This Was The Week

When an Unstoppable Force Meets an Immovable Object
Clough & Taylor Leave Derby

by Richard DJJ Bowdery.

Brian Clough summed it up when he said: “We’re tired of grovelling. My knees are sore.”

It was the 15 October 1973 and Clough, along with Peter Taylor, had decided enough was enough and walked away from the dugout at Derby County FC.

The pair had transformed this average club into a super power in British and European football.

To Derby County fans they virtually walked on water. But over time, those in the boardroom began to take an altogether different view. And they weren’t about to back down from it.

Something had to give.

The catalyst, as in most conflicts, was a breakdown in communications, well according to Cloughie anyway.

CloughDerbyDerby County chairman Sam Longson saw things differently. He was concerned over his manager’s television commitments and his vocal dismissal of other managers, in particular Don Revie.

Add to the mix a new director, Jack Kirkland, who allegedly said he would bury Clough, and you knew there would be tears before bedtime.

Clough and Taylor claimed that the breakdown in communications had prevented them from doing their job properly. The board saw it differently.

When the pair resigned the fans went wild, calling protest meetings and even suggesting the players should go on strike. It was all to no avail.

Eight days later Dave Mackay resigned as manager of Nottingham Forest to take up the reins at the club he served with such distinction as a player.

Ironically Clough and Taylor would find themselves taking the reverse route when later, after a sojourn at Brighton and Leeds, they took the helm at Forest, guiding them to glory beyond their fans wildest dreams.

But for eight days in October 1973 the saga was all the media could write about, dominating the front, as well as the back pages of most papers.

By comparison, the little matter of the Israel-Egyptian war was just a footnote. Such is life.



Hat-Trick Heroes
Who Has Scored the Most Hat-Tricks While Playing for England?

by Richard DJJ Bowdery.

This Thursday, 9 October, England take on the footballing minnows of Europe or, to give them their full title, San Marino.

It’s a game the three lions are expected to win and win comfortably. But will any of our players put a hat-trick of goals past this team from the Italian Peninsula?

The thought got me to thinking about which England player had scored the most hat-tricks whilst on international duty.

But before answering that question, I’d like to regale you with one or two other facts of a hat-tricky nature.

My first, and one that might augur well for one of our boys on Thursday, is that England’s Stan Mortensen scored his third and final hat-trick of hat-tricks against Northern Ireland at Windsor Park on 9 October 1948: 66 years ago to the day of this week’s Wembley fixture.

However, we have to go back to the 19th century to find the first recorded hat-trick by an England player. His name was Howard Vaughton and he achieved this feat whilst playing against Ireland in Belfast on 18 February 1882.

The game also featured another remarkable first. Arthur Brown became the second Englishman to notch a hat-trick of goals on international duty. But what makes him more than the Buzz Aldrin of hat-tricks (and to my knowledge the only time it has happened during an England match), is that it was achieved in the same game.


Greaves is England’s hat-trick hero

England won 13-0 with Vaughton adding two more goals to his tally, scoring five in all, whilst Brown ended up netting four.

At the time both Vaughton and Brown played for Aston Villa and were the first Villa players to be called up by England.

To date there have been 81 hat-tricks by an English player representing his country. The last of them was scored by ex-Tottenham striker Jermain Defoe, when England took on Bulgaria in a European Championship qualifier in September 2012, at Wembley.

And the player who scored the most hat-tricks for England..?  The ex-Chelsea, AC Milan, Spurs and West Ham striker (and goal poacher extraordinaire) Jimmy Greaves, he scored six.

Yet I bet 80 of those 81 England players would gladly give up their achievements for just one hat-trick: the one scored by Geoff Hurst at Wembley on 30 July 1966!


Peter Thomas Taylor; Probably the Best Number Two in the Business

by Richard DJJ Bowdery.

“I’m not equipped to manage successfully without Peter Taylor. I am the shop window and he is the goods.” So said Brian Clough about his right-hand man who died on 4 October 1990, while on holiday in Spain.

