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The BBC’s text service Ceefax celebrates its thirty-fifth birthday today, but it’s a celebration that is tinged with sadness as it is to be the last significant anniversary celebrated by the antiquated service, which is to be phased out in line with the stopping of the analogue television signal in Britain in 2012. Ceefax holds a special place in the affections of football supporters of a certain age. Who amongst us hasn’t spent at least one Saturday afternoon feverishly hitting the buttons on the remote control trying to find out the score?
When it was launched in 1974, Ceefax (the name, of course, is a phonetic spelling of the words “See Facts”) was very much the future, today. Until that point, football supporters had a very limited range of ways in which they could find out the latest football scores or results. Television largely acted as if the game didn’t exist if it wasn’t Saturday afternoon, sport on the radio was broadcast on BBC Radio 2 but had to share itself with the likes of housewives’ favourite DJs such as Jimmy Young and Terry Wogan rather than Radio 4, where the news and opinion was. In the 1970s, football wasn’t news very often.
Newspapers were available the next day, but Ceefax was a godsend to those that wanted the news with any degree of immediacy. It often felt (although it was, in truth, more down to technological constraints) as if someone on the Ceefax design team had found a way to exquisitely torture football fans. The pages took what felt like an age to update and ran in a chronological order, meaning that if you were looking away when your team’s score was being updated, you may have to wait another five minutes for it to come around again.
Watching the football on Ceefax became an art form in itself, with tension usually mounting in the back of the viewer’s head because of doubts in the back over the head over the accuracy of the information on screen. How far behind were they running when updating goals? Had they missed one out? With television, radio and the news press, you knew – by and large – that someone was there or had been there, and that they were relaying the information to you directly. With Ceefax, however, the sensation was different. We all knew in the back of our heads that there wasn’t someone from Ceefax sitting in the stands at every match in Britain, updating the screens as things happened. What if there had been some form of catastrophic communication breakdown and the live score on screen in front of you was actually twenty minutes out of date?
In some respects, it is surprising that Ceefax has lasted as long as it has. The writing was on the wall for the medium as soon as usage of the internet started to grow, and its continuing presence at a time that digital television was also proliferating is even more remarkable. The vast expansion of the media has largely rendered it redundant. Even for those without internet access, Saturday afternoons can now be spent in the company of two different television shows (“Soccer Saturday” and “Score”) bringing you live updates from matches, with Sky Sports having mastered the art of post-modernism in football in allowing viewers to watch their pundits watch football matches on the television.
Against these considerably more polished rivals, Ceefax has started to look more and more like an irrelevance, and when the analogue television signal is switched off once and for all in 2012, then Ceefax will go with it. In an age during which we can get news and information at the touch of button, it is perhaps right that it is laid to rest. For those of us that have spent Saturday afternoons on tenterhooks as the latest scores ambled around or found ourselves peering at a screen full of random characters, trying to decipher them because bad reception has left Ceefax looking all but incomprehensible, today is perhaps a day to reflect upon a slightly simpler time. Time has moved on and the need and desire for instant information is now greater than ever. Ceefax was the birth of our access to the latest scores, and we should thank the BBC for it.
The BBC has written a thirty-fifth anniversary tribute to Ceefax here.
Ian began writing Twohundredpercent in May 2006. He lives in Brighton. He has also written for, amongst others, Pitch Invasion, FC Business Magazine, The Score, When Saturday Comes, Stand Against Modern Football and The Football Supporter. Ian was the first winner of the Socrates Award For Not Being Dead Yet at the 2010 NOPA awards for football bloggers.
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Nice article. I have a host of superstitions based around football and it didn’t take me long to realise that checking on my teams result within ten minutes of the expected finish game was very bad luck.
I made the mistake several times of tuning into Ceefax at 4:45 to see Fulham were leading, only to find the score change to a draw or defeat by 4:55. It was OK to check the score during the early part of the game but I had to introduce a blanket ban between 4:30 and 5:05 to make sure I was really safe.
I was a Teletext man myself…
I was seduced by the graphics I think.
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I, for one, will be sad to see it go. I spent much of my life travelling the world and invariably in any hotel room there are two english language channels – CNN and BBC World. And with BBC world came Ceefax. It was really the only way of keeping up with UK sport no matter which time zone you were in.
It’s entirely predictable and understandable, but it is a shame that teletext will soon be no more, if only from a nostalgic standpoint.
It was the easiest way to access results for some time. It was also the way the bar at my local non-league club (and many a pub) would relay the results on a Saturday afternoon – perhaps in some way easier to digest than the dizzying Soccer Saturday is now. Although Soccer Saturday’s scrolling results do lead to similar “damn, I just missed the score” moments…
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My life changed the day I discovered the ‘update’ button on the remote, allowing me to continue watching tv, then switching back when it changed.
A watched Ceefax never boils.
re: Webbie – that giant ball does at least explain Newcastle’s difficulties scoring during the Souness reign.