I first read this book on a Ryanair flight from Luton to Alicante. I reached the end and cried. The bloke sat next to me was more tattoo than man. I almost said: "It's okay. It's about football."

The man, in his own words. There are few football memoirs worth reading, let alone re-reading. Cloughie had two...

Some fans hate Peace for this book. Okay, perhaps the booze is early and overplayed. But hang on! Can you name another gaffer who's had a critically acclaimed novelist write about them? No, you can't!

I've a mate who's a Leeds fan. Grudgingly, he admires BC . Maybe for what Leeds might've had? Anyway, Revie and Clough, those sons of Middlesbrough, are both given their due in this cracking read.

Old Big 'Ead's favour was crucial to a lot of iconic players' careers. But there's iconic and there's Roy Keane. Clough only gets a bit part. But it's a pretty important bit part.