Frank Worthington's magical Brighton moment will live with me forever
Ian Hart: Sad news on Tuesday with the announcement of the passing of the legendary Frank Worthington, who died at the age of 72.
Albion fans were lucky enough to enjoy a season of the legend, 1984/85, in an Albion shirt, and his sublime left foot strike at the Goldstone against Wimbledon in late 1984 will live with me forever.
Frank burnt the candle at both ends and, in the middle. I had the pleasure of his company years later and he recounted the seven times he scored for the Albion.
He also added that Alan Mullery had initially tried to sign him in the summer of 1977, Wardie and Frank what a combination that would have been!
It was nothing less than a travesty that he only won eight caps for England, he famously ‘failed’ a medical at Liverpool after a heavy night in the summer of 1974.
He would have been Bob Paisley’s first signing for the Reds. What if he’d passed that medical?
Would the nation now be mourning one of the greatest flair players this country has ever produced, and the man who scored the winning goal in the 1978 World Cup Final?
RIP Frank, you truly were a legend.
BRIGHTON 3-0 NEWCASTLE
Almost a sense of déjà vu for the first half an hour at the Amex on Saturday night, the Albion dominate but despite a plethora of chances can’t score.
I was just beginning to write about an impending sense of inevitability on my tablet when Leo Trossard opened the scoring with his sublime strike.
The goal was so impressive, the Albion produced a carbon copy to double their lead early in the second half through Danny Welbeck.
Two telling statistics were immediately regaled to me in the Amex press box: It was the first time this season the Albion had gone 2-0 up at the Amex and the first time in their four-year Premier League tenure they had scored two goals in a game from outside the box!
With the resurgent Maupay getting the third, the Albion ran out worthy winners and all but quashed any thoughts of relegation.
That said, I’ve been irked in the early part of this week by a recurring question amongst many fans. “Was Saturday night about how good the Albion were or more about how bad Newcastle were?”
Honest answer, a bit of both, to a degree. I feel sorry for the Newcastle faithful as the team that Steve Bruce took out was embarrassing at times, have they gone on strike?
Don’t know. As an Albion fan, do I care? Not really. It’s a dog-eat-dog world and this time next year I care not a jot which League the Toon are in, but the Albion have to stay up.