April 20 – Keegan or Capello?

WHEN Fabio Capello became England manager after the Steve McLaren debacle unfolded in an entirely predictable and depressing manner, the Italian said the England job had always fascinated him.

Part of the reason for that may be because he nearly got it nine years ago today when Howard Wilkinson, then the FA’s technical director, approached him about taking the reigns of the national team.

At the time Kevin Keegan was in temporary charge of England after Glenn Hoddle had been forced to resign but KK was initially adamant that he would only be in charge for four games, as he was still Fulham boss as well.

With KK at first unwilling to take the job on permanently the FA was forced to start looking elsewhere for someone to lead the team. After a quick glance around England, no obvious candidates presented themselves so the suits at Lancaster Gate began to broaden their horizons and look abroad for a truly world class coach.

Capello was that man. At the time he was Roma boss but he had already racked up four Serie A titles with AC Milan, won La Liga with Real Madrid, and led his Milan side to a 4-0 victory over Barcelona in the Champions League final of 1994 in what is generally regarded as one of the best performances in the competition.

To even have discussions with him was something of a leap for the FA as England had never before had a foreign boss but needs must so off they went.

Before you could say catenaccio though, KK had a change of heart and decided to leave Fulham and take on the England job full-time, putting an end to any further discussions with Capello, and delaying his start as England manager for nearly a decade.

Of course things with Keegan did not really pan out and despite his claims that England could win Euro 2000, they didn’t and KK would eventually resign in a toilet at Wembley after losing 1-0 to Germany in the final game at the stadium before it was knocked down and rebuilt.

It seems that just like the Mounties, the FA always get their man, and they now have Capello installed as boss. Here he is giving his thoughts on the England team, and come back tomorrow for something very ugly on a football pitch, and we don’t mean Iain Dowie.

April 19 – Souey Chopped

AS a player he was uncompromising, committed and bloody brilliant. As a manager he tried to bring the same qualities to the job, but failed miserably. Today in 1999 Graeme Souness added to his impressive P45 collection, as Benfica gave him the boot.

During his 21-year career Souness was one of the greatest players of his era. Brought up in the gritty Edinburgh district of Saughton Mains, he started his career at Spurs, where he grew frustrated at not being chucked into the first team as an 18-year old, telling legendary manager Bill Nicholson that he was the best player at the club, as his lack of people-skills became evident at an early age.

Following spells at Montreal Olympique in the NASL and Middlesbrough, Souness moved to Liverpool in 1978 and began hoovering up every trophy in sight. Unlike messers Hansen, Thompson and several of his Anfield team-mates Souey didn’t settle for life on the Match of the Day sofa, but decided to give the management lark a try.

A spell as Rangers’ player-manager saw him shift the Scottish power balance well and truly back to Ibrox before he returned to Liverpool and proved his spell north of the border was beginners luck.

A combination of poor man-management, ineptitude in the transfer market and lack of tactical nous saw one of the greatest clubs in Europe fall into a major decline.

After a single FA Cup win and a bypass heart operation Souness was given the boot and embarked on a management career that has been, quite frankly, hilarious. Here’s our Nick Horby-esque Top 5 Souness Manager moments:

1. Souness the diplomat – following a highly-charged Istanbul derby in the 1996 Turkish Cup final, the then-Galatasaray manager Souness ran onto the centre circle at Fenerbahce’s home ground and planted a huge Galatasaray flag. Mental.

2. Souness the talent scout – Souness’ one-year spell in charge of Southampton is best remembered for Ali Dia’s brief Premiership career, where the Scotsman was duped into thinking he had a Liberian international, recommended by George Weah on his hands.

3. Graeme does Italy – trumped by only David Platt’s brief spell in charge of Sampdoria , Souness managed only four months in charge of Torino Calcio before he got found out by the Italians.

4. Competitive Graeme – during his spell in charge of Blackburn it was alleged that Dwight Yorke’s tabloid ways irked the Scotsman so much that he once sent a two-footed reducer into his star-striker in training that sidelined him for several games.

5. Newcastle – why Freddie Shepperd thought that putting Souness in charge of the likes of Craig Bellamy, Kieron Dyer, Laurent Robert and Lee Bowyer is beyond us. Compounded that, Shepperd also let Souness loose with the checkbook, letting him spend a combined £18 million on Jean-Alain Boumsong and Albert Luque.