Taylor made this observation of his relationship with Clough: “My strength was buying and selecting the right player, then Brian’s man management would shape the player.”

But whatever words they used to describe this unique partnership, it was their team on the pitch which spoke most eloquently about the pair.

CloughTaylor1The two men first become acquainted at Ayersome Park, home of Middlesborough FC, in the late 1950’s. It was a relationship that was to last 30 odd years, with a major hiccup along the way.

Taylor was a goalkeeper in his playing days. He saw service between the sticks at Nottingham Forest, Coventry City, Middlesborough and finally Port Vale.

After retiring from the playing side of the game in 1962 he went into football management at Burton Albion where he achieved some considerable success.

Then in 1965 Clough, manager at Hartlepools United (as they were called in those days) came calling, and the rest, as they say, is history.

While Cloughie was the charismatic, outspoken, ‘ole big ‘ead’, Taylor was the quiet man pulling the strings in the background. They were as different as chalk and cheese which is why they gelled together so well.

Their management partnership took them from Hartlepools to Derby County, Brighton and Hove Albion, and finally to Nottingham Forest.

In between Clough took a 44 day sabbatical at Leeds United while Taylor stayed on at Brighton.

It was at Forest that Taylor (and Clough) achieved their greatest success in management, winning back to back European Cups against Malmo in 1979 and Hamburg in 1980.

In 1982 Taylor returned to Derby County as manager before retiring two years later.

Sadly, their relationship soured in 1983. There are many reasons given for this and now is not the time to rake over old coals. Suffice to say, it is reported that they never spoke again.

CloughTaylorSix years later, one half of one of football’s greatest management teams, was dead, the result of a Pulmonary Fibrosis, a respiratory disease.

It is reported that when Clough was told of Taylor’s death he broke down and wept. His feeling of loss would haunt him for the rest of his life.

When Clough was awarded the freedom of the city of Nottingham in 1993, he said: “I have only one regret today, and that is that me mate isn’t here with me.”

In his autobiography, published the following year, Clough wrote: “To Peter. Still miss you badly. You once said: ‘When you get shot of me there won’t be as much laughter in your life’. You were right.”

Clough paid one final tribute to Taylor in September 1999 when he said he would like the ‘Brian Clough Stand’ to be renamed the ‘Brian Clough and Peter Taylor Stand’, to recognize what a huge contribution Taylor had made to their managerial partnership.

Taylor might well have been the ‘quiet one’ but never again will Brian Clough be mentioned without reference being made to his old mate, Peter Taylor.



The Curious Case of Stuart Pearce and his Brother the Linesman…

by Richard D J J Bowdery,

Sibling rivalry? Just a lark on the wing

Psychology writer Marian Sandmaier once said of brothers and sisters: “A sibling may be the keeper of one’s identity.”

I wonder if she could have had one Stuart ‘Psycho’ Pearce in mind when she penned those words..?


For it was on the 24 September 1986 when Pearce was indeed the keeper of his siblings identity, at least until after the game.

The occasion was a League Cup second round match: Brighton and Hove Albion versus Nottingham Forest. Stuart Pearce was Forest’s left back that day.

And on the wing, sporting a rather fetching red and yellow flag, was one R D Pearce, Stuart’s…er, brother!

The story goes that when the officials came onto the pitch that night Stuart had no idea that his brother would be one of them.

Now that may well be the case. But if so why, after the game, did the full-back go into the officials changing room with a birthday present for the linesman?


In his autobiography, ‘Psycho’, Pearce explained how he tried to wind-up this particular match official that night. He said: “It was funny running up the wing and having my brother alongside me on the touchline. He could have [had me] booked…because I kept taking the mickey out of him. ‘Oi, you ginger d***head,’ is one thing I remember calling him. Perhaps it is a good thing that he never became a League referee…”

Brighton v Nottm ForestForest were held to a 0-0 draw but progressed after beating Brighton 3-0 in the second-leg two weeks later at the City Ground. They were eventually beaten 2-0 by Arsenal in the fifth round. The Gunners went on to win the trophy that year beating Liverpool 2-1 in the final at Wembley.

