Physically there was nothing of him ... and he would take a ridiculous amount of punishment from 'craggy' centre halves. Rarely would a game go by without the spectacle of Tees in a crumpled heap, receiving treatment (aka wet sponge) from the physio (aka man with bucket). But he would get up, limp around for a bit and then get back into the fray.
He was the absolute best header of a ball that I have ever seen. It really seemed that he could hang in the air, thus allowing him to jump early and beat the lumbering defenders to the ball. He would dive headlong into a sea of boots, and the ball would end up in the net.
Tees usually scored our first goal in the game ... the most important goal as many of you will know.
I can see him now ... shirt hanging on him (tucked in at the back, but loose and free at the front).
Gutted to hear this. One of my early Valley favourites. Fantastic jump and huge power in his headers. Think Yann, half as wide, even better in the air, that was Matt Tees.
Played too long ago for me to see, but a familiar name nonetheless. I was interested to see he ended his playing career at a team called Greyhound. I've never heard of them before, but guess they were probably a non league outfit somewhere up the east coast. Anyone know anything about them?
Never forgotten epic battle with Ian Ure top Scottish international when we played Arsenal in the cup 1969. Matt came out on top against possibly the best centre half in the country.
Wright Curtis Kinsey Campbell Went Reeves Gregory TEES Treacy Moore Peacock
That team had everything - the bravery of Charlie Wright, the dead ball accuracy of Bob Curtis, the brick wall that was Paul Went, Peter Reeves' reading of the game, the cultured full back that was Brian Kinsey, the barrel chested enforcer that was Graham Moore, the midfield runner Alan Campbell, the trickery of Keith Peacock, "Harry, Harry Gregory, Harry Gregory on the wing", the cool finishing of Ray Treacy and lastly, but certainly not least, the aerial ability of Matt Tees.
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Physically there was nothing of him ... and he would take a ridiculous amount of punishment from 'craggy' centre halves. Rarely would a game go by without the spectacle of Tees in a crumpled heap, receiving treatment (aka wet sponge) from the physio (aka man with bucket). But he would get up, limp around for a bit and then get back into the fray.
He was the absolute best header of a ball that I have ever seen. It really seemed that he could hang in the air, thus allowing him to jump early and beat the lumbering defenders to the ball. He would dive headlong into a sea of boots, and the ball would end up in the net.
Tees usually scored our first goal in the game ... the most important goal as many of you will know.
I can see him now ... shirt hanging on him (tucked in at the back, but loose and free at the front).
See you at the far post, Matt.
RIP, and thanks for all the great memories Matt.
RIP Matt
RIP Matt.
Back in the day, Brian decides to name his new baby after the first Charlton player to score.
Luckily, it was Matt.
And, more luckily, the child was a boy.
Great pic Seth. Any idea who the oppo were, looks a decent crowd.
Keith Peacock and Ray Treacy look on, and Alan Campbell and Bob Curtis catch up with play.
Here is Tees outjumping Derby and England centre half, Roy McFarland.
I'll stop now.
RIP Matt