For the record, Souness’ spell at Benfica wasn’t much kop either. After going through three managers in the first half of 1997, ambitious new chairman Vale e Azevedo brought in Souey, promising much and backing him financially. Souness brought in a team of British journeymen – Steve Harkness, Gary Charles, Michael Thomas, Mark Pembridge, Dean Saunders and Brian Deane – and unsurprisingly they didn’t bring the glory years back to the Estadio da Luz. A runners-up position in the Portuguese Liga in 1997/98 was as good as it got for the fiery Scot, before Azevedo ditched him for German Jupp Heynches.

Enjoy Souness’ moment of Turkish madness below and head over here tomorrow for more footballing history lessons.

April 18 – Maradona’s Almost A Goner

HIS is arguably football’s greatest ever rags to riches story. Growing up in the shanty town of Villa Fiorito, he shared one room with his seven siblings and almost drowned in the family cesspit as a toddler. He would go on to become the greatest player of his generation and have the world at his feet.

Yet Diego Armando Maradona’s rise to prominence was matched only by his fall from grace, which bottomed out when he suffered a massive heart attack today in 2004 following a cocaine overdose, leaving him at death’s door.

The seeds of Maradona’s destruction were sewn when he developed a cocaine addiction following his transfer to Barcelona in 1982. A spell on the sidelines with a broken ankle following a horror tackle from the “Butcher of Bilbao” Andoni Goicoechea didn’t help matters as young Diego found better things to do with his time.

His move to Napoli in 1984 was where things really got messy for the Argentinean as a mixture of glory days on the pitch and hanging with the wrong crowd off it saw him pick up yet more bad habits. The day he signed for Italian club around 80,000 fans turned up at the San Paolo stadium in Naples, each paying 1,000 lire to watching him play keepy-uppy in the centre circle.

Maradona brought the good times back to Napoli, as they embarked on the most successful era in their history thanks to their number 10. He was so loved by the public that 25% of children born were named Diego during his spell there.

Diego’s drug habit was an open secret, with the club hiring private detectives to follow his every move. They would see constantly attending parties and hanging out with the shady Giuliano family that controlled the local mafia.

For most of this time Maradona was able to hide his habit from the drug testers, as he would either manage to stay clean in the days before a game or have the club switch urine samples. This ploy only worked until March 1991, when he tested positive for cocaine and was handed a 15 month ban as his behaviour was becoming more erratic.
He managed one of several comebacks by skippering his national side in the ’94 USA World Cup, but even this turned into farce with his crazy camera-hugging goal celebration.

Once he finally retired from the game in 1997 his descent into obesity and addiction took on a new momentum. Paternity suits, drugs and near bankruptcy meant that he decided to retreat to Cuba to kick his habit, but instead he sat around with Fidel Castro, eating huge steaks and smoking cigars.

On the night he collapsed doctors claimed that Maradona had enough cocaine in his body ‘to kill a man.’ His heart was only working at 50% of capacity and crowds of well-wishers gathered outside the hospital. He remained in intensive care for eleven days before recovering and heading back to Cuba.

He then embarked on yet another recovery, losing weight thanks to a stomach-stapling operation and managing to get on the football pitch to play in the odd charity or testimonial game. This proved to be another false dawn though, as he would be back on the sick bed in 2007 when he was admitted to a psychiatric clinic after being diagnosed as an alcoholic.

We’ll leave you with some footage of how good he used to be and Martin Amis’ musings on the man: ‘Inside every fat man, they say, there is a thin man trying to get out. In the case of Maradona, it seems, there is an even fatter man trying to get in.’

April 17 – Cookie Takes Charge

WHEN Mohamed Al-Fayed bought Fulham he famously declared that he wanted to make the London club “the Manchester United of the South,” but given his media performances in recent weeks with regard to the Diana inquest he is obviously prone to ridiculous and outrageous outbursts without really thinking through what he is saying.

Our favourite was his attack on a BBC television journalist after the inquest verdict was announced. After accusing everyone from the Duke of Edinburgh to the paradmedics at the scene of the crash of being in a conspiracy, Al Fayed was asked on his views on the inquest verdict. “I’m not talking to you, you’re an idiot and you work for MI6!” he shouted at the poor hack.