There is something else of interest to note from that evening. One of the linesman spotted an infringement which led to a Brighton goal being disallowed. No prizes for guessing who the linesman was…


Europe: In or Out?
England denied entry by the French


Ron Flowers: Scored the equaliser in the first leg

by Richard D J J Bowdery.

This week see’s England kick-off their bid to qualify for the 2016 UEFA European Championship, on the 41st anniversary of their first attempt to make the finals.

Originally called The Henri Delaunay Trophy, after UEFA’s first General Secretary, England declined to take part in the inaugural event in 1960.

However, they were raring to go to be among Europe’s elite at the 1964 competition, if it wasn’t for their passage being blocked by the French, Championship hosts in two year’s time.

In the autumn of ’63, under the watchful eye of new manager Alf (later Sir Alf) Ramsey, they were knocked out in the preliminary round by France.

The first leg was played at Hillsborough, home to Sheffield Wednesday FC. It ended in a 1-1 draw with Yvon Goujon scoring for France after eight minutes.

England’s reply didn’t come until the second-half and was scored by Ron Flowers from the penalty spot on 57 minutes.

In the return leg at the Parc des Princes stadium in Paris, France, quite literally, hammered England.

The first-half saw them race into a 3-0 lead.  England’s glimmer of hope of rescuing the situation, when Smith and Tambling scored, was snuffed out by two further French goals in the latter part of the game (you can see the goals in the below link).

This comprehensive defeat had the media calling Alf Ramsey’s appointment into question, proving that the fine line England manager’s walk with the press is nothing new.

The possibility of England appearing in a Wembley World Cup final, three years later on 30 July, must have seemed a pipe dream to all but the late Sir Alf.

Since that ignominious start in the Championship England have fared a little better, reaching the quarter finals on three occasions (1972, 2004 and 2012), and the semi-finals twice (1968 and 1996).

Yes, you read correctly, 1968. And that year, in the third place play-off, they defeated the USSR 2-0 with goals in each half from two of England’s greats: Bobby Charlton and Geoff Hurst.

Now as we turn our attention to the latest qualifying campaign the question remains: can Hodgson’s young hopefuls bring home the bacon in two years’ time despite some criticism of their manager?

Well the media were proved wrong about Sir Alf’s appointment when he fulfilled his promise to win the World Cup.

Perhaps Roy Hodgson will be able to deliver the same coup de grâce to his critics by qualifying for and then winning the European Championship.

Today we live in hope. One day we may live in expectation. Time will tell.




Not Their Finest Hour..? History Tells a Different Story
Football & The Great War

by Richard Bowdery

At the outbreak of World War I sports competitions such as Cricket and Rugby Union were suspended. Yet on the 1st September 1914 the Football League decided to play on with the 1914-15 season.

This caused considerable controversy amongst the public which stemmed from concerns that some men preferred to watch football rather than join up.

Frederick Charrington, from the famous brewery family, called West Ham United players ‘effeminate and cowardly’ because they continued playing football and getting paid for it whilst men were laying down their lives on the Western Front.

The Bishop of Chelmsford, in his sermon on ‘duty’, said ‘the outcry against football at the present time was right’.

Even Sherlock Holmes creator, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, entered the fray by calling upon footballers to join the fighting.


Bradford City in 1914. Skipper Robert Torrance, Man of the Match in Bradford’s 1911 FA Cup Final victory over Newcastle, lost his life in one of the wars last battles in Ypres, Belgium in 1918

But there were those who took an opposing view.

The Athletic News is quoted as saying that this attempt to stop football was ‘an attempt by the ruling classes to stop the recreation on one day in the week of the masses’. It continued: ‘What do they care for the poor man’s sport?’

