An issue of “Soccer Star” magazine from 1964 carried the following story:
SWANSEA TOWN’S BOY OF THE YEAR
Twelve-year-old Gilbert Honey Jones is a boy who achieved his ambition to become a Swan. He was elected Swansea Town’s Boy of the Year 1964.
“I was thrilled to bits,” chuckled Gilbert. “I have been supporting Swansea since 1959 and have travelled all over the place for away games. As a reward, Mr. Trevor Morris, the manager, and the directors took me with the team to Crystal Palace. I ate with the team and had a seat in the directors’ box. A wonderful day.”
A very level-headed boy is Gilbert, who is a leading light in the Swans Junior Supportrers’ C;ub. Many of his ideas are packed with sound common sense. “All grounds should have better accommodation set aside for boys and there should be a national organisation – better still and international body – for junior supporters. And I hope we at Swansea will some day have headquarters near the ground where we can meet regularly.”
Gilbert introduced me to many of his pals during a recent match at Vetch Fiield. Stewart Grindley, 14, David Squibb, 12, Paul Bowden, 13, and Gilbert’s eight-year-old brother Peter made my life a misery from the moment I suggested their heroes might next season be in the Third Division – and would they still follow the team then?
“We won’t go down,” they roared, with what looked like threatening gestures with their rattles and autographs books. “But even if they were bottom of the Fourth we would still follow them.”
Loyal to the core, those youngsters. But so were the older Swansea fans. They haven’t a lot to cheer just now but, even when their side was struggling, the ten thousand crowd made more noise than forty thousand at Stamford Bridge.