The 1974 World Cup qualification programme would go down in infamy for England, as the 1966 winners failed to even make the finals two tournaments on. There weren’t many highlights for the fans to look back at fondly, but one would be the thunderbolt goal scored by Norman Hunter against Wales on this day in 1973…
1973, Norman Hunter and Wembley weren’t the best of combinations. In May, Hunter was part of the Leeds United side that surprisingly lost to Sunderland in the FA Cup Final. In October, Hunter’s infamous error against Poland proved costly as England conceded the goal that ultimately stopped them qualifying for the World Cup. But on a happier note, in the previous home qualifier in January, Hunter had scored a screamer against Wales.
The visit of the Welsh marked the first World Cup match at Wembley since the 1966 World Cup final. As on that famous day, England were managed by Sir Alf Ramsey and captained by Bobby Moore. But Alan Ball was the only other player from the 1966 final taking to the field, although the side did contain Norman Hunter who had been an unused squad member in that triumph and made one substitute appearance at the 1970 tournament. This was realistically going to be the defender’s last chance to properly figure at a World Cup. With England having started the campaign by beating Wales in Cardiff two months earlier, there seemed little cause for concern ahead of this rare January international.
All that changed after 23 minutes, John Toshack scoring from close range to give Wales the lead. Suddenly it didn’t look so certain that England would be at the finals in West Germany. They now began to attack with vigour, but – in an ominous warning sign for what would later lie ahead with Poland and Jan Tomaszewski- they came up against a goalkeeper in good form in Gary Sprake. But the one man who would beat him shortly before the break was Hunter, his Leeds United colleague.
Hunter was involved in bringing the ball forward as England attacked in numbers. Colin Bell drove the ball into the box, with it being deflected away into the path of Hunter. He struck the ball goalwards with venom from outside the box, his left foot drive flying into the roof of Sprake’s net. “Sprake knows all about Norman Hunter but he knew nothing about that,” proclaimed BBC commentator David Coleman as Wembley erupted with delight. It had been a goal to savour.
“Oh, how England need forwards who can shoot like that,” reflected Geoffrey Green in The Times. Norman Giller in the Daily Express wrote of a goal that was “fashioned out of nothing”. In the Daily Mirror, Frank McGhee said: “It is in a way a tribute to England’s equaliser in the 40th minute that a ‘keeper in Sprake’s superb form was left frozen in disbelief at the ferocity and power of the Norman Hunter shot that flew past him from 25 yards.” Green also called it at 25 yards, Giller gave a more conservative estimate of 20. Wales’ Leighton James, in an interview in 2004, recalled it as being 30. But regardless of just how far out it was, there was no getting away from the fact that Hunter’s goal had caught the eye. “You did not see him often over the halfway line. It showed how much pressure they put on us,” recalled James.
Hunter would generally be known for his ‘bites yer’ legs’ reputation rather than his goalscoring ability, scoring just 22 times in 679 Football League appearances. For England he was hardly prolific either, the only other goal he scored in 28 caps coming against Spain in 1968. But against Wales he drove in a goal to remember.
It sadly wasn’t what most people would be talking about the following day, England having to settle for a 1-1 draw and being booed off the pitch. It wouldn’t be what most primarily remembered his England career for either, the mistake against Poland nine months later sadly – and perhaps unfairly – sticking in many minds far more. But Hunter’s goal against Wales had been one to treasure, a prime candidate for any list of forgotten great England goals – a left-footed drive from distance that flew past Sprake. It was a Bobby Charlton-esque goal from the most unlikely of sources.
This week we turn the spotlight on women’s football and review the recently released autobiography of Hope Powell, who managed England from 1998 to 2013 after previously enjoying a lengthy international playing career. The book provides an interesting insight into someone who came to symbolise progression for the women’s national team but also for the stature of the female game in England…
Hope Powell last month celebrated her 50th birthday and it has been a life in which she has often found herself fighting the odds. Her childhood was not always easy, growing up in a household where her mother was the victim of domestic violence. As a girl growing up playing football Powell was very much in the minority, her younger days falling into an era when females playing the sport would attract derision and be viewed with perplexity.
Even when she made it to becoming an England international it was a world away from the professional women’s game that has now developed, having to pay to play at club level. Powell would be a role model for any black girls looking to make it in the sport, having to deal with an instance of racism in her playing days. And she is also one of the most high-profile openly gay figures in English football, snubbing an approach in recent years to manage Nigeria’s women for reasons including the nation’s policies towards same-sex relationships.
