brief but much celebrated life, which one contemporary sports writer summed up: “I question very much if any forward of that time exercised such a potent influence over the spectators, and no style of play was more followed by the younger dribblers than that of Fraser.”

Malcolm John Eadie Fraser
Born 4 March 1860 at Goderich, Ontario
Died 8 January 1886 at Prince Alfred Hospital, Sydney

As regular readers of my blog will know, I am working on a new Who's Who of Scotland internationalists. The project is slowly making progress, and I am now down to just 20 footballers whose life details are still unknown (and for 12 of those I have a date of birth, at least).
   A breakthrough this week came with the discovery of what happened to John Walker, a forward who not only won five caps for Scotland but was also a key player with Hearts, Liverpool, Rangers and Morton. He won two League Championships and the Scottish Cup with Hearts - (he is pictured above with the 1897 Hearts side, fourth from left in back row) but is perhaps most famous for scoring the goal that clinched Liverpool's first Football League Championship. His goal against West Brom on 29 April 1901, the final match of the season, secured a 1-0 win for Liverpool, who won the league by two points from Sunderland.
   As with many players, the first challenge was that his widely-quoted date of birth (31 May 1874) is wrong. Thanks to Hearts historian David Speed, and with confirmation from SFA registers which provide his address in Woodend Rows, Torphichen, by Armadale, he was in fact born in Shotts on 24 August 1873. His parents were Thomas Walker and Elizabeth Reid.
   John Walker started his football career in Armadale and signed for Hearts in 1893, moving to Liverpool with teammate Tom Robertson in 1898. They can both be found in the 1901 census, boarding with the Liverpool trainer, James Chapman, who had also come from Hearts (centre of back row in above photo). The following season Walker returned to Scotland with Rangers, and three years later ended his career at Morton.
   What happened after that has long been a mystery, but after finding a reference in an Armadale history that said he settled in Canada, I had a new angle to follow. More searching finally turned up his name on a family grave (pictured below) in Woodend cemetery outside Armadale, just a stone's throw from where he was brought up. From that it can be confirmed that John Walker died on 17 February 1937 in the small community of Louise, Manitoba, where he had lived with his sister Lilias.
   Finally, the record can be put straight for another famous Scottish footballer.

Since writing this article, I have been made aware that there is a superb tribute to John Walker and his brother Thomas on the Military Museums of Calgary website. You can read it here:
​https://themilitarymuseums.ca/mmural/51-100/074/m074.html

There is a growing body of literature and research into sport during the First World War, and an excellent addition is this excellent new book by Alan Brown, World War One and Scottish Football.
   The Ayrshire-based researcher has put together a comprehensive review of senior football from 1914 to 1919, much of it published for the first time. Alongside a commentary of major events, there are full team lines and goalscorers for every Scottish League match (note that the Scottish Football League continued during the conflict, unlike the situation in England), as well as local cup competitions. He has identified over a hundred professional footballers with a Scottish connection who were killed in the conflict, with a short biography of each.
  The book is A4 with 120 pages and costs £10 plus £2 postage direct from the author. Full details here: http://scottishfootballhistory.files.wordpress.com/2014/05/book-advertisement.jpg