As a Fulham fan you have to be concerned for your club when your owner is such a raving loony but it was on this day in 2003 when he made one of his better decisions by placing Chris Coleman in caretaker charge of the club after giving Jean Tigana the boot.

Tigana had got the Cottagers promoted playing very attractive passing football with a hub of young exciting players at the hub of the squad, including Louis Saha and Luis Boa Morte, but the magic had started to wear off and Tigana’s position was not helped by his record £11m signing Steve Marlet proving about as effective in front of goal Emile Heskey on crutches.

A couple of bad results did for Tigana and Al-Fayed told him to do one, installing the popular Chris Coleman as temporary boss.

Coleman had been brought to the club by Kevin Keegan but was injured in a car crash in 2001 which forced him to hang up his boots and move into coaching.

Cookie was only 32 at the time and strenuously denied he wanted the job on a permanent basis but after a few good wins which secured Fulham’s Premiership status, Al-Fayed sensed a bargain and handed him the reigns for keeps.

Over the next few seasons Chris kept the team in the top division despite Al-Fayed seeming to have lost interest in his play-thing and spending bugger-all on new players. Things came to a head late in the 2007 season when a seven game winless streak gave Al-Fayed all the reasons he needed to sack Coleman.

Since then Fulham are already onto their second manager of the season with Roy Hodgson now in charge. Before that they tried employing Lawrie Sanchez who masterminded a couple of giant-killing acts as Northern Ireland boss, and then simply bought all the players he had picked as NI boss. Amazingly spending £20m on the likes of Steven Davis, David Healy, Aaron Hughes and Chris Baird did not suddenly propel Fulham into the upper reaches of the league so he was given his marching orders too.

Fulham are now deep in relegation trouble and Al-Fayed’s dream of making them the Manchester United of the south now seems as far-fetched as his anti-establishment ramblings.

Here is a little vid which charts Fulham’s current struggles and come back tomorrow when a South American legend starts to see a lifetime of excess catch up with him.

April 16 – Football League Turns 100

UNDER Brian Clough Nottingham Forest won pretty much everything going and in 1988 the club added another pot to their collection when they won a one-off competition – The Football League Centenary Tournament.

On this day the tournament (also known as the Mercantile Credit Football Festival thanks to the sponsors) kicked off at Wembley with 16 clubs turning up to take part in the celebrations for the League’s 100th birthday.

Aston Villa, Blackburn, Crystal Palace, Everton, Leeds, Liverpool, Luton, Man United, Newcastle, Nott’m Forest, Sheff Wed, Sunderland, Tranmere, Wigan, Wimbledon and Wolves all took part in bizarre 40-minute long matches, many of which had to be settled by penalties because they were so short.

The general public were all a bit bemused by the whole thing and although more than 40,000 fans turned up to watch on the first day, most didn’t bother coming back for the second day with little more than 17,000 coming through the turnstiles.

The semi-final matches were extended to 60 minutes and in the first one, Division Four side Tranmere Rovers pushed Forest all the way, only being knocked out on penalties after a 2-2 draw.

In the other semi, Sheffield Wednesday beat Manchester United 2-1 to set up the final with Forest. Just like many of the other matches, the final went to pens and Forest held their nerve to win.

Clough himself showed what he thought of the whole exercise by not even bothering to turn up to the contest, still, it was another thing to stick in the trophy cabinet.

The year before the League had kicked off their centenary celebrations with an exhibition match at Wembley featuring a Football League XI versus a Rest of the World XI in which the home side triumphed over the away team which contained Diego Maradona and Gary Lineker, then of Barcelona.

One can only imagine what the centenary celebrations for the Premier League will be like in 2092 but no doubt it will be hyped to the point of atomic levels by Sky who will probably have to strap their presenters in to their chairs to stop them exploding with excitement.

Thankfully most of us won’t be around to see any of that, but we will be here tomorrow so come back then to see what the happy-haps are round here, but before you go have a look at Sheffield’s own Sean Bean starring in a typical vastly over the top ad from Sky below.

April 15 – Hillsborough Disaster

NINETEEN years ago today 96 fans lost their lives and 170 were injured at an FA Cup semi-final between Liverpool and Nottingham Forest at Hillsborough, in what was the greatest loss of life at a British football match ever. The effects of that dark day in Sheffield shocked football to it’s core and brought about some of the most radical changes in the game’s history.

