Competition: Win 150 BC: Cloughie the Inside Stories

Thanks to the generosity of author Dave Armitage I am able to offer one lucky reader the chance to win a signed copy of his excellent book 150 BC: Cloughie the Inside Stories.  I’ve just finished reading it after my ‘interim review‘ a few days ago – and it’s a brilliant combination of heart-warming, tear-jerking and rib-crackingly hilarious collection of anecdotes and stories.

Better still, Dave has kindly written a small piece for the blog about the dilemma of naming the book and his background:

The number of people who have made favourable comments about the title of the book has been quite staggering – if only they knew!

Once I’d established the idea that trying to compile a collection of Cloughie stories was a good one, I mused over a working title.

Obviously, you try to come up with something that sets it apart from other books on the great man and yet still captures the essence of the whole thing.

Then it came to me – 100 BC. Surely that would be a winner. I liked it straight away and, barring any other flashes of inspiration, decided virtually from day one that would be the way I would go.

It had a nice ring to it – the only problem was if I didn’t manage to assemble a whole century of Cloughie stories. After all, how many personalities football or otherwise lent themselves to one hundred tales or anecdotes?

I vowed that the very second the stories showed any signs of duplicating I would call a halt and if it had to be 82 BC or 77 BC then so be it. I still liked the idea behind the BC part of title and was happy to stick with it whatever figure I finished up at.

It quickly became clear that hitting a ton wasn’t going to be a problem (surprise, surprise!) and so the book grew under a working title of 125 BC and so on . . .

At 150 I really had to start thinking about bringing it to a close although I was aware there were still a whole host of people I hadn’t got hold of.

In essence, that’s it. I stopped at 150 and reluctantly ‘pulled’ a further 20 or so that I had. I was happy that the content satisfied the criteria of a decent sized book and wasn’t repetetive.

And so, there it is. The finished article ‘150 BC: Cloughie the Inside Stories‘ and, at the risk of sounding smug, I am very pleased with it.  It’s a kind of jigsaw where the reader can build up his or her own picture without the author/narrator preaching to them.

I was happy that it might just give an alternative side to the darker aspects portrayed in The Damned United or, for that matter, certain sectons of Duncan Hamilton’s Provided You Don’t Kiss Me.

I thought the Damned United was a horrible book, though I know many who really enjoyed and even think it didn’t portray Cloughie in a bad way. I can’t see that, but that’s just my take on things.

Let’s be straight, he could be an awkward cuss and prided himself on it more often than not.  But there was a generosity, warmth and humour about him that I honestly don’t think other books have always got over.

I know Duncan personally and he chose to do his in a certain way and I chose to do mine from a slightly different take. Neither is right or wrong. You pays your money and you takes your choice.

What was nice was that nearly all the people I interviewed were more than happy to give up some of their memories for the book and many that I have seen since it came out have been complimentary.

I’m sure I’ve gone on long enough, but if anyonedoes have any particular questions that they would like answering, I’d be more than happy to do so.

All the best to you die-hard Forest fans and let’s hope it isn’t too long before the City Ground is playing hosts to the likes of Manchester United, Liverpool and the likes again.


Anyone else find the above a rather tantalising almost-admission that we could see a sequel of more stories? Anyway, I digress – how to you win a copy of this fantastic book?

To be in with a chance of winning a signed copy of the book, please email me the answer to the following question: What was the name of Brian Clough’s faithful Golden Retriever? Send your entries to and please include your postal address, and whether you would like Dave to inscribe a particular message in the book.

Entries will close on midnight 28th October, and Royal Mail strikes permitting hopefully we will be able to arrange delivery in time for Christmas!

Moussi’s goal!

Some fortuitous camera work by webbo2604 in the Upper Brian Clough Stand (thanks to DeepingRed for pointing it out in the comments on the Match Report) gives you an early view of the Moose in action, latching on the flick Dele puts onto McKenna’s frankly hopeful lob into the box!

It’s amusing to see him disappear into the Lower Trent End afterwards too!  Apparently even the referee admits such a thing shouldn’t warrant a booking, but rules is rules, and we should know better really.  It’s still quite funny, though!

The Moose’s fire is quelled – by an early bath!

moooose!Nottingham Forest – 1
Barnsley – 0

There’ll be a few people who made it home only to discover they’d missed a goal in the name of beating the traffic.  I wonder if any of them also missed the probably slightly more monumental moment of Des Walker scoring his only competitive goal for the club?  Some people never learn!

Billy had pre-warned that patience would be a virtue in this fixture, and he was spot on.  Barnsley came out the blocks positively but also dug in and made life difficult for the Reds, who themselves were not quite up to performance levels attained at the weekend on this cold and rainy tuesday evening.