And even as a female manager within the women’s game she found herself in the minority, Powell blazing a trail by being the first – and so far only – woman to manage the England side. A constant theme of Hope: My Life in Football is how she has had to fight for equality, resenting the way men are given managerial jobs in the women’s game but not the other way round.
“We need more women in the top jobs,” she insists, while also reminding readers that her successor Mark Sampson is “less experienced and less qualified than me”. She was once linked with the manager’s job at Grimsby Town, but maintains she neither applied for the post nor received any contact from the Mariners about it. There was an approach from non-league Windsor which she considered taking, but the timing was not right for her. Powell would become the first woman to gain her UEFA pro-licence qualification, working closely with such established football names as Stuart Pearce to achieve it. Kevin Keegan emerges in the book as a supportive figure of England’s women, while a converted Howard Wilkinson would also prove a particular ally of Powell’s.
Standing up for herself
Powell certainly gives the impression she is not a woman to be messed with. During the book she recalls clipping an un-named member of Team GB’s men’s football team around the back of the head for ogling her players; of putting Derek Fazackerley straight when he thinks she is the new office girl at the FA, rather than the women’s team manager; and of standing up to a misogynistic man in Jordan who pushed in front of her, leaving him mumbling apologies. Most significantly she managed to help free her mum from a life of domestic violence, putting her own personal safety at risk to confront her mother’s partner and involve the police to ensure her mum could move on to enjoy a happier life. Any football challenge has been minor by comparison, although it has been far from straightforward.
Powell found herself banned from playing football with boys as a child, so she ended up defying her mum’s orders and joining Millwall Lionesses. By the age of 14 she was playing first-team football and she would quickly break into the England squad. In 1984 she helped England reach the European Competition for Women’s Football against Sweden, Powell getting an unwelcome insight into how conservative England remained about women’s football compared to elsewhere. The first-leg in Scandinavia was a big deal to the locals, the return game so insignificant to most of English football that no ground in London was made available by the clubs to stage the match (it was eventually played at Luton). Powell writes: “Swedish football was so far in advance of our own in terms of its development, it was almost embarrassing.”
For an English women’s footballer in the 1980s there was little glamour, even if playing for leading clubs such as Millwall Lionesses and Friends of Fulham as Powell did. She writes: “A lot of the games were watched by two men and a dog – sometimes it was just the dog. When I look back at the conditions we used to put up with, we really had a lot of dedication and determination. Many of the pitches we played on were disgusting mud-heaps, on which the ball just about rolled.” An appearance at Old Trafford in the Women’s Cup Final saw less than 1,000 spectators dotted around the ground for the showpiece of the domestic game. When she played for England at the 1995 World Cup in Sweden, the team endured sleepless nights travelling on trains between venues and Powell says she was left out of pocket by the trip – a tournament that attracted little interest in the English press.
Fast forward 18 years and things had well and truly changed, as Powell began to feel the amount of media intrusion towards her players at Euro 2013 was an unwelcome distraction. As she herself admitted it was a case of being careful what you wish for, having sought for so long for an increased profile for the women’s game and then discovered the negative elements of it.
That level of increased interest was at least partly down to Powell, who since 1998 had been in a job where success was judged on more than just results. She also looked to increase interest in the women’s game and see youngsters develop. Given the end results she can be seen as having succeeded in all fields, England qualifying for several major tournaments (and reaching the Euro 2009 final) as they began to find themselves in the top bracket of women’s sides. Young talent would emerge and perhaps most significantly, the English female game became almost unrecognisable from years before in terms of interest and status including the creation of professional leagues. The presence of a Team GB women’s team at London 2012 – led by Powell, who as with when she was unexpectedly offered the England job in 1998 initially considered turning it down – would also help increase the profile.
Yet for all her achievements, it was reported when Powell was sacked in 2013 after a poor European Championship that many players were not sorry to see her leave and saw her management as a “dictatorship”. Powell’s claim that there was “cowardice” from her players who backed away from taking penalties in the shoot-out against France at the 2011 World Cup – comments she says in the book were said in the heat of the moment and not meant for publication – could not have helped the situation. Critics may happily point out that Sampson took England further in 2015 than Powell ever did at a World Cup (Powell refuses to take any credit in the book for that third-place finish). Powell also believes certain people at the FA resented the level of control she had been allowed to gain over its female international football structure, something she puts down to the organisation getting her “on the cheap” and expecting her to be responsible for all levels.