Yet the situation was not quite as cut and dried for as, perhaps, most imagined.

Because many of the players were on renewable annual contracts, they could join up only if their club agreed to cancel their contracts. This was something clubs were not prepared to do – probably for financial reasons.

What helped turn the tide was a decision taken by players representing Heart of Midlothian, then a top Scottish side, who in November 1914 enlisted, en-masse, in the British Army.

Another contributory factor concerned attendances which fell significantly in the season’s second-half.

Eventually, a decision was made to discontinue the Football League for the remainder of the war, effectively making professional footballers, redundant.

The 1914-15 was the first and last league season of the war.

Some First World War football facts;


Walter Tull

Despite the criticism they had received, at least five former West Ham United players were killed in action during the war.


Former Spurs and Northampton Town’s Walter Tull had two major firsts to his name. Tull was the first black outfield player in the English game, and the first combat officer in the British Army.

He was killed by machine-gun fire on 25 March, 1918. Despite the efforts of those under his command his body was never recovered.

Perhaps the most well-known footballer of his day to be killed in the war was Edwin Latheron, who played for Blackburn Rovers and England.

He won two league titles with Rovers – in 1911-12 and 1913-14 – and scored 94 goals in 258 games during his eight years with the club.

Latheron died during the Passchendaele offensive on 14th October 1917. He is buried at the Vlamertinge New Military Cemetery.


Nearly a million women worked in munitions factories during the war. Sport of all types was encouraged and many of these factories developed their own women’s football teams.

Perhaps the most well-known was Ladies FC in Preston. They competed against women’s teams from other factories in the north of England, drawing large crowds.

Founded in 1917, they continued until women were banned from playing in Football League grounds in 1921.


When US soldiers arrived in Britain they brought Baseball to the attention of the British public. Matches were held wherever American soldiers were stationed and an Anglo-American Baseball League was set up. Highbury, Arsenal’s former stadium, hosted one such league match in 1918.



Going On Record To Do The Wright Thing Ian Wright storms the charts 21 years ago


The shy and retiring Ian Wright

by Richard Bowdery.

Footballers making records isn’t anything new. Remember Back Home, recorded by the England squad for the 1970 World Cup Finals?

Another hit single from the England boys was World in Motion recorded in 1990 and notable for the rap performed by John Barnes.

Then there was Paul Gascoigne’s rendition of Fog on the Tyne. And who can forget Glen Hoddle and Chris Waddle singing Diamond Lights on Top of the Pops? Oh that song, oh the fashion, oh where’s the remote?!?

It was also customary, back in the day, for FA Cup finalists to release a record. Most dropped out of sight pretty quickly and, to my knowledge, none were ever chosen by the guests of BBC Radio 4’s Desert Island Discs. Dear old Roy Plomley would turn in his grave if they had.

Footballers making records were considered by most music aficionados as a novelty that earned a few bob for good causes; but don’t give up the day job lads.

However, one man turned that notion on its head. Not only did he hit all the right notes for Crystal Palace, Arsenal and England, he also did it in the studio.

Ian+Wright+-+Do+The+Right+Thing+-+5-+CD+SINGLE-583301On the 28 August 1993 Ian Wright entered the charts with his single Do the Right Thing.

But the fact it saw the light of day at all was due in no small part to Arsenal teammate, Paul Merson.

Merson introduced Wright to avid Arsenal fan Steve Kutner from M&G Records. Chris Lowe, half of the Pet Shop Boys duo, was then approached and said yes straight away.

It was produced by Lowe, who also wrote the music, while Wright co-wrote the lyrics with Kutner.

What they ended up with was a hard-core dance track that was as far away from a footballing novelty record as you can imagine.

Wright, whose love of music is well documented, didn’t go on to develop that side of his life in the public arena.

But away from playing and recording he hasn’t done too badly in the public eye, with his show on Absolute Radio, his TV shows Friday Night’s All Wright on ITV and Friends Like These on the BBC, as well as appearing as a pundit at this year’s World Cup Finals in Brazil.