As kick-off time approached on that sunny afternoon in Yorkshire, a huge crowd was filling the Leppings Lane enclosure. Like all big stadiums of the time, Hillsborough housed it’s fans in a steel cage, with tall perimeter fencing the norm.

A bottleneck occurred at the entrance to the stand as an estimated 50,000 fans attempted to fill the stadium, increasing security concerns over crushing outside the turnstiles. In an effort to ease this pressure the police decided to open a set of gates that was designed as an exit. Supporters poured into the stand through this narrow tunnel causing a crush against the steel fencing.

Stewards initially refused to open the fencing, causing fans to be asphyxiated while others attempted to climb over the gates and some were pulled to safety by those in the upper tier.

On the pitch, Peter Beardsley hit the Nottingham Forest crossbar and seconds later referee Ray Lewis abandoned the game as the tragic scenes began to unfold to an audience of millions as it was being broadcast on live television.

The impact of the tragedy was far reaching. The world of football was in mourning and searched for an answer as to why this had happened. Lord Justice Taylor was appointed to conduct an inquiry into the disaster, concluding that ‘operational errors’ were the main cause, singling out the role of the South Yorkshire Police who failed to direct fans away from the full pens and were too slow to react to events.

Despite these accusations, no-one has been convicted or prosecuted for the disaster, despite the tireless campaigns of members of the victims’ families.

The Taylor Report also demanded a number of reforms to the way that grounds were designed and crowds were managed that had a massive effect on the game. These changes revolutionised stadiums and changed the way football is policed, financed and watched. Outdated perceptions of football fans were also changed as the clubs no longer looked at their fans as terrace fodder.

These changes were the catalyst that begat the Sky revolution, as clubs couldn’t afford the costs that converting their stadiums would incur, leading to the formation of the Premier League.

Like they do every year, football fans in Liverpool and beyond will today be taking a few minutes to reflect upon the tragic events of Hillsborough. Below you can see AC Milan and Real Madrid’s fitting tribute from their 1989 European Cup semi-final where both sides halted play after six minutes and Milan fans broke into a chorus of ‘You’ll Never Walk Alone’ in respect for the 96 that lost their lives.

April 14 – The Hairiest Chest in Football

TODAY in 1999 football fans across the country were remarking on two things. The first was Ryan Giggs’ wonder-goal that settled their titanic FA Cup semi-final clash with Arsenal and the second was the chest-rug that he showed off to the world during his resulting celebration.

Clashes between Arsenal and Manchester United are often the only ‘big four’ games that live up to the relentless hype and media hyperbole that we get from Sky Sports and the like, and this was probably the best in recent memory.

Locked in an enthralling title battle that had seen both sides go unbeaten in all competitions since Christmas the Gunners met the Red Devils with much more than just a place at the Cup final in Cardiff at stake. Bragging rights and the psychological advantage that no amount of Fergie/Wenger mind games could ever hope to equal were the order of the day at Villa Park.

David Beckham had given United an early lead before Dennis Bergkamp cancelled it out in the second half, as Arsenal began to dominate. Down to ten men after Roy Keane’s red card and with an injured Ronny Johnsen limping around his own penalty area it looked like United’s dreams of an historic treble were going up in smoke.

Arsenal were awarded an injury-time penalty and you could have forgiven Gooner fans for thinking about booking hotel rooms in south Wales. Peter Schmeichel, however, had other ideas, saving Bergkamp’s spot-kick and forcing extra-time.

For most of the extra period United were still on the ropes, failing to put together any decent passing moves as Arsenal lacked the killer instinct. The 109th minute saw a game-defining, nay, era-defining moment as Ryan Giggs picked the ball up in his own half, slalomed past a shell-shocked Arsenal midfield and defence before smashing the ball past the hapless David Seaman.

The United half of Villa Park went into delirium, Giggs whipped off his shirt to reveal an inordinate amount of chest hair and the reality of a treble were getting ever closer for Sir Alex and his troops.

Giggs’ moment of genius has since been voted as United’s greatest ever goal and weeks later he did it again, scoring an injury-time equaliser in their Champions League semi-final first leg against Juventus, leaving Fergie with the Welshman to thank for their historic treble, his knighthood and, of course “that night in Barcelona” (copyright Clyde Tyldesley).

Remind yourself how good the Welshman’s goal was below and head back over here more of the same, but with less hairy chests.

April 13 – Football Banned!