But even those who fell out with Powell would surely concede that she helped the women’s game progress in England, being ready to take on the conservative elements of the FA and fight for improvements to the sport. She writes: “When you’re working class and black, never mind having a same-sex partner, you learn early on in life that you’re going to have to fight for everything you achieve… you will come up against people who have a total sense of entitlement and privilege. They pretty much run everything, from the government to companies and organisations, including the FA, who are threatened by people like me. We don’t fit their mould and, when we get into positions of authority, they’re not really quite sure how to deal with us. Throughout the time I worked at the FA, they were legion.”
Powell did not in any way fit the stereotype of an FA employee and she was anything but a yes-woman, continually fighting the establishment and seeking to strengthen the women’s game. She was not without her critics as England boss but Hope did indeed help give hope to many girls and women that they could make it in football – and enjoy a much more attractive career than the one she had on deserted mud-heaps in the 1980s. Her story is one that has been worth telling.
- Hope: My Life in Football by Hope Powell with Marvin Close, is published by Bloomsbury.
We were extremely sorry to learn yesterday of the death of former England manager Graham Taylor at the age of 72.
Graham Taylor enjoyed great success as a club manager with Lincoln City, Watford and Aston Villa – winning a total of seven promotions and coming close with the latter two clubs to becoming champions of England . His career included giving the first chance in professional football to such a talent as John Barnes. He was widely regarded as a nice man who made time to help people. And his co-commentaries for matches on BBC Radio 5 Live were enjoyed by many. And yet for some people, all that he would be remembered for was his three years managing England and writing him off as a downright failure because of it. Browsing one discussion forum yesterday , the first reply to a post about Taylor’s death was someone pointing out what an awful England manager Taylor was. No “but he seemed a nice man” or “but he did very well at club level”. Just bitterness and remembering ‘Turnip’ as a catastrophic failure when in charge of his country.
Sadly, of course, Taylor failed to steer England to the 1994 World Cup – the only time they’ve not qualified for the tournament since 1978. Mistakes were made along the way including the tactical approach in certain games and some dubious team selections, as well as some of the old guard such as Peter Beardsley and Chris Waddle appearing to be sacrificed prematurely. Substituting Gary Lineker in the crunch defeat by Sweden during Euro ’92 attracted criticism from press and public, while Taylor would not enjoy the same rapport with Paul Gascoigne as either his predecessor or successor. There were much-criticised losses to Norway and the USA within days in June 1993. And the infamous fly-on-the-wall documentary about the World Cup qualifying campaign would do Taylor’s reputation few favours. Did he not like that indeed?
But his reign wasn’t quite the all-out nightmare it is often portrayed as. Taylor didn’t lose a match in his first year at charge and his side were beaten just once prior to Euro ’92. England qualified unbeaten for that tournament and during his reign they only lost once on home soil. Taylor could forever claim the controversial refereeing display during defeat to the Netherlands cost him both qualification and – as he told the linesman – his job. For all their disappointments in that campaign, England would probably have still got to the USA had Norway not suddenly emerged as a force.
Four years earlier England had qualified for the World Cup by just the width of the crossbar against Poland in the decisive qualifier, Bobby Robson going on to depart a hero after reaching the semi-finals. Taylor would rue how things went against him that night in Rotterdam, plus the late equaliser conceded in the home meeting. It’s a game of fine margins and he knew once his side failed to make it to the USA that he would never get a chance to turn things around. Taylor might also have felt expectations were inflated to unrealistic levels when he took the job amid the post-Italia ’90 euphoria.
The Impossible Job documentary about the qualifying campaign would lead to more mocking of Taylor, but the perception of him as a foul-mouthed individual was unfair. Yes the evidence was there that he used a lot of expletives, but it has to be put into the context of a man under great pressure and in an environment where “industrial language” is applied to get through to many players (if Gazza’s autobiography was anything to go by, then even Sir Bobby Robson frequently spoke in such a way when in a football environment). So many people who met Taylor say what a nice man he was, while his reign at Watford saw him work to achieve more than just success on the field. In an era when crowd trouble was rife, Watford were the ultimate family club – the staff putting on productions for young fans to enjoy and families happily flocking to games and sitting in the safety and comfort of a dedicated enclosure. He was also an early champion of black players, men such as Barnes and Luther Blissett thriving under him at Watford. As England boss he would also give a number of black players their chance at international level.