Yet despite all that success he was beaten to the top of the charts by one of those novelty footballing songs. Can you guess which one?

To give you a clue it is one of those mentioned at the start of this column.

There are no prizes for guessing correctly, it’s just a bit of fun. But email me and I’ll mention the winner (the first person to email me with the correct answer) in my next column.


GOAL! The World’s Greatest Football Weekly Hits The Shelves!


by Richard Bowdery.

In this week 46 years ago I, like thousands of other football loving youngsters, raced to the newsagents, pocket money in hand, to buy a new magazine dedicated to my favourite sport.

For on August 16th of that year GOAL hit the shelves.

It was bright, colourful and full of information that any fanatical football fan could wish to read.

The first issue featured a picture of Emlyn Hughes trying to stop George Best in his tracks – two great footballing icons, sadly no longer with us.

At its high point in 1971 the magazine was selling around 220,000 copies a week and could claim World Cup winning hero and Manchester United star Bobby Charlton among its contributors.

The topics covered show that little has changed over the years with the same issues discussed on terraces up and down the country today. They included:

Fixture allocation

Laws of the game
Team of the week

Sadly by 1974 it had become a victim of falling sales and dwindling revenue as other publications muscled in to get a slice of the action. And at the final whistle on 1 June it trudged off the pitch, down the tunnel and disappeared into the pages of another football title, Shoot.

Many football magazines have come and gone since. But for those of us who lived through those heady days of the late 60s and early 70s we look back nostalgically to the world’s greatest soccer weekly – GOAL!

Read All About It: England Win The World Cup! We have an original match report from 1966

This match report was  published on Sunday July 31 1966, the day after England became world champions. The report was written by Hugh McIlvanney (now of the Sunday Times)  who was then chief sports correspondent of The Observer, a post he held between 1962 and 1993. The piece, some 2,145 words long, would have been filed in the moments after the final whistle and at points you can sense McIlvanney’s journalistic instincts wrestling with the glorious emotion of the moment. In the circumstances, it’s an exceptional piece of reportage.


The greatest moment in the history of English football came at 5.15 this afternoon when Geoff Hurst shot the magnificent goal that made certain of the World Cup. It was Hurst’s third goal, England’s fourth, and, coming as it did in the final seconds of extra time, it shattered the last remnants of German resistance.

Germany had equalized with the last kick in the regular 90 minutes, and they had gone within inches of repeating the blow in extra time when Seeler lunged in on a headed pass by Held. But Moore took the ball coolly out of defence and lifted it upfield to Hurst 10 yards inside the German half. The referee was already looking at his watch and three England supporters had prematurely invaded the pitch as Hurst took the ball on his chest.

At first he seemed inclined to dawdle out time. Then abruptly he sprinted through on the inside-left position with a German defender pressing him. As Tilkowski prepared to move out, Hurst swung his left foot and drove the ball breathtakingly into the top of the net.

The scene that followed was unforgettable. Stiles and Cohen collapsed in a tearful embrace on the ground, young Ball turned wild cartwheels, and Bobby Charlton dropped to his knees, felled by emotion.

Almost immediately it was over and the honour that had escaped England for so long had been won. Soon the players, who had forgotten the crippling weariness of a few minutes before, were hugging and laughing and crying with Alf Ramsey and the reserves, who must go through their lives with bitter-sweet memories of how it looked from the touchline.


Moore holds the cup aloft

No failures
“Ramsey, Ramsey,” the crowd roared and in his moment of vindication it was attribute that no one could grudge him. Eventually, Moore led his men up to the Royal Box to receive the gold Jules Rimet trophy from the Queen, and the slow, ecstatic lap of honour began “Ee-aye-addio, we’ve won the Cup,” sang the crowd, as Moore threw it in his arc above his head and caught it again.