TRY to imagine, if you will, that you are a 14th century peasant. Given that your life consists mainly of simply being downtrodden by virtually everyone, one of your only pleasures in life is a quick game of football on your only day off from the never-ending drudgery that is your work. Well, now you can’t even do that because it was on this day in 1314 that King Edward II issued a proclamation banning football in England.

It read: “forasmuch as there is great noise in the city caused by hustling over large balls from which many evils may arise which God forbid; we command on behalf of the king, on pain of imprisonment, such game to be used in the city in the future.”

Pretty stern stuff from the King who was obviously not a fan of the beautiful game. Not that is was very beautiful in those days and actually, Edward II may have had a point when he banned the playing of the game in cities.

The game played then was far removed from the structured matches we see today. Rather than a football match played on a pitch with 11 players on each side seeing who could score the most goals, the game was more like a mass riot between the youth of neighbouring villages or districts. They would use the excuse of a Holy Day like Shrove Tuesday to have a semi-structured battle through the streets of a town leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. The pig’s bladder that served as the ball was almost an incidental part of the exercise which was more about having a good old fight than displaying any skill or having any notion of a ‘game’ at all.

No wonder Edward II was disapproving of what must have been highly intimidating and violent scenes to those caught up in them unwittingly.

King Edward III was clearly no more of a football fan than his father as he too passed laws banning the game, albeit with a very serious reason for doing so.

In 1338 the 100 Years War with France kicked off and the authorities were extremely concerned that the general public was spending far too much time playing football, and not nearly enough time practicing archery. People playing footy was actually a threat to national security and something had to be done.

In 1363 Edward III decided in an ‘in for a penny, in for a pound’ type way just to ban all sports and be done with it.

His proclamation read: “Whereas the people of our realm, rich and poor alike, were accustomed formerly in their games to practise archery – whence by God’s help, it is well known that high honour and profit came to our realm, and no small advantage to ourselves in our warlike enterprises – and that now skill in the use of the bow having fallen almost wholly into disrepute, our subjects give themselves up to the throwing of stones and of wood and of iron; and some to handball and football and hockey; and others to coursing and cock-fights, and even to other unseemly sports less useful and manly; whereby our realm – which God forbid – will soon, it would appear, be void of archers:

“We, wishing that a fitting remedy be found in this matter, do hereby ordain, that in all places in your country, liberties or no liberties, wheresoever you shall deem fit, a proclamation be made to this effect: that every man in the same country, if he be able-bodied, shall, upon holidays, make use, in his games, of bows and arrows… and so learn and practise archery.

“Moreover we ordain that you prohibit under penalty of imprisonment all and sundry from such stone, wood and iron throwing; handball, football, or hockey; coursing and cock-fighting, or other such idle games.”

What a spoilsport.

Other monarchs including Richard II, Henry IV and Henry V all passed further laws trying to generally ban anyone from having a good time playing sport and even the Scots were not exempt from legislation when James I said in 1424, “That na man play at the Fute-ball.”

It was not until 1681 that Royal attitudes softened towards the game when Charles II of England attended a fixture between the Royal Household and the Duke of Albemarle’s servants, and of course now they’re all at it what with the Royal Box at Wembley and even Prince William claiming to be an Aston Villa fan.

It’s a good job they did get over their hatred of the sport, otherwise one of the greatest goals ever scored would never have happened. Come back tomorrow to find out which one…

April 12 – West Auckland FC – World Cup Winners?

ASK most people who won the first World Cup and they will tell you Uruguay. However, ask people in County Durham and they will tell you something different entirely.

The fact that most of the rest of the world has never heard of West Auckland FC does not stop its fans claiming the team are the real winners of the first World Cup.

The basis of their claim is a delightful story about a small north-eastern club made up of miners and traders who were invited to take part in a prestige international tournament in Italy, and ended up thrashing Italian giants Juventus.

On this day in 1909 West Auckland became the first winners of the Sir Thomas Lipton Trophy.

Sir Thomas Lipton (of Lipton tea), a millionaire with business interests in Britain and Italy, decided to stage a tournament in Turin between teams from Italy, Germany, Switzerland and Great Britain.

Torino XI (Italy), Stuttgarter Sportfreunde (Germany), FC Winterthur (Switzerland) all turned up to play in the competition but the English FA decided in their wisdom not to send a team. Sir Thomas wasn’t having any of this and wanted a British representative, although quite why he chose West Auckland remains a mystery.