That spell at Watford really brought Taylor to national attention, following an almost-invincible Fourth Division title success at Lincoln City. But as Watford rose from the Fourth Division to runners-up in the top-flight in just six seasons, not all the publicity was positive. His direct style attracted critics, Taylor being at pains to defend the approach. “I hate sophisticated football,” he told John Motson in one interview – and he could say with justification that the old-school directness worked well.
But that criticism would seem gentle compared to what he had to endure, particularly from The Sun, in the second half of his England reign. ‘Swedes 2, Tunips 1’ was a witty headline. But much of what happened subsequently was anything but. The ‘Turniphead’ images became a nasty and tired joke, merely intensifying some people’s hatred of the man. Even when he resigned as manager there was a spiteful front page. It’s little surprise Taylor later rejected the chance to present a retirement gift to the responsible sub-editor. The son of a sports journalist, Taylor would have good reason to resent some of the individuals within the industry.
After the public humiliation with England the easy option for Taylor would have been to go abroad for a well-paid, low-pressure job. But it was to his immense credit that Taylor would within months take the manager’s job at Wolverhampton Wanderers, becoming the first ex-England manager to manage again at club level on home soil (excluding Sir Alf Ramsey’s caretaker stint at Birmingham City). Although the Molineux reign was perhaps not as successful as hoped, Taylor did lead the side to the First Division play-offs.
But it was a return to his spiritual home of Watford where he would really re-establish himself, the old Vicarage Road magic – with old mate Elton John again at the helm – resurfacing as successive promotions were achieved to take the Hornets to the Premier League. Although relegation was suffered the next season, Taylor could take pride in what he had achieved and feel he had proved some of his critics wrong. Even though he ‘retired’ in 2001, there was clearly still hunger there as he would the following year again take charge at Aston Villa.
After all the flack he took as England manager, one might have thought the last people he would want for company were the English press. But his role as a radio summariser would regularly see him in their company, many sports journalists having tweeted what a nice man he was and how much he will be missed. Taylor’s assessments of matches were enjoyed by many. Former BBC TV commentator Barry Davies pondered in his autobiography that, having heard Taylor’s analysis and read his thoughtful columns, if things might have worked out differently for the manager if his chance with England had come later. With the benefit of hindsight he would almost certainly have done some things differently.
Taylor was a patriot, pointing out that he was a fan at club level of Scunthorpe United and he grew up with England as his “big team”. He found it hard to grasp why others could not view the national team as such a priority. Tony Dorigo, who played under Taylor, tweeted last night that “there wasn’t a more committed Englishman and for that he had my admiration”. Like Bobby Robson before him, Taylor really longed to succeed with his country. It didn’t work out as hoped, but the man’s overall career and other qualities in life were appreciated by many. The many tributes paid in the last 24 hours are full evidence of that.
RIP Graham, a good, honest man who will be sadly missed.
This summer marked 50 years since England won the World Cup. Today we look at how the players fared if they moved into football management afterwards..
The baby of the 1966 side would be the last of the team still working as a football manager when he led Portsmouth for a second time in the late 1990s. His managerial career would be written off by some as a catastrophic failure, but a case can also be made for him being the second most successful manager from the 1966 XI (after Jack Charlton). At Blackpool, Portsmouth, Stoke City, Exeter City and Manchester City he would be in charge for at least part of a season in which relegation was sustained, although only on two occasions was he at the helm for an entire demotion campaign.
His reign with Manchester City would do most damage to his reputation, not helped by the lasting memory of him wrongly believing a draw was enough to keep them up against Liverpool on the last day of 1995-96. At Stoke he would also endure an unhappy time, while his image as a failure was not helped by being part of Graham Taylor’s England set-up.
But on the South Coast he would be remembered more fondly for his time in the dugout. With Portsmouth the side just missed out on promotion to the top-flight in 1985 and 1986, before they finally made it in 1987. Although they would be immediately relegated back down, Ball had provided Pompey’s first season in the First Division for almost 30 years and in 1997-98 he returned to pull off a great escape to stop them slipping into the third tier.
In between he took charge at Pompey’s arch-rivals Southampton, a club he had served as a player in two spells (the second of them after his managerial reign at Blackpool ended). Bringing out the best in Matt Le Tissier, Ball led the Saints to Premier League safety in 1993-94 and again kept them up the following season. Although his decision to leave for Man City proved unpopular as well as ill-fated, Ball had again enjoyed more managerial success than critics might remember him having.
