forwards in that county. He was not such a tricky and cunning
tackler, however, but faced up to his man with a confidence that
betokened superiority. He was, like the rest of the Celtic forwards, a
good dribbler, and possessed considerable speed. For a young player he
was also very judicious in passing the ball, and during this contest he
helped to start some of the best runs of the day. He played against
Ireland, at Belfast, in 1888, and is now located in Blackburn, where he
partners Harry Campbell on the right wing of the Rovers.

~W. Groves.~

It was in the final tie for the Scottish Challenge Cup between the
Hibernian and Dumbarton in 1887, which the crack Edinburgh team won by
two goals to one, that brought Mr. Groves into special notice, and it
may be, for aught I know, caused him to be carried off by the Celtic
later on. Like a good many other players, he varies a bit in his style.
Some days he is easily tackled; while at others not a single back or
half-back on the field has a chance with him, and it must be said of him
that he is one of the neatest dribblers of the day. He played against
Wales in 1888.

~J. Coleman.~

Among the forward division of the Celtic, Mr. Coleman was a decided
acquisition, and during that same season scored a lot of goals for the
new Irish combination, which came to the front with something like the
rapidity of "Jonah's gourd." A beautiful dribbler and runner, he made
several grand spurts towards the 3rd L.R.V. goal, but had a weakness for
keeping the ball too long, and was often tackled by the sure feet of Rae
and Thomson. In speed and general play he reminded me very much of Mr.
William Miller (3rd L.R.V.), an International against England as far
back as 1876.

~T. Maley.~

When the whole of the Celts were at their best, and this happened pretty
often last season in their Challenge Cup ties, Mr. T. Maley generally
rose to the occasion, and led his team brilliantly. His steady-going
style is much liked, not only by his colleagues, but spectators, and it
is quite a rare thing to see him grassed by an opponent. When
approaching the goal with the ball, he is like the priest who had a
"wonderful way wid him"--slipping through the backs in a manner that is
sure to make the goalkeeper gnash his teeth, and wish Maley was far
enough away.

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