| Those who lost their
lives:
GLASGOW DAVID ANDERSON [45] LIVERPOOL NIGEL PICKUP [9] EDINBURGH WALTER RAEBURN [36] LANARKSHIRE THOMAS DICKSON [32] ARGYLL GEORGE IRWIN [22] FIFE PETER EASTON [13] RENFREWSHIRE HUGH ADDIE [33] STIRLINGSHIRE MARGARET FERGUSON [18] WEST LOTHIAN RUSSEL MALCOLM [16] DUMBARTONSHIRE GEORGE ADAMS [43] EAST LOTHIAN JAMES McGOVERN [24] |
"As Rangers failed to make any
significant challenge to Celtic at the top of the league, 2 January 1971
arrived to make everyone forget about football. At the end of the'Old
Firm' clash at Ibrox, the steel barriers on Stairway 13 in the ground gave
way and a total of sixty-six people were suffocated to death and many more
injured in the resulting crush. It was thought that Colin Stein's dramatic
equaliser for Rangers in the final seconds of the match, a minute after
Jimmy Johnstone had opened the scoring for Celtic, caused fans who were
leaving the ground to come back and meet a wave of jubilant fans coming in
the opposite direction. The inquiry that followed the horrific disaster
found this to be untrue. The crowd had remained to the end and were
heading in the same direction when the crush took place halfway down
Stairway 13. The game had been good-natured and there were just two
arrests made by police, both for drunkenness, in the all-ticket crowd of
80,000.
The Old Firm came together to help the victims of the tragedy and a special match between Scotland and a Rangers and Celtic Select XI was played in front of an 81,405 crowd at Hampden." - Rangers :The Official Illustrated History by Stephen Halliday
A minute's silence will be observed before today's match as a mark of respect to the 66 supporters who tragically lost their lives a Ibrox Stadium on this day, twenty years ago. Willie Waddell wrote at the time:
Ibrox Stadium has been rebuilt in their memory. Team captain on that tragic day, John Greig, now the club's Public
Relations Executive, recalled the events that will remain in his memory
forever.
"The disaster will never leave me. Never a day goes by that it doesn't go through my mind. I still get letters from guys who have never been back to Ibrox for a game since that day. I have taken some of them around the stadium for them to see what it is like now. The new stadium is, in fact, a testament to those who died. In the trophy room there is a beautiful picture of the old stadium up on the wall. For me, it is one of the most important things in that room andI make a point of showing it to the people who go there. It's important, especially for the young fans who have only seen the new stadium, that they know the history of this club, where we came from and why we came from that point."
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My Father: GEORGE ALEXANDER SMITH By
CRAIG SMITH
He was a glazier to trade, and until, 3 years ago I had followed in his
footsteps. My lasting memories of him are of a kind and loving father, a man with
a smile on his face. My last memory was the day of the 'old firm' game a Ibrox on
the 2nd of January 1971. As he put his coat on to go to the game I asked if I
could go with him, he laughed as he pointed out that my two older brothers
weren't going with him as it was too big a match, he turned and kissed us all
goodbye. He was off to meet up with his brother John and his brother-in-law
Alex.It was the usual after the New Year plenty of presents for us all still to
play with and my brother's birthday the next day. The weather was foggy and
cold. As the day went on it didn't seem any different from any other. At about
ten to five a news flash interrupted the T.V. there had been an accident at
Ibrox that's all it said, no mention of the scale, just that some people had been
injured, my brothers immediately pointed out that the picture that had been
flashed up on the screen was not of Ibrox, something that STV was very good at.
My mother looked worried but not concerned, as time moved on though she did,
usually he would go to the pub after the game but on this night they had
arranged to go to the golf club dance, she started to get worried why hadn't he
called, she started to call round his friends and family but no one had heard
from any of them that were at the match. It was now getting late and you could
tell there was something not right just by my mothers expressions, she was on
the phone constantly. We lived at that time in a high rise flat 14 floors up at
Tarfside Oval, in Cardonald. Above our living room was the landing that lead to the lift, I
remember a loud noise, a lot of people walking along it at the same time, then the
door bell went and my brother Stephen went up the stairs to answer it. I was sitting
in the living room with my other brother George, people were coming down the
stairs, my mum screamed, then George screamed, tears were streaming down their
cheeks, I couldn't understand what was going on.
My father and his brother and brother in law were standing at the Rangers end.
It was 1-0 to Celtic near the final whistle then Rangers scored, jubilantly they
made their way to the top of the terracing at stairway 13, as they got nearer the
top they could feel the crowd getting tighter. People behind pushing them on and
over the top of the stairs, worried looks on people as if they knew there was
something wrong. Over they went being forced by the weight behind them, it
seemed that they were about half way down the stairs. John was now lifted off
his feet, Alex had managed somehow to get over the fence which was at the side
of the stairs, my dad pushed John up and over towards the fence, people were
pulling each other over the fence, as John got over he looked out on the sea of
faces and it was obvious that people were dead, he turned to look for his brother
George and as he reached for him saw him swept away with the force of the crowd.
Screaming at him he saw his brother, my father, die, upright. The life squeezed
from him.
As my fathers family made their way to my house, they went to my grans house
first, my mothers mother, who lived across the street. In there were my mothers
brothers who had been waiting to go to the golf club dance. When she answered
the door my uncles said that they had lost George at Ibrox, he was dead. It was
decided that my mother's brothers would come over and tell us the news. On the
way they met two policemen who were about to come over and they said that they
would break the news to their sister, the police looked relieved, who wouldn't
be. That was the crowd of people who came to the door that night, my fathers
brothers couldn't move with shock, who could blame them. Anger followed this, that
a stairway on which had already had deaths could be left to kill so many. On the
same stairway in September 1961 two were killed, then on September 1967 eight
were injured and again on 2nd of January 1969 twenty-four were injured.
At that time we lived in house 66 on the 14th floor, although you had to walk
down to our living-room on the 13th floor. My father was born on the 14th of
August, was killed on the 13th stair and was one of 66 killed.
This is to the memory of all 66 who were killed and to the scars of the 145
injured.
Craig Smith
Livingston.
For more there is a link with
The Strathclyde Fire Brigade Preservation Group
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