GREAT LOSS TO OUR TOWN

How sad to hear of the death of Harry Williams - a magnificent servant to Brigg Town Football Club. No-one can ever hope to eclipse his work for the Zebras. Or come close to it.
Although a small man in stature, he was a Goliath in terms of commitment and dedication to the club.
As kids we used to pass Brigg Town's ground on our way to play football and cricket on the field near South View Avenue. Whatever the season, Harry always seemed to be there, usually working in tandem with 'Banger', his right-hand man.
Harry seemed to do everything off the field, and sometimes on it. Some of us were persuaded to try out for a new intermediate team he wanted to start, and when the coach didn't turn up, Harry took the session himself.
His choice in music, however, did not go down too well with teenagers of the time. In the late 1960s/early 1970s he would blast out tunes on the loudspeakers to alert the public to the fact Brigg Town had a home game. Unfortunately his playlist was very limited, and 'Please Release Me Let Me Go' and 'I Hear the Sound of Distant Drums' became very tiresome when played over and over again. There were a few other songs, but not many.
During Harry's time, Brigg Town progressed up the footballing pyramid from the Lincolnshire League. And who will ever forget their FA Vase triumphs?
No sports organisation can succeed on the field unless it has an efficient structure off it. Harry Williams, in various roles, helped to ensure that was the case over many decades.