England had, indeed, won the Cup, producing more determined aggression and flair than they had shown at any earlier stage of the competition. In such a triumph there could be no failures, but if one had to name outstanding heroes they would be Hurst, Ball, Moore and the brothers Charlton.

Hurst, who just a month ago appeared to have only the remotest chance of figuring in the World Cup, had emerged as the destructive star of a feverishly exciting game, becoming the first man to score a hat-trick in the final. Ball, who looked like a boy, had done the work of two men. Moore, showing again that he is stimulated by the demands of the great occasion, played with an imaginative self-confidence that made it unnecessary for anyone to ask who was the England captain.

Beside him Jack Charlton was a giant of a player. And through the whole performance there ran the inspiration of Bobby Charlton. In the first half, when the foundations of England’s victory were being laid, it was his relentless but unhurried foraging, his ability to impose his experience and his class on the team’s play that counted most.

Pride in defeat
Every one of the others responded superbly and if some were sometimes short of inspiration, none ever lacked courage or total commitment. Of course the Germans were on the field too, and they let England know about it often enough. They may regret now that they set Beckenbauer to mark Charlton, for the young half-back had little opportunity to exploit his attacking genius until it was too late. Held and Haller, with tremendous early assistance from Seeler, did plenty of damage, but ultimately it was Tilkowski and his defenders who were left to save Germany.

They tried mightily, but in the end England’s spirit broke them. Germany had already won the World Cup, England had not, so they had a right to accept defeat with pride. They did, and the crowd cheered their lap of honour almost as much as England’s.


The teams line up before the game begins.

Wembley was charged with an atmosphere I had never known before. Long before the teams appeared the crowd was chanting and singing. When the band of the Royal Marines, who had played a tune for each of the 16 competing nations, came to play the national anthem it was sung as it may never be sung again. Deutschland Uber Alles boomed out in its wake and the battle was on.

The Germans began rather nervously, standing off from the tackle and letting England’s forwards move smoothly up to the edge of the penalty area. Charlton and Peters were able to work the ball along the left at their leisure and there was anxiety in the German defence before the cross was cleared.

Charlton wandered purposefully all over the field, bringing composure and smoothness wherever he went, again comparisons with di Stefano seemed relevant.

One of Hunt’s few imaginative passes set Stiles clear on the right and his high cross beat Tilkowski before Hottges headed it away. The ball was returned smartly by Bobby Charlton and Tilkowski had so much difficulty punching it away from Hurst that he knocked himself out.

The goalkeeper was prostrate, the whistle had gone and the German defenders had stopped challenging by the time Moores put the ball in the net. The crowd cheered in the hope that next time it would be the real thing.

Jack Charlton, carrying the ball forward on his forehead with a skill that would have done credit to his brother, moved swiftly out of defence and his finely judged diagonal pass let Peters in for a quick powerful shot from the edge of the penalty area. Tilkowski, diving desperately to his left, punched the ball round the post. Hurst met Ball’s corner on the volley but sent it much too high.

At that point Weber chose to give one of the agonized performances that have been the German hallmarks in the competition, but Mr Dienst quickly let him know he was fooling nobody.

Peters emphasized the eagerness of the England attack by surging in from the right to shoot the ball only 2ft wide from 25 yards.

Helmut Haller (far right) celebrates as he scores the opening goal of the 1966 World Cup Final

Helmut Haller (far right) celebrates as he scores the opening goal of the World Cup Final.

Then, stunningly, in the tenth minute England found themselves a goal behind. And it was a goal that anyone who had watched their magnificent defensive play earlier in the tournament could scarcely believe. Held glided a high cross from the left wing and Wilson, jumping for the ball in comfortable isolation incredibly headed it precisely down to the feet of Haller, standing a dozen yards out and directly in front of Banks. Haller had time to steady and pivot to turn his right-foot shot on the ground past Banks’ right side.

