itsinyerblood
Well-Known Member
Although this thread is titled 'Nigel Clough', comments have been raised about the nature of management in general.
If you manage to take a look at the specifics that surround managing a professional club I'd have thought that it's almost inconceivable for most managers not to have an inflated sense of self. It's almost a balancing act when you consider the fine line managers walk, one minute basking in the glory of a run of games where a team is undefeated, the next reading in the local press that the knives might be out for you if you can't halt a run where you've lost six games on the trot. Little wonder managers often embrace a highwire act where they look down on those other managers who can't seem to get a job.
They must all know that their futures are wrapped up in a set of variables that ask questions of even the most capable of men. Mind you, at the top level the rewards are quite amazing. Contracts based in the millions, more than enough to pay off a mortgage, drive high-end cars, and generally enjoy what most supporters can only dream about. So I guess it shouldn't be a surprise that some of the more established managers seem a tad unhinged at times, who knows how long their 'magic' will last? I was a pro-Brian Clough type. Always destined to clash with authority, Brian was a man who had the benefit of a more sober (meant figuratively, not in terms of the alcohol consumed) partner in Peter Taylor, always a man best suited to the role of second in command. When that security was no more Brian was never the same great manager. What can be said of Brian Clough is that the game was fascinating while he took 'little' Nottingham Forest to the peaks of football success. Football needs it's share of managerial dictators, near-lunatics, or those simply convinced they have a blueprint for success. Brian was one such I suspect, but none of this ever managed to deflect Brian's astute judgement of a player's capabilities, and perhaps it was this that allowed him to create teams of previously undistinguished players.
If you manage to take a look at the specifics that surround managing a professional club I'd have thought that it's almost inconceivable for most managers not to have an inflated sense of self. It's almost a balancing act when you consider the fine line managers walk, one minute basking in the glory of a run of games where a team is undefeated, the next reading in the local press that the knives might be out for you if you can't halt a run where you've lost six games on the trot. Little wonder managers often embrace a highwire act where they look down on those other managers who can't seem to get a job.
They must all know that their futures are wrapped up in a set of variables that ask questions of even the most capable of men. Mind you, at the top level the rewards are quite amazing. Contracts based in the millions, more than enough to pay off a mortgage, drive high-end cars, and generally enjoy what most supporters can only dream about. So I guess it shouldn't be a surprise that some of the more established managers seem a tad unhinged at times, who knows how long their 'magic' will last? I was a pro-Brian Clough type. Always destined to clash with authority, Brian was a man who had the benefit of a more sober (meant figuratively, not in terms of the alcohol consumed) partner in Peter Taylor, always a man best suited to the role of second in command. When that security was no more Brian was never the same great manager. What can be said of Brian Clough is that the game was fascinating while he took 'little' Nottingham Forest to the peaks of football success. Football needs it's share of managerial dictators, near-lunatics, or those simply convinced they have a blueprint for success. Brian was one such I suspect, but none of this ever managed to deflect Brian's astute judgement of a player's capabilities, and perhaps it was this that allowed him to create teams of previously undistinguished players.