[T]he only name anyone sings in the Yorkshire ale houses, raising their stinking jars to their stinking mouths, is Brian Clough. Brian Clough über-fucking-alles! Understand?
—Brian Clough, The Damned United
I don’t know when it will be 2006 again for the Mets. I don’t know when we’ll have a regular season in which we praise our lads [...]