Yesterday’s game between West Auckland
and Langley Park was already his 36th of the season, including pre-season
friendlies
Meet Mick Henderson.
He is 82 in November and this is his
60th season as a referee.
Yesterday’s game between West
Auckland and Langley Park was already his 36th of the season, including pre-season friendlies.
Amazingly, he has not dished out a single caution, compared to last
season when he sent three off in the first week.
Although long-suffering, football-hating wife Beryl would prefer him to
give up, he has no intention of hanging up the flags and whistle – a very
special memento of an incredible career (of which more later).
Mick said: “I enjoy it too much and I love refereeing the younger age
and university games. I thank God I’m still alive and still running round.
“My eyesight is still perfect,
the old legs keep going, although it does get harder, I admit that, but I still
get around and I still know the game.
“I don’t get many lads arguing with my decisions, maybe because they
know my age, but I think they know I get most things right. Or I’m not far
wrong.”
Mick Henderson is a familiar figure
in the North East football fraternity where he has also been chairman of the
Durham Sunday League for
21 years.
His last Durham FA assessment, and
therefore competence rating, was by Premier League referee Michael Oliver.
"It was a very good report,” he said. “He did it when he was injured
and was very complimentary. He’s a lovely lad.
“These referees are under such huge pressure to get every decision
right. They’re not allowed to be human and make honest mistakes. There is no
job like it.
“Saying that, I used to go to the ice hockey and give referees terrible
abuse.”
His treasured whistle was blown by Sir Bobby Robson before a charity match in the former England and Newcastle manager’s home village, a year before his death.
“I only met him that one time,” added the former teacher, who taught former player David Armstrong and Middlesbrough’s recently retired Stuart Parnaby.
“He was such a wonderful man, and a real football man. And he blew that whistle.”
Mick qualified as a referee during his National Service in 1954 and is still a regular on the circuit at all ages, often taking in eight games in a week.
“When I first started there was absolutely no swearing at all. Now you hear it all the time and unless it’s directed at me, or the spectators, I have to ignore it.
“And trust me, the ladies swear just as bad as the bloke
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