Brian Owen...A Martyr - from issue 53 by Jon Owen

My Father was born in the late 1930's in Merthyr Tydfil.
Like almost every other Merthyr boy he was football daft. He could name every
FA Cup winning team of the 40's and 50's and was no mean player himself.
Representing the Welsh Army team and being offered trials with Sheffield
Wednesday and Aston Villa. It's a sign of how much times have changed that
because was half way through a five year apprenticeship as an electrician it
was decided his life would be better if he completed it as football was such a
risky career move in those days. Finished in your 30's the dream would be to
finish with enough to run a successful pub on the back of your name. My Father
decided to stay in South Wales playing for Barry Town in the Welsh League. This
also gave him time for do what he loved doing the most. Watching the game. And
of all the games he watched (and he would watch any football he could) it was
with the Martyrs his heart lay.
A young boy when Merthyr had the greates…
A young boy when Merthyr had the greates…