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But can he play RB?


Frank Lentini - Owner of 3 legs, 4 feet, 16 toes, and 2 functioning sets of genitals.

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Lentini was actually a conjoined twin. However, in utero, Lentini's body partially absorbed that of his twin, who was connected to Lentini at his spine. The twin had its own pelvis bone, rudimentary male genitalia, and a fully formed leg.

The extra leg, which was 36" long, protruded from Lentini's right side and also included a foot attached to the knee (so he technically had four feet). Lentini's other legs were 39" and 38" long. Lentini had 16 toes and. notably, two functioning penises.​
 

But can he play RB?


Frank Lentini - Owner of 3 legs, 4 feet, 16 toes, and 2 functioning sets of genitals.

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Lentini was actually a conjoined twin. However, in utero, Lentini's body partially absorbed that of his twin, who was connected to Lentini at his spine. The twin had its own pelvis bone, rudimentary male genitalia, and a fully formed leg.

The extra leg, which was 36" long, protruded from Lentini's right side and also included a foot attached to the knee (so he technically had four feet). Lentini's other legs were 39" and 38" long. Lentini had 16 toes and. notably, two functioning penises.​
Clothes shopping must've been a bit of a chore,
 
Allied soldiers in a brothel, Southern France, 1944.

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how much for the pair?
 
Some of the things I miss with modern-day football are mad incidents like this one. By the way, note the day the game was being played.


Charlton Athletic goalkeeper Sam Bartram in the heavy fog against Chelsea - 25th Dec 1937

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Sam Bartram was involved in a well-reported incident when thick fog closed in on a game he was playing against Chelsea at Stamford Bridge:

"Soon after the kick-off," he wrote in his autobiography, "fog began to thicken rapidly at the far end, travelling past Vic Woodley in the Chelsea goal and rolling steadily towards me. The referee stopped the game, and then, as visibility became clearer, restarted it. We were on top at this time, and I saw fewer and fewer figures as we attacked steadily."

The game went unusually silent but Sam remained at his post, peering into the thickening fog from the edge of the penalty area and wondering why the play was not coming his way. "After a long time," he wrote, a figure loomed out of the curtain of fog in front of me. It was a policeman, and he gaped at me incredulously. "What on earth are you doing here?" he gasped. "The game was stopped a quarter of an hour ago. The field's completely empty".

 

Some of the things I miss with modern-day football are mad incidents like this one. By the way, note the day the game was being played.


Charlton Athletic goalkeeper Sam Bartram in the heavy fog against Chelsea - 25th Dec 1937

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Sam Bartram was involved in a well-reported incident when thick fog closed in on a game he was playing against Chelsea at Stamford Bridge:

"Soon after the kick-off," he wrote in his autobiography, "fog began to thicken rapidly at the far end, travelling past Vic Woodley in the Chelsea goal and rolling steadily towards me. The referee stopped the game, and then, as visibility became clearer, restarted it. We were on top at this time, and I saw fewer and fewer figures as we attacked steadily."

The game went unusually silent but Sam remained at his post, peering into the thickening fog from the edge of the penalty area and wondering why the play was not coming his way. "After a long time," he wrote, a figure loomed out of the curtain of fog in front of me. It was a policeman, and he gaped at me incredulously. "What on earth are you doing here?" he gasped. "The game was stopped a quarter of an hour ago. The field's completely empty".

The best goalkeeping display I ever saw was by Sam Bartram. It was at Goodison Park against Charlton Athletic. Everton were so much on top that it was like 'shots in'. Bartram saved everything, including three consecutive saves from shots from the edge of the six yard box. Then Dugdale scored an own goal and we lost 1 - 0. The next time I saw Bartram was when he was manager of York City who invited me for trials. Must have thought I was crap as I never heard from them again.
 

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