Just one change was made, McGoldrick replacing Majewski who has been suffering with a virus since the weekend, and playing almost in the same kind of role in advanced midfield, so we lined up something approximating:

Gunter   Morgan   Wilson   Cohen
Anderson   Moussi   McKenna   Tyson

As I said above, it was the visitors who made the early running – pressing Forest deep into their own territory, and assisted by the infuriatingly incompetent Nigel Miller – the referee for this evening.  His first act of note was to give a freekick early doors when a Barnsley player fell over next to Wes Morgan, this was well struck by the industrious Ian Hume and rattled the bar with Camp not even moving.

Shortly after another dodgy freekick was awarded for a supposed foul on Hammill by Anderson, this was quickly taken some ten yards away from where the incident took place.  Again taken by Hume, this time into the box where Wes was on hand to make the clearance.  Anderson looked to be the brightest prospect for the Reds to start to make progress in attack – unfortunately his first attempt was a poor shot straight at Barnsley’s goalkeeper Steele.

Hume again proved a thorn in the side of our defence, forcing another effort this time just wide of the goal – however, Forest were starting to come more into the game and take the game to the Tykes.  Ex-Sheep Darren Moore felled McGoldrick and picked up a booking for his trouble – the freekick was well struck by Cohen but straight into the wall and to safety.

The Reds attacked again and a Cohen delivery into the box was met by Blackstock with a header across goal, this fell half-kindly for McGoldrick who on the stretch managed to get the ball roughly goalbound – but for the intervention of the crossbar.  A frustration for a chap nearby who had a bet on the former Southampton man to get he first goal!

He was getting excited again too, as McGoldrick bent his run deliciously to avoid straying offside, Morgan played an uncharacteristically perfect long-range ball to put him through one-on-one.  It’s true he was at an awkward angle but I would have expected the striker to do better than to blast into the quick-to-react Steele – or better still square the ball to the supporting Tyson who would’ve surely tapped into the open goal!

The visitors had another quick attack with Macken forcing a decent save from Camp, and right before the half time break Forest had two chances – first from Blackstock which was saved by Steele, and then Anderson fizzed a low cross to the back stick which just evaded Tyson who was running in on the back post.

The second half almost started perfectly, Luke Steele cleared badly and left himself rather stranded.  McKenna responded to the cries of ‘Shoooot!’ from the crowd and did so – and we will never know whether he’d have hit the target or not because of the timely intervention by one of the Barnsley midfield.

At the other end the in-form Hammill forced Camp to make a spectacular save at the expense of a corner – and shortly after we were grateful to see two headed chances miss the target from Foster and then Julian Gray in quick succession.  This woke up the modest following from Yorkshire who – in fairness – certainly made more noise man-for-man than our North-Eastern visitors at the weekend.

Even if it was 90% about the miners strike.

After a Forest attack fizzled out Tys reacted angrily to being fairly blatantly hauled down by Shotton, the referee booked him for it – which is probably fair, although Tyson’s frustration was understandable given the referee’s blind spot for what he felt was a foul on him.  Still, I’m not a fan of seeing our players react in that way so a yellow was probably warranted.

Before half time Tyson had picked up a knock to the ankle, and shortly after the booking he was withdrawn for Majewski who was looking lively.  Raddy’s first act was to take a dangerous corner, the melee which ensued saw Dex pick up a knock and get replaced by Dele, whilst Raddy went to take another corner from the other side that had come from his first attempt.

Raddy was finding space and time to get on the ball and try to create something – and he almost slipped McGoldrick in but for a good last ditch tackle from Shotton to deny him.  At the other end Wilson was on hand to deny former-Red Andy Gray who was a Barnsley sub from connecting with what looked like a good goal-scoring opportunity.

Just as I was starting to lose any hope that we’d get a breakthrough the simplest of goals left us delirious.  A long ball from McKenna was chested down by Adebola into the path of Moussi who powered the ball into the net and powered himself into the Trent End to celebrate with the fans.  This culminated in a second yellow card and an early bath for the match winner.

Moussi’s first booking had been ostensibly for him kicking the ball away – at the time I wasn’t entirely convinced that the Frenchman had realised that play had stopped, as it appeared to be him playing it rather than an act of petulance.  Regardless, it certainly provided a memorable finish and undoubtedly left a few early-departers kicking themselves for their impatience.

We’re still in seventh place – but in this tightest of leagues we’re only two points off the top!  As Billy rightly said post-match, league tables are broadly irrelevant ’til January or later – however, regardless of this grain of truth – it’s still nice to be north of half-way in it, and open up a sizeable gap between us and a certain other team who lost again this evening!

Five straight league wins is something we’ve not achieved for three and a half years – so heartiest congratulations to the lads.  The bad news for us is that Dex looks likely to be missing for a couple of weeks with an overstretched medial knee ligament.  Thankfully it isn’t a tear.  Onward and upwards!