The summer of 1973 saw both Charlton brothers retire from playing and move into football management with Second Division clubs. While Jack went to Middlesbrough, Bobby joined Preston North End and it summed up how different the brothers were that they would endure vastly contrasting seasons. We’ll deal with Jack below but Bobby learnt the hard way as North End were relegated to the Third Division.
It was a failure that would often be cited by those proclaiming great players don’t make great managers. When a director of Manchester United more than a decade later, Charlton expressed reservations about the club wanting to splash out on defender Terry Butcher. Angry manager Ron Atkinson snapped back that Butcher might have been good enough to help Preston avoid relegation when Charlton was manager. That season with Preston remained a stigma his managerial career could never shake off.
Bobby Charlton came out of playing retirement while with Preston.
Charlton came out of retirement to combine management with playing for the next year, but he quit early in 1975-76 in protest at John Bird being sold to Newcastle United. Apart from a spell as caretaker manager at Wigan Athletic, Charlton would not take charge of a team again. Instead he found other post-playing career pursuits that he felt more comfortable with, including running a soccer school, being on the board at Old Trafford and holding ambassadorial roles within the game.
Bar perhaps the odd Newcastle United fan still bitter about his short reign there in the mid-1980s and those who loathed the direct style of play he became associated with, most people would have no hesitation in proclaiming Jack Charlton as the most successful manager to emerge from the Boys of ’66. As brother Bobby headed down from the Second Division in 1974, Jack was going up from it as Middlesbrough romped to the title. For a time the following season it seemed they might even become champions of England, eventually finishing seventh but just five points off the top. After two mid-table finishes he left in 1977 and then focused on an even greater challenge.
Despite the size of their support, Sheffield Wednesday were bottom of the Third Division when Charlton took over in October 1977. By the time he departed in 1983 they were a good Second Division side (winning promotion the season after he left), narrowly missing out on both promotion to the top-flight and a place in the FA Cup Final towards the end of his reign. After a brief spell as caretaker boss back at Middlesbrough, Charlton took charge of newly-promoted Newcastle in 1984. Despite leading the side to safety and handing Paul Gascoigne his first-team debut, Charlton struggled to win admirers in his native North-East and quit after barracking at a pre-season friendly in 1985. It was the one real low point in his managerial days.
But for all his years in club management, it would be on the international stage that he would be remembered most in the eyes of many. Charlton was snubbed by England when the manager’s job became vacant in 1977 and it was a rejection he would not forget in a hurry. After the Newcastle ordeal, Englishman Charlton was the surprising choice to manage Republic of Ireland midway through the 1985-86 season. Despite having players of the calibre of Liam Brady, Mark Lawrenson and Frank Stapleton in their ranks and enduring a few near-misses, the Irish had never qualified for a major tournament. But Charlton would soon put that right, steering them to Euro ’88 and exacting revenge on his homeland by beating England during the tournament – the first of four competitive meetings in as many years in which the Irish did not lose to the English.
He then led the Irish to the quarter-finals of Italia ’90 and – after failing to qualify for Euro ’92 behind England despite finishing unbeaten – the last 16 of the 1994 World Cup, famously beating Italy in the group stage. That perhaps should have been the natural time to leave, Charlton blotting his copybook slightly by overseeing the side’s failure to make it to the expanded finals of Euro ’96. But Charlton remained a much-loved figure in Ireland, having transformed their footballing fortunes.
Charlton’s bluntness and not being afraid to get his sides playing it long when necessary did not make him everyone’s cup of tea, but in a 21-year managerial career the successes comfortably outweighed the failures and he had more concrete achievements on his managerial CV than any of his 1966 colleagues. It has been suggested that his success in management stemmed from being arguably the least naturally talented footballer in the 1966 side, something we will leave for another day to assess…
A decade after scoring a hat-trick in the 1966 World Cup Final, Geoff Hurst was turning out for non-league Telford United as player-manager. After narrowly avoiding relegation from the Southern Premier League in his first season, Hurst made progress and eventually steered them to third place in 1978-79 and qualification for the new Alliance Premier League (National League today).
Geoff Hurst (left) with assistant Bobby Gould at Chelsea.
