1990! That sounded terribly futuristic back in the 1980’s! In the ever-accurate world of science fiction we were witnessing the crashing of an alien slave ship in the Mojave desert, and mourning the sixth anniversary of the advent of Orwell’s Big Brother.
We were just seven years away from the island of Manhattan being turned into a prison, and nine years away from seeing a bunch of has-been Anglo-American character actors being blasted into space clinging to Moonbase Alpha.
Ahem, meanwhile, in the real world….
Ernie Moss – ah, where would a fledgling fanzine have been without him?
We marvelled at his heading ability and positional play. We swooned over his eye for goal and link-up play with Robbie Cooke. We admired his pace and stamina for a man of his incredibly advanced years (a full 4 years younger than I am now!) All that and he was kind enough to be easy to draw!
We were just seven years away from the island of Manhattan being turned into a prison, and nine years away from seeing a bunch of has-been Anglo-American character actors being blasted into space clinging to Moonbase Alpha.
Ahem, meanwhile, in the real world….
Ernie Moss – ah, where would a fledgling fanzine have been without him?
We marvelled at his heading ability and positional play. We swooned over his eye for goal and link-up play with Robbie Cooke. We admired his pace and stamina for a man of his incredibly advanced years (a full 4 years younger than I am now!) All that and he was kind enough to be easy to draw!
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