Ciderman, I know zilch about football but, many moons ago, Princess Beatrice Hospital was the local general hospital for the Earls Court area where I lived for a couple of years. It was the kind of busy, bustling useful little hospital that every town used to have until the NHS decided they were too small and well liked to be cost effective and closed them all down. I was an in-patient there once for about a week and, despite being ill, I enjoyed my time in hospital. It was round the corner from home so my flatmates could drop in to visit; all of us women on the gynae ward were given a bottle of Guiness every evening lest we be suffering from iron deficiency (I gave mine to the woman in the next bed because actually drinking the stuff would probably have made me ill-er). Staff knew the patients' names and we knew theirs. Less technology than now but, oh, so much better an atmosphere.
I expect the football team was the usual mix of physios, pharmacists and medics who could be persuaded to turn out on a Saturday afternoon. Most hospitals had such teams - p!us rugby and cricket, too.
The building still exists as a hostel and you can see it on Google Earth/Street View at 0
o 11' 33"W / 51
o 29' 11"N. I've been trying to post a link but my clipboard won't work. Sorry! The green space you can see next door is the old Brompton Cemetery where the staff usd to joke they buried their mistakes.
I found a brief history of the hospital at
https://ezitis.myzen.co.uk/princessbeatrice.htmlNothing whatever to do with football, I know but your post stirred up some long forgotten memories