Hurst was then lured back into the professional game, becoming assistant boss at Chelsea who had just been relegated to the Second Division. He soon found himself as manager in place of Danny Blanchflower, seeing promotion slip through their grasp as they missed out by one place. The following campaign all seemed to be going well, Match of the Day viewers seeing a 6-0 win over Newcastle United in October that left them in the promotion spots.
But things would soon fall apart in alarming fashion. For all Hurst’s goalscoring ability as a player, he just could not get his side to find the net in the second half of the campaign. Incredibly they failed to score in 19 of their last 22 league games, slipping into mid-table with Hurst sacked before the final game. It proved the end of his managerial career in England, although he would continue to be part of Ron Greenwood’s coaching staff with the England side and had a spell managing in Kuwait. However, he would soon move into working in the insurance industry and find himself in demand within football in ambassadorial roles.
What might have been. In the summer of 1977 the Watford manager’s job became vacant and pop star chairman Elton John was all set to hand former England captain Bobby Moore the role. Moore, who had just retired from playing professionally, headed off on holiday believing the job was his, only to soon discover Lincoln City’s Graham Taylor had instead been lured to Vicarage Road. It is questionable if Moore could have matched what Taylor achieved in the ensuing years at Watford, but he would have had more chance of achieving success than he gained elsewhere.
Bobby Moore managed Southend United in the mid-1980s.
Sadly, Moore was left as something of an outsider in his post-football career and his first managerial role raised a few eyebrows as he took over at non-league Oxford City, being assisted by Harry Redknapp. Moore was yet another managerial departure at the end of 1980-81 – having suffered relegation from the Isthmian Premier League a year earlier. “We had no chance,” reflected Redknapp in Matt Dickinson’s biography of Moore. “We didn’t know the league, we didn’t know the players. We didn’t have a clue.” The book also revealed Moore rejected the potential opportunity to move to First Division Norwich City as John Bond’s successor during the period.
After a spell in Hong Kong, Moore became team boss of Southend United after already serving as chief executive at Roots Hall. Moore was unable to save them from relegation to the Fourth Division after he took over during the 1983-84 season, while he would soon find the club fighting for its very existence. But the 1985-86 campaign finally seemed to mark a turning point, Southend looking serious promotion contenders in the first half of the campaign. Then came a slump that left them finishing mid-table. Although viewers of the BBC series Summer of ’66 saw Moore at work on the Southend training ground, by the time the show went out in May 1986 he had already left his role as manager – never holding such a position again.
If 1980-81 was a bad season for Geoff Hurst, then it was even worse for England’s other goalscorer in the 1966 final. Martin Peters had joined Sheffield United as a player-coach in the summer, the club punching below their traditional weight in the Third Division. Midway through the season Peters became manager in place of Harry Hallam, calling time on his playing days to focus on the job. But it’s fair to say it didn’t go well, just three wins being achieved in the rest of the season as the Blades sank into deep relegation trouble. To compound matters, young goalkeeper Keith Solomon died suddenly on the training ground during Peters’ reign.
Martin Peters playing for Sheffield United.
It came down to the final day of the season, Don Givens failing to score a last-gasp penalty against Walsall as the Saddlers stayed up while United went down. The fact the Blades had finished with a positive goal difference and they were a mere three points off a place in the top half was no consolation for a club that was at its lowest ever point. Peters unsurprisingly left and would not manage again, his next footballing role being turning out for non-league Gorleston as he pursued a career outside the sport.
Given his tough-tackling reputation on the field, it’s surprising to read why Nobby Stiles did not find football management easy. “I had come to suspect that I simply wasn’t hard enough to be a manager,” he said in 2003. “When I told a kid he was finished I felt his pain. I couldn’t put enough distance between me and the player, the hopeful lad and the scarred old pro, and me the manager who, in his own way, had to play God.”
Nobby Stiles playing for Preston, where he later became manager.
Yet Stiles was far from a total failure in management. After briefly being caretaker manager of Preston North End after Bobby Charlton left in 1975, he returned two years later to take permanent charge. His first season ended in promotion, followed by an impressive seventh spot in the Second Division in 1978-79 and 10th place a year later. But 1980-81 was to be the annus horribilis for the Boys of ’66, Stiles joining several of his former colleagues on the managerial scrapheap as the side suffered relegation. It was close, North End only going down on goal difference after runaway champions West Ham United failed to win at Cardiff City. It cost Stiles his job, although he conceded this may have been a blessing in disguise as he was feeling unwell at the time.
