Gordon Strachan at altitude, 1986: Leeds at the World Cup
It was the fashion in Mexico for players to celebrate goals by hurdling advertising hoardings, but when Strachan ran to the crowd the boards were almost up to his chest.
It was the fashion in Mexico for players to celebrate goals by hurdling advertising hoardings, but when Strachan ran to the crowd the boards were almost up to his chest.
'A lady came up by the name of Louella Harrigan and she said, "Regardless, we got to take back our country from Kenneth Bates, and whatever we’re going to do we’re going to march this morning, and we are going to take our country back! This lease must be revoked, and Kenneth Bates must go!”’
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"I had heard the name of Gordon Strachan before," said Eusébio, "but did not know he was that good. He was better than some of the Brazilians."
Harry Wilson's skills should have put him in someone's pantheon by now. Someone more interesting than Fulham. There's nothing else for him to do, at Leeds, but to make it here.
"This was proof that we do have what it takes. We have had a sing song and a cabaret in the hotel to put us all in good heart. I said we would win the World Cup and I do not take a word of that back."
"I was so excited I knocked the glass of water I had been drinking right across the room," Allan's mother Alice told the Walsall Observer.
From Ao Tanaka labouring morning to night to Gabriel Gudmundsson shouting out the wife: it's not a normal World Cup, so it's made for Erling Haaland.
It might have drifted across the goal, it might have drifted into the goal, it might have dropped to one of the forwards rushing in, and Big Jack Charlton had only a split second to decide. He reached up, and punched the ball away from the goalmouth.
Football has no solution. It's an imperfect game about failure, and about emotions that can be bad as well as good and validate the fans either way. That's why I don't think Bielsa wants to be done with it just yet.
Too often in football nobody is happy, or only the worst people are happy, so if Pascal Struijk is happy and Leeds and Brighton and Georginio Rutter, let's just be happy too.
Three former Leeds managers went to the World Cup, one remains. And obviously that's the irritating one. But at least Thomas Christiansen has plenty to feel proud of.