Cloughie

Went to a car boot sale yesterday as is my want and bought another book to add to my collection of thousands. I started reading it this afternoon when I got home from work and just finished it ten minutes ago. Cover to cover in three hours.
Normally I read a book over a couple of weeks because I get bored but not this one. The book in question? Cloughie - walking on water. What a superb read.
A few things struck me though, most notably, of all the years that I can remember seeing Cloughie on TV, I couldn't remember what Peter Taylor looked like. I can remember Forest winning the European Cup, twice. I can remember John Robertson looking like the least likely footballer the planet had ever seen. He still managed to win the European Cup, twice, setting up the winner in the first and scoring the winner in the second. I can remember Larry Lloyd and Martin O'Niell and Roy Keane and Peter Shilton and Archie Gemmill and Nigel Clough but I cannot remember Peter Taylor. Go figure.
There's a couple of great passages in the book and one amazing photo of the Sunderland team photo with Cloughie standing there with a pipe in his mouth.
There's a chapter about Sir Alex and how he hadn't managed to to retain the European Cup, something which rings true even more so now. And also how Roy Keane was probably Man Utd's greatest signing. Cannot help but feel that if he had been playing other than the fuckwit Anderson then United would have won.
All in all it's probably one of the best autobiographies I've read and I wouldn't put anyone off getting their hands on it.
Talking of good reads, was absolutely gutted to read Would Be's blog today where he says he's packing it in. There's a few blogs I read religiously and his is one of them. Hope he changes his mind.
Another blog I used to read all the time was Effin Moms blog but I'm fucked if I can get on it now. It appears to be the only page where I get an Internet connection problem. If you're reading Dani, what's happening?
Played a few MTT's recently with mixed results. Won a few for a few hundred $s and lost a few to rediculous bad beats. Worst was flopping a nut flush only for my opponent to hit runner runner aces to make quads. Shit happens though and I'm up for the weekend so might as well get on with it.
Finally, big thanks to my main commenter, Mad Mo, whom I'm sure would leave a comment if I only posted "fuck off". All the best Mo and some great reads on your last few blogs. Would leave a comment on yours but you get about a million from your legion of fans.
Later.