Stiles would later manage Canadian side Vancouver Whitecaps before returning to England, working at West Bromwich Albion where he took charge of for a short spell during their awful 1985-86 relegation season. He was at a low ebb but would later find a happier niche, working as youth team coach with his beloved Manchester United.
And the rest…
Two other members of the 1966 side entered management at non-league level only, with Gordon Banks following Hurst to Telford United and George Cohen having a spell at the helm with Tonbridge Angels – the latter winning the Kent Senior Cup. The only two members of the 1966 XI who did not become managers were Roger Hunt and Ray Wilson. When media interest in the whereabouts of the 1966 side took off two decades later, the new careers of the said pair were perhaps the most intriguing – Hunt running a haulage firm and Wilson well-established as an undertaker.
Of the rest of the squad, Jimmy Armfield would enjoy success as he led Bolton Wanderers to the Third Division title in 1972-73. He then moved to Leeds United in the wake of Brian Clough’s infamous reign there, reaching the European Cup final in his first season. Norman Hunter made a positive start in management with Barnsley by winning promotion from Division Three in 1980-81 and then mounting a further promotion challenge the following season.
But he would eventually be sacked and struggle to replicate the success at Rotherham United. Ron Flowers had a stint as player-manager at Northampton Town and later proceeded Hurst and Banks as Telford United manager, while George Eastham took over at Stoke City towards the end of their 1976-77 relegation season. He was unable to steer them back up and left midway through the following campaign. Terry Paine had a spell as Cheltenham Town boss prior to them entering the Football League
Ahead of England playing Scotland on Friday, we look back at six memorable Wembley wins for England against their old rivals since the Second World War…
April 2nd, 1955, England 7-2 Scotland (Home International Championship)
Wembley first hosted an England-Scotland clash in 1924, with the most famous pre-war meeting producing a 5-1 win for Scotland in 1928. Although England gained revenge by winning 5-2 two years later, they would face a long wait to beat the Scots by at least four goals to properly banish the pain of 1928. But in April 1955 came their moment, Dennis Wilshaw breaking the deadlock in the opening minute as the floodgates opened.
By half-time it was 4-1, Nat Lofthouse netting twice and Don Revie also scoring for England with Lawrie Riley having netted for Scotland. In the second half Wilshaw scored a further three times past Fred Martin, with Tommy Docherty marginally reducing Scotland’s level of humiliation when he scored a late consolation to make it 7-2. It was the first time England had scored more than five against the Scots and their biggest winning margin over them since 1888. It had certainly been an England debut to remember for 18-year-old Duncan Edwards.
April 15th, 1961, England 9-3 Scotland (Home International Championship)
Poor old Frank Haffey. Whatever he did in his football career he would forever be associated with a spring afternoon in 1961 when he kept goal for Scotland against England at Wembley. Haffey infamously conceded nine goals and would become the butt of jokes such as “Heard the time? Nearly 10 past Haffey”. By half-time England led 3-0 through goals by Bobby Robson and Jimmy Greaves (2). The second half saw Dave Mackay and David Wilson briefly give the Scots hope, before Bryan Douglas and Bobby Smith put England 5-2 up. Pat Quinn again gave Scotland an outside chance of a high-scoring draw when he scored after 76 minutes to make it 5-3, but a flurry of goals in the closing stages Johnny Haynes (2), Greaves and Smith completed the 9-3 victory and a day to forget for Haffey, who was never capped again.
Jimmy Greaves scored a hat-trick for England against Scotland in 1961.
For Greaves it was a day when he enjoyed much happier fortunes than future TV buddy Ian St John, who was on the losing side. But Greaves would feel some sympathy for Haffey and the criticism he received, writing in his autobiography: “It’s true he had a poor game, but Frank wasn’t the only Scot who didn’t perform well that day. In truth I don’t think any international team of the time could have lived with England that day. Johnny Haynes was outstanding.”
May 10th, 1969, England 4-1 Scotland (Home International Championship)
Since that 1961 meeting Scotland had won twice and drawn on their other visit to Wembley, the most famous encounter being their 1967 triumph in a Euro ’68 qualifier as England suffered their first defeat as world champions. Although England’s progression thanks to a 1-1 draw in the return fixture had helped heal the wounds a bit, there was still a wish for the bad memories to be banished as the Scots arrived for a rare Saturday night fixture in May 1969.
Bobby Moore leads England out for their 4-1 win over Scotland in 1969.