The equalizer
It took England only six minutes to reassure the crowd. Overath had been warned for a severe foul on Ball and now he committed another one on Moore, tripping the England captain as he turned away with the ball. Moore himself took the free kick and from 40 yards out near the left touchline he flighted the ball beautifully towards the far post. Hurst, timing his run superbly to slip through the defence, much as he had done against Argentina, struck a perfect header low inside Tilkowski’s right-hand post.

Moore held one arm aloft in the familiar gladiator salute while Hurst was smothered with congratulations. It was another reminder of the huge contribution West Ham have made to this World Cup.

Bobby Charlton reasserted himself with a sharp run across the face of the goal from the right and a left foot shot. It troubled Tilkowski but he gathered it at his second attempt. The Germans retaliated through Haller, who was just beaten by Banks in a race for a through pass but the most sustained aggression was still coming from England. Moore, playing with wonderful control and assurance, was driving up among the forwards, joining intelligently with moves initiated by Bobby Charlton.

Unfortunately, however, Charlton could not be in two places at once. Time and again the attacks he conceived from deep positions cried out to be climaxed with his killing power. After Ball had been rebuked for showing dissent he took part in one of England’s more effective attacks. Cohen crossed the ball long from the right and Hurst rose magnificently to deflect in another header which Tilkowski could only scramble away from his right hand post, Ball turned the ball back into the goalmouth and the German’s desperation was unmistakable as Overath came hurtling in to scythe the ball away for a corner.

Certain to score
Not all the uneasy moments were around Tilkowski, however. First Ball and then Cohen toyed riskily with Held near the byline. Jack Charlton, maintaining the remarkable standard of his World Cup performances, had to intervene with a prodigious sweeping tackle on the ground to get them out of trouble. It cost him a corner and the corner almost cost England a goal. The ball went to Overath and from 20 yards he drove it in fiercely at chest height. Banks beat it out and when Emmerich hammered it back from an acute angle the goalkeeper caught it surely.

When a Wilson header into goal was headed down by Hurst Hunt appeared certain to score. But when the Liverpool man forced in his left foot volley Tilkowski was in the way. Soon afterwards a subtle pass from Charlton bewildered the German defence but Peters could not suite reach the ball for the shot.

The hectic fluctuating pattern of the first half was stressed again before interval when Overath hit a bludgeoning shot from 20 yards and Banks turned the ball brilliantly over the crossbar.

Martin Peters scores England's second goal.

Martin Peters scores England’s second goal.

Bobby Charlton, moving through on Moore’s pass early in the second half, fell after being tackled by Schulz, but the claims for a penalty were understandably half-hearted. Cohen was making regular runs on the right wing but his centres were easily cut out.

Mr Dienst was at his most officious but he was entitled to reprimand Stiles after the wing-half had bounced the ball in disgust at a harsh decision. Hunt was crowded out in the last stride as he met a cross from the left, but after 75 minutes he had a hand in England’s second goal.

He pushed a pass to Ball and when the winger shot Tilkowski pushed the ball onto the outside of his net. Following the corner Hurst’s shot from the left was deflected across goal by Schulz, and Peters, strangely neglected by the German defenders, came in swiftly to take the ball on the half volley and drive it into the net from four or five yards.

A free kick given against Styles was guided accurately above the English defenders by Emmerich, and Weber should have done more than head weakly past. In the last seconds of the 90 minutes the English supporters were silenced by an equalizing goal.

Charlton was doubtfully penalized after jumping to a header and the free kick from Emmerich drove the ball through the English wall. As it cannoned across the face of goal it appeared to his Schnellinger on the arm but the referee saw nothing illegal and Weber at the far post was able to score powerfully.

Wonderful shot
From the kick-off in extra time England swept back into their penalty area. Ball had a wonderful shot from 20 yards edged over the crossbar by Tilkowski. Charlton hit a low drive that Tilkowski pushed against his left-hand upright.

The Gemans looked weary but their swift breaks out of defence were still dangerous. Emmerich moved in on Banks but when he passed Held was slow to control the ball and Stiles cleared. Then Held compensated for this by dribbling clear of the entire English defence and turning the ball back invitingly across goal. But there was nobody following up.


