George Ede
George Matthew Ede (born 22 February 1834 in Itchen, Southampton; died 13 March 1870 at Sefton, Liverpool) was an English cricketer. Ede was the twin brother of Edward Ede, Sr. The Ede brothers were both educated at Abingdon School and both became cricketers, playing for Hampshire. Ede was Hampshire's captain from 1864 to 1869. His brother Edward played for the county side from 1861 to 1870. Ede was the first player to score a half century for the county club.
George Ede is recorded as scoring the first century at the Antelope Ground, Southampton in 1862, when he hit 122 for South Hampshire v East Hampshire.
Racing career
Coming from the age of the public school educated all round sportsman, George was also an accomplished horseman. He rode for several years as one of the top Victorian amateurs in steeplechasing, adopting the name Mr Edwards when riding and competed several times in the Grand National at Aintree. His greatest moment came in 1868 when he partnered The Lamb to victory in the event, a feat made the more remarkable by the fact he had been seriously injured in a fall just a few months earlier. It was at Aintree where Ede would suffer the injuries which ultimately cost him his life.
George Ede (biathlete)
George Ede (9 May 1940 – 9 June 2012) was a Canadian biathlete who competed in the 1968 Winter Olympics.
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by: JudeGeorge died in the fifth grade
No one ever knew why
He was out selling lemonade
On the Fourth of July and he died
Sister Claire said that he was
An angel on earth
She stood there and she told us
She had clearly rehearsed every verse
Of the lies that tie you down
I've forgotten my first love
I haven't seen her since when
There's a bum on the corner
He thinks that I'm his best friend, we pretend
He says the rapture is any day
That's when God's coming around
Although perhaps he should stay away
They'll run him right out of town, like a clown
With the lies that tie you down
There are times when a man feels
That it's him against the world
There are times when a man steals
From the love of his girl
There are days when a beast dies
Long before the gun
And there are days when a crow flies