It was two of the heroes of 1966 who led England to glory, with Martin Peters and Geoff Hurst putting them into a 2-0 lead before Colin Stein reduced the deficit shortly before half-time. But a penalty from Hurst made it 3-1 on the hour, with Peters sealing the 4-1 win shortly afterwards as they finished with a 100% record in the Home Internationals. It was the first of four successive Wembley wins for England over Scotland. Ken Jones wrote in the Daily Mirror: “At Wembley Scotland were not a bad team. But they were destroyed by bad habits and a lack of awareness that is now instinctive in England’s play.”
May 24th, 1975, England 5-1 Scotland (Home International Championship)
In the mid-1970s the bragging rights lay with the Scots. In 1974 they beat England at Hampden Park, won the Home International Championship and were the only British representatives at the World Cup in West Germany. England went into the Wembley clash in May 1975 looking to get one over on their old rivals and also finish the 1974-75 season unbeaten under Don Revie.
Gerry Francis and Kevin Beattie celebrate as England thrash Scotland 5-1.
Within seven minutes it looked odds-on that would be the case, Gerry Francis and Kevin Beattie both finding the net. Colin Bell made it 3-0 shortly before half-time, although Bruce Rioch quickly reduced the arrears from the spot. But the second half brought further goals from the impressive Francis and David Johnson, completing a resounding 5-1 win as Stewart Kennedy became the latest Scottish goalkeeper to endure a day to forget at Wembley.
A buoyant Frank McGhee wrote in the Daily Mirror: “Suddenly on Saturday it felt great to be English, to smile at strangers, to scoff at Scotsmen, to walk 10-feet tall. For a few hours at least a lot of us were able to forget inflation, strikes, the bill for the rates, the Common Market and the long trudge home.” The match marked the end of captain Alan Ball’s England career after 72 caps. Scotland would gain revenge by beating England 2-1 at Hampden Park 12 months later, and again when they visited Wembley in 1977.
June 15th, 1996, Scotland 0-2 England (Euro ’96 group stage)
The group stage draw for Euro ’96 threw up a corker, with England and Scotland paired in the same group. Seven years had passed since the annual meetings were scrapped in 1989 along with the Rous Cup, but now the sides would meet in a crucial fixture midway through the group stage. Technically the Scots were the home side, but that was in name only as England looked to triumph at Wembley – something they had done on the last three occasions they had hosted the fixture in 1983, 1986 and 1988.
Paul Gascoigne’s unforgettable goal for England against Scotland.
But a frustrating draw with Switzerland in the tournament opener meant the pressure was on England to win, something they seldom looked like doing during a goalless first half. But the introduction of Jamie Redknapp gave England a new impetus, with Alan Shearer’s excellent header breaking the deadlock. As is well remembered, David Seaman saved a Gary McAllister penalty (with Uri Geller claiming the credit!) moments before Paul Gascoigne scored an unforgettable goal to wrap up victory. England’s Euro ’96 campaign was up and running, while Scotland agonisingly fell one goal short of joining them in the knockout rounds.
August 14th, 2013, 3-2 (Friendly)
In the 17 years after the Euro ’96 clash, Scotland only visited Wembley again in November 1999 for the second leg of their Euro 2000 play-off. The Scots had won the battle but lost the war, England progressing despite losing on the night. That had marked the last meeting at the old stadium and the sides did not meet again until 2013. The FA was celebrating its 150th birthday and the Scotland clash was finally resurrected in August. It may only officially have been a friendly at the start of the new season, but the revival of the fixture was met with an enjoyable encounter that whetted the appetite for further meetings.
Rickie Lambert scores England’s winner against Scotland in 2013.
Scotland twice went ahead through James Morrison and Kenny Miller, England pegging them back through Theo Walcott and Danny Welbeck. And then came the Roy of the Rovers finale, 31-year-old Rickie Lambert scoring England’s winner moments after coming on for his international debut as they triumphed 3-2. It may not necessarily have been the highest quality meeting of the sides, nor England’s best performance, but this entertaining match had done the long history of England v Scotland proud and proved far more memorable than the usual August friendlies against foreign opposition.
Like two old acquaintances meeting up for the first time in years, there was a sense of “let’s not leave it so long next time”. And indeed they didn’t, a return fixture being played in Glasgow the following year before the luck of the World Cup qualifying draw paired the teams together again. More memories are there to be made on Friday night…