Cricket probably acts as a better measure of the gulf between pro and amateur.
I played cricket to a reasonable level in my younger days but never considered myself anything like good enough to make it as a pro. When I played for Sheffield Bankers Juniors we were in the same league as Collegiate whose side was made up of Sheffield Schools and Yorkshire Schools cricketers. It was obvious that they were a class apart from us, although modesty cannot prevent me from saying I once took 55 not out off them. We also beat them one season, but it was a case of conditions in our favour, you know, downhill with the wind behind us. Anyway, no-one from that Collegiate team went on to do anything professionally.
Then when I was promoted to the 2nd XI in the Sheffield and District League, I played with some decent cricketers and came up against the same. When I made a few appearances for the 1st XI in the Yorkshire Council, not only was I way out of my depth but some of my team-mates were seriously good club cricketers, and yet none of them got anywhere near any sort of professional level, apart from our stumper who had once fielded as a makeshift 12th Man for Yorkshire at Abbeydale Park.
In the Yorkshire Council we also came up against some ferociously good cricketers who looked outstanding on the green swards of Wombwell, but again, as far as I know none of them did anything at a professional level. I also made a guest appearance for Sheffield University Lecturers against South Yorkshire Police, a side that was so strong we went for the losing draw from the off. Here I came up against the best cricketer I ever played against, Alan Hampshire, Jack's brother. Jack was obviously much better than Alan, with Jack being a very good Yorkshire batsman and a Test cricketer with a handful of caps to his name, and yet Alan looked every inch the pro on that field. In case you're interested, I went in at number 7 and we held out for the losing draw thanks to my gritty 5 not out from 12 overs. Sir Geoffrey would've been so proud of me.
But probably the best example is that of the professional cricketer who bowls for his county side and looks like a proper rabbit with the bat in either the county or Test arena, and yet when he plays club cricket in either the Lancashire League or the Yorkshire Council, he bats up top, sometimes even opening, and looks like Freddie Flintoff by comparison.
In short then, there is a huge, almost unfathomable gulf in cricket, and I always presumed it to be the same in football.
Have we re-signed Ted Hemsley yet?