This was the game of football that got me into football.
Not unrelated, I became a Blue shortly afterwards.
1 Corrigan (Manchester City)
2 Mills (Ipswich Town)
3 Cherry (Leeds United)
4 B Greenhoff (Manchester United)
5 Watson (Manchester City)
6 Currie (Leeds United)
7 Coppell (Manchester United)
8 Keegan (SV Hamburg)
9 Latchford (Everton)
10 Francis (Birmingham City)
11 Barnes (Manchester City)
But I think I liked the other players, even Coppell. Brian Greenhoff should have been nowhere near an international cap though.
Odd too how maverick flair players were mistrusted by managers who rarely rose above basic competence. As with Currie then, so with Grealish now. Or, as the Bard of Sedgley Park put it in The Fall’s classic 1982 ‘Kicker Conspiracy’ - “under marble Millichip the FA broods, on how flair should be punished”.
Since about Mexico 1986 I’ve always been a bit iffy about England. Now I think I’d shut the curtains if they were playing in my back garden; what shapes the Waistcoat makes Jackie, Boy Wonder, Raheem, Jonny Boulders and The Sheffield Leopard assume would be too painful to watch in close quarters.