Brian Clough: Nobody Ever Says Thank You (Anglais) Broché – 31 mai 2012
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'I was asked in an interview to sum up Brian in three words. I think he would be insulted to be summed up in three volumes.'
Martin O'Neill had a point. Brian Howard Clough was never less than a complex man; the sum of a contradictory bunch of impulses, desires and drives. Jonathan Wilson, in this first full, critical biography draws an intimate and powerful portrait of one of England's greatest football managers, and his right-hand man, Peter Taylor, and reveals how their identities were forged in the unforgiving world of post-war football, a world where, as Clough and Taylor's mentor Harry Storer once said, 'Nobody ever says thank you.'
Clough's playing career was famously and brutally cut short in the sleet and mud at Roker Park on Boxing Day, 1962. It was at that point that Peter Taylor remarked the iron first entered into his pal's soul. But as the likes of Inter Milan became a familiar sight in the mud of the Baseball Ground, and the residents of Nottingham were soon accustomed to floodlit nights of European glory by the misty banks of the Trent, Clough, incredibly, brought the gleam of silverware to the depressed East Midlands of the 1970s.
Initial triumph at Derby was followed swiftly by the high drama of sudden departure and a traumatic 44 days at Leeds. By the end of a frazzled 1974, Clough, always mindful of his austere roots in a Middlesbrough council estate, was set up for life financially, but also hardened to the realities of football. By the time he was at Forest, Clough's mask was almost permanently donned: a persona based around an exaggerated brashness and seemingly unquenchable thirst for conflict. The mask, though, doubled as a shield behind which lurked a more insecure, less confident being, a man who while craving company was frequently alone . . . Drink fuelled the controversies and the colourful character; it heightened the razor-sharp wit and was a salve for the highs of football that never lasted quite long enough, and for the lows, wh(20120101) --Ce texte fait référence à une édition épuisée ou non disponible de ce titre.
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His achievements, together with Peter Taylor were truly incredible.
The author can write and he certainly has done a lot of research. I did think he spent too much time in providing details of matches that didn't really matter that much and conversely not enough in describing events that were a lot more important.
At times he seemed to Judge Clough somewhat harshly whilst making allowances for all the other people accused of bribery and bungs etc. An example of this is the European cup semi-final against Juventus or the former Middlesbrough players who went on to serve time for corruption.
He does quite a good job in describing the good and not so good sides of Brian. Though I did think that " Provided you don't kiss me" did a better job in showing how he could be both amazing generous and also an appalling bully.
A sudden injury ended his career. With little education he pursues his next career in club management with a bottom club in the lowest division (with Hartlepools United). And he begins his partnership with Peter Taylor. They achieve promotion in their 2nd season and then everything falls apart in a series of feuds and accusations (a familiar pattern). And it's off to Derby. Under their leadership the team is rebuilt, wins promotion to the First Promotion, wins the Championship, and reaches the Semi Finals of the European Cup (which ends in controversy and a memorable blow up at the Italian Press), before unraveling in accusations and feuds (sound familiar?).
44 Days at Leeds United (without Peter Taylor) and a television feud with former Leeds Boss (and then England National Team Manager) Dan Revie captivates the nation and the infamous British Tabloids. By now Clough has crossed the line into full blown alcoholism. And then after reuniting with Taylor, it's off to Nottingham Forrest where they jump to the First Division and then win back to back European Cups (along with a couple of domestic Cups) before everything falls apart and Forrest is relegated.
What a ride.
Along the way Clough never gets the one jobs he always that he was destined for, the English National team. He never learned that the people he antagonized on the way up, can still be there on the way down, and they often have short memories.
One more reason to recommend this book is that the great Jonathan Wilson wrote the story. There are a number of books on/about "Cloughie" including at least 3 autobiographies but none of them work the way this book does.
I vividly remember sitting in the stands at the great Azteca Stadium at the 1986 World Cup Quarter-finals between England and Argentina (yes, the Hand of God game). Next to me were 2 English fans who had flown over night from London to Miami to Mexico City just to see this game). While the teams were warming up before the match, I asked them a simple question, how did you pronounce his last name? For the next 2 hours they regaled me stories of Cough's career, his feuds, and his larger than life personality. And I thought to myself "this would make a great book." Thanks to Jonathan Wilson, it has.
I concur with others about the overemphasis on details such as game scores, etc. For this reason, it took me longer than normal to read.