England appeal for a goal to be awarded after Hurst’s shot hits the crossbar.

When England took the lead again in the tenth minute of extra time they did it controversially. Ball made an opening for himself on the right and when the ball went in to Hurst the inside forward resolutely worked for a clear view of the goal. His rising right foot shot on the turn from 10 yards was pushed against the underside of the crossbar by Tilkowski and when it bounced the England players appealed as one man for a goal. The referee spoke to the Russian linesman on the side away from the main stand and turned to award a goal. The delayed-action cheers shook the stadium.

Then we were up and yelling and stamping and slapping one another as Hurst shot that last staggering goal. The sky had been overcast all afternoon, but now the clouds split and the sun glared down on the stadium. Maybe those fellows were right when they said God was an Englishman.

England's Jack Charlton holds the Jules Rimet trophy aloft as he parades it around Wembley with teammates Ray Wilson, George Cohen  and Bobby Moore following their 4-2 win.

England’s Jack Charlton holds the Jules Rimet trophy aloft as he parades it around Wembley with teammates Ray Wilson, George Cohen and Bobby Moore following their 4-2 win.

Clough Appointed Boss of Leeds: Football World Stunned!

The 20th July is the 40th anniversary of the appointment of Brain Clough as manager of Leeds United.

The always controversial Clough was dismissed from the post on 12 September 1974, a contentious and now legendary 44 days later.

Norman Hunter, Joe Jordon and the Leeds squad make Brian Clough feel welcome.

Norman Hunter, Joe Jordon and the Leeds squad make Brian Clough feel welcome.

Clough took over at Derby County in May 1967 with The Rams then languishing in the Second Division. He had been one of the youngest managers in the league when Hartlepool gave him a shot at managing the team in 1965 when just 30 years old.

Clough, along with assistant manager Peter Taylor, turned Derby around and not only led them back to the top flight but incredibly to the First Division title in the 1971-72 season. Clough and Taylor had a falling out with Derby’s Board of Directors over a series of issues, not least Clough’s inability to keep out of the headlines, and the pair resigned in October 1973.

After a brief and unsuccessful dalliance at Brighton & Hove Albion Clough took over at Elland Road, with Taylor opting to remain at Brighton.

The appointment of Clough was more than a little surprising as during his time at Derby Clough had been especially critical of Leeds and their previous manager, Don Revie. Never shy to forward an opinion, he often claimed Leeds ‘played dirty’ and even ventured to suggest that the Yorkshire giants should be relegated and Revie fined.

Clough’s new role as manager of Leeds didn’t stop him from continuing his criticism of Revie and Leeds’ prior tactics, and before too long he had alienated himself from many of the team’s star players, including the influential midfield pair of Johnny Giles and Billy Bremner.

Clough’s Leeds side won only one and drew two from its first six games, after which he was promptly sacked.

thedamnedunited3dThe dismissal only seemed to spur Clough on to greater success. In 1975 he reunited with Taylor and moved to Nottingham Forest, and just as he had done with Derby, he led them from mid-table in the Second Division to promotion and then the Division One title in 1978.

But Clough went one better by achieving his crowning glory; back-to-back European Cup triumphs in 1979 and 1980.

Ill health ravaged Clough and he retired as manager of Forest – and from football – in 1993 and passed way in 2004.

But despite his many trophies and incredible feats as a manager its his 44 day stint as boss of Leeds United that people never forget.

Author David Peace published a fictionalized account of Clough’s time at Leeds – The Damned Utd – in 2006. Although the book met with critical acclaim, Clough’s family and former players (including Giles) claimed Peace’s versions of events were inaccurate and painted Clough in too negative a light.

In 2009 a film version of the book was released with Michael Sheen as Clough. Despite some criticism from the football world over a number of ‘factual inaccuracies’ the film was very well received – with Sheen’s performance drawing particular praise.