Yep.
was kept in the reserves by better keepers sadly. One of three players in that era that refused to play the old Christmas day fixture due to religious reasons. He also threatened to quit the team due to the language on the field.
During WW1 he was sent to the navy to be a physical trainer at the Crystal Palace barracks, where he played inter War testimonials. He wasn't sent to fight due to having limited finger mobility from goalkeeping injuries.
He made a mistake in the semi final against Bolton, who only managed two or so shots on goal. If not we would have been one of the two first teams to play a final at Wembley. It knocked his confidence and he was mortified. he retired from football, deciding not to over come his injury from appendicitis. The club gave him 500 quid to retire on, about 40k in todays money and he used it to set up a successful hire credit firm in Spital and property rentals in Norton. Was very popular with customers as he was extremely methodist so very generous and forgiving.
After football he was a well known preacher in the west of the city and Derbyshire. He used to preach Methodist sermons on the benefits of playing football for the working man and the importance of steel works teams as a way of non alcoholic socialising for the men.
He also scouted for the blades in the late 20s especially around the peaks and Chesterfield. Hilariously using terms in his reports we still use like 'turns on a sixpence' and 'pacy winger with tricky feet'.
He retired to Woodseats, regularly walking his terrier in Graves Park and chatting on the bench near the cricket pitch with former methodist parishioners.
He was brother of Harry Blackwell who played GK for Aberdeen, famously playing a rainy fixture in a coat with an umbrella he borrowed from a fan.
He was cousin of Sam Hardy, goalkeeper for Liverpool and England
Source: twenty years spent looking him up as it's my great grandad. We have his semi final medal. Spend most of my time buying anything with him on from greasy collectors. I appreciate them preserving stuff but they are massive rip off merchants.
I keep meaning to write a book about the early 20s teams. Blackwell and Gillespie and the others lead such alien lives and it's hard to imagine today pro footballers having personalities, full Time jobs and moral convictions.