J A MOWAT of Burnside, as the listings always had him, died yesterday.

He was 88.

He must certainly rank among the top three Scottish referees since the

resumption of football in 1945.

His war service with the Royal Air Force, in which he was a flight

lieutenant, had brought on his refereeing and while stationed in

Northern Ireland he had officiated at several important Irish League v

Combined Services matches.

Once he became a grade one referee, his rise was swift and unbroken.

By the time his career ended, he had taken charge of seven Scottish Cup

Finals (including four in succession) and six League Cup Finals.

Rather donnish in manner, he had the knack of maintaining discipline

without resorting to over-stringent measures and, indeed, often claimed

never to have sent a player from the field. Whether he could have got

away with that in today's less deferential times is debatable but he

certainly had considerable presence and a natural authority.

He was associated with two famous matches at Hampden, Celtic's 7-1

victory over Rangers in the League Cup Final of 1957, and his glorious

swan-song, the European Cup Final of 1960 between Real Madrid and

Eintracht Frankfurt.

The latter, his last game, has never been equalled in Scotland for

sustained brilliance from both sides and Jack Mowat's willingness to let

play flow contributed greatly to a quite unforgettable occasion. The

football authorities did not need to contribute anything to him because

his match expenses amounted to a mere six pence and he graciously waived

them.

Behind a somewhat formal exterior he was easy to talk to and genuinely

helpful. He took the work of supervising referees very seriously and

devoted much of his later life to it. Not as flamboyant as Tom Wharton,

not as obvious a martinet as Bobby Davidson could be, he was by any

standards a referee of world class.