Jimmy Ball reveals the truth behind iconic Portsmouth photograph with dad Alan Ball at Fratton Park
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The 11-year-old’s emotional moment was brilliantly captured by The News’ photographer Murray Sanders in May 1987 following a return to the old Division One.
Yet the true inspiration behind Ball’s tears is not common knowledge.
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Hide AdAlan Ball’s men had sealed promotion days earlier without kicking a ball, when Shrewsbury triumphed over Pompey’s rivals Oldham in the penultimate match.
The Blues subsequently ended the campaign with a 2-1 defeat to Sheffield United, but that didn’t ruin the Fratton Park party.
Jimmy Ball told The News: ‘It’s a brilliant picture, but doesn’t quite tell the full story.
‘At the final whistle, I ran onto the pitch like everyone else – and someone whacked me around the head.
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Hide Ad‘I’m not sure who did it, but suddenly I was grabbed by this policeman, who held onto me good and proper. I’m thinking “I’m in trouble here”.


‘I didn’t know what to do, I was trying to explain who my dad was, but I’m not sure if the policeman heard, so much was going on, and I was crying.
‘Then I remember getting handed up from the front of the dug-outs towards the directors’ box, where my dad grabbed me and lifted me up. I was still blubbing.
‘Now I'm not sitting here saying I wasn’t emotional about winning promotion, my old man could cry at the drop of a hat, we are an emotional family.
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Hide Ad‘But I was crying out of elation, crying after being whacked on the head, crying after being grabbed by a policeman and worrying what would happen to me.


‘Yes, it was an emotional day!’
While Fratton Park toasted a long-awaited return to the top flight, there were also unlikely celebrations in Southampton at that time.
Days earlier, neighbours in Avonborne Way, Chandler’s Ford, where the Balls lived, joined the family in rejoicing news of Oldham’s crucial defeat.
Ball added: ‘I remember it vividly. I was listening to Oldham’s game on the radio around a friend’s house, while dad was away covering the game for television.
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Hide Ad‘As soon as the final whistle blew, I threw the headphones on the floor and ran home, where I found mum crying. Then everyone came round, the neighbours, his friends, everyone.
‘We lived in a close and were all partying, everyone was going mad, they’d made signs too – the only person not initially there was dad!
‘But it must have been wonderful for him to have that bit of time on his own driving back, taking in the enormity of it: “I’ve finally flipping done it”.’