One theory that he was actually trying to invite Woolwich Arsenal but his secretary misunderstood a note to call “W.A.” is considered unlikely to be true given that the Gunners were hardly pulling up trees at the time and were not the high profile team they are now.

It is more likely that one of Lipton’s employees had a personal connection to the club but whatever the reason the players travelled to Turin in 1909 to take part in the tournament – many of them at their own expense.

At the two-day event ‘West’ beat Stuttgarter Sportfreunde 2-0 in the first game, and then beat FC Winterthur by the same scoreline to win the trophy.

In 1911 they were invited back to defend their title which they did in style. In their first game they beat FC Zurich 2-0 before thrashing Juventus 6-1 in the final. Having won it twice the team were allowed to keep the trophy for good, and the competition was never staged again.

It seems to us that these are hardly grounds for claiming to be the first winners of the World Cup but it is a great story nonetheless.

The club held on to the trophy until financial problems forced them to pawn it to the landlady of a local pub and it was not until 1960 that a village appeal raised the funds necessary to return the cup to the football club.

In 1994, like the FA Cup and the World Cup before it, the cup was stolen and, despite the offer of a £2,000 reward, the Sir Thomas Lipton Trophy has not been rediscovered. A replica is on display in the West Auckland Working Men’s Club.

Just a year after their famous victory debts caused the club to fold and withdraw from the Northern League but were reformed in 1914 under the name West Auckland Town FC in 1914 although they have never hit the heights that they did during the early twentieth century.

In 1982 the story of the gang of minors and labourers from the north east who took on the might of Juventus and won was imortalised in a film called A Captain’s Tale starring Minder’s Dennis Waterman as club captain Bob Jones but we are not sure whether he wrote or sang the them tune.

Unlike the short-lived Sir Thomas Lipton Trophy, we will be back tomorrow as usual, so join us then.

April 11 – The Wright Stuff

IF you thought media-friendly England captains with 100 caps and a pop star WAG had only been around since last month’s England friendly, then think again. Today we’re looking at a man who pre-dated LA Galaxy’s finest by fifty years, as Billy Wright celebrated his 100th appearance in an England shirt today in 1959.

When Beckham notched up his 100 against France he was joining a select band of just 4 other Englishmen who have reached the landmark figure. The former Wolves legend Wright was the first, notching up his century against Scotland in a Home International match at Wembley.

Like on 89 other occasions Wright captained his country as they eased to a 1-0 win over the Auld Enemy. Were it not for an inspired performance by Scottish ‘keeper Bill Brown it would have been a romp, but instead the Three Lions had to make do with single goal from Bobby Charlton, who ironically was the next man to reach the milestone. At the end of the game Wright received a standing ovation and was carried of the pitch, as his England team-mates paid tribute to the legendary centre half.

Wright spent his entire club career at Wolves, making his debut as a 15-year old in a 1939 win over Notts County. Following the war, Wright became Wolves captain taking over from Stan Cullis. The 1950′s were happy days for Wright, as he lead Wolves to the First Division title three times, missing only 31 games during the whole decade.

His imperious performances at club level meant that England came-a-calling in 1946 when Wright made his debut against Belgium. He was made captain in 1948 and lead his country in the ’50, ’54 and ’58 World Cups where England flattered to deceive. He ended up clocking up 105 appearances, leaving him presently as the fourth most-capped Englishman. Only Peter Shilton, Bobby Moore and Bobby Charlton have represented the Three Lions more often, but they cannot boast of Wright’s disciplinary record – in 541 games for Wolves and 105 for England Wright was never booked or sent off.

Following his retirement in 1959 he had a four-year stint in the dug-out at Arsenal, where he ended up with the poorest record of any post-war Arsenal manager, but consoled himself with the fact that he signed the likes of Bob Wilson, Frank McLintock and Joe Baker during his time at Highbury.

Outside of football Wright hit the headlines when he married Joy Beverley of the Beverley Sisters in a showbiz marriage that was years ahead of it’s time. A spell in punditry followed, as did a stint on the Board of Directors at Wolves before his death on 3rd September 1994.

See England, and the world’s, first 100 cap man in one of the most talked about England games of the era below and come back tomorrow as we take you way back to look at a trophy you’ve probably never heard of.