Wanted: Your memories of meeting Brian Clough

Do you have a great story of a meeting with Brian Clough?  If so you could contribute your tale to help a great cause, and see your name in print!

If you were lucky enough to have met the great man then your story could be featured in a forthcoming charity book being compiled to raise money for the Brian Clough Memorial Fund.  The book has the support of Mrs Clough, and will include fond memories from fans and more well-known names alike.

Should you have a story you’d like to share then what were the circumstances?  What did he say?  Did he make you laugh?  Were you nervous?  What made it special for you?

The author’s royalties are going to the Brian Clough Memorial Fund which is run by his family, and helps the types of good causes that he supported actively (but usually not overly-publicly).  For an example of some of the fantastic work done by the fund, check out this link.

If you can help, please see www.brianclough.com/memories.htm for more details, or drop an email to youngman@brianclough.com

6 Responses

  1. One afternoon I was sitting on the banks of the river trent. Along the path beside the river came BC, Green Sweat Shirt, White Shorts, White socks & trainers, hands behind his back obviously thinking about the game that evening. I waved, he waved back. “Good Luck tonight, I’ll be there,” I said. “We’ll try to win for you” he said. Of course, We did.

  2. I hope some of the old men from Leeds contribute some memories of his spell there !

    Very good article here:-

  3. I would sometimes see Brian Clough on a sunday morning in the newsagents I think his eldest son owned on central avenue, West bridgford.
    This was around 1981, I was just a kid but I remember on one ocassion whilst flicking through the comics in the shop with a couple of mates hearing Brians stern voice coming from behing the counter demanding to know if I was going to buy anything (quote) as this is not a bloody library.

  4. It would be in March/April 1975 not long after BC had arrived, that I first encountered him. After a League match one cold Saturday, two local youth teams were being allowed to use the CG to play their local final. Anyone that had watched the first team match was allowed to stop on and watch the youth match. There were no fences in those days so my mate, Terry, and I decided to walk round the perimeter of the ground from the Bridgford End (the Kop) into the Trent End. As we reached the half way line, we came across Cloughie’s infamous shed (rapidly erected on his arrival) so we thought it would be a good idea to emulate the great man and sit in that. Terry did a great Cloughie impersonation and was just shouting out of the shed ” Now then young man….” when this blur of a green tracksuit top appeared and a voice bellowed “Oi you two – f*ck off!” Needless to say, we left rather quickly.

  5. His brother used to run the post office / newsagent in Bramcote near where I lived at the time (late 1970s, early 80s) and he’d sometimes be there behind the counter on a Sunday morning. We used to go in and buy birthday cards for people there – always buying two instead of one – then Brian would sign them. Always the same – “Happy Birthday (name) – be good! Brian Clough.

    One of the lads I went in with one Sunday bought some fags – clearly underage. He wasn’t stopped from buying them but was told he “wouldn’t be getting a game in my team anytime soon.” Some of the older lads would give him a (jokey) hard time if Forest didn’t win the day before and he’d take it very well.

    I saw him around a lot – always said hello and always got a friendly reply.

    I’ve a few more from older relatives – some of them highlighting his less attractive qualities (rudeness, arrogance and a certain approach to money-matters) but they can stay under wraps I reckon. I think he liked hero-worship from kids though and he got enough of it to be going on with.

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