Football, My Life

Football, My Life

Lou Macari

Language: English

Pages: 368

ISBN: B0031RS5M4

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Football has dominated Lou Macari's life. Taken on as an apprentice by Celtic in the wake of their 1967 European Cup triumph, Macari learnt his football the old-fashioned way. He quickly broke into the first team, winning Scottish league titles and Cups in both 1971 and 1972, but it was at Manchester United, following a shock transfer in January 1973, that the attacking midfielder's prowess turned him into a fans' favourite and a household name.

Macari went on to score 97 goals in 401 appearances for the Red Devils, including the winner against Liverpool in the 1977 FA Cup final. He also won 24 caps for Scotland and represented his country in the infamous 1978 World Cup Finals in Argentina. After leaving United in 1984, Macari moved into management with Swindon Town. It was there that he was wrongly implicated in a betting scandal which blighted his managerial career.

In his long-awaited autobiography, Lou Macari tells with typical candour of football then and of football now, of the glory days and the truth behind the scandals, and of the perils that threaten the beautiful game today. It is a story like no other.

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beaten Liverpool. That was the main thing. That walk up the famous Wembley steps was one of the great journeys in football – if you were on the winning side. The difference from the year before was like night and day. I practically floated down the stairs the other side to start the party rolling out on the pitch. You have to have your picture taken with the FA Cup on your head, don't you? I'd seen so many others wearing that 'crown'. Now I had it on my head. Brilliant! The memories of twelve

Liverpool in the semis. They were colossal matches for both teams. We drew the first 2–2 at Maine Road. After leading we were disappointed not to go on and win it – not that we deserved it necessarily. Kenny Dalglish gave Liverpool the lead, beating Gary Bailey, who had taken over in goal from Paddy Roche. Joe Jordan headed home the equalizer, and after Terry McDermott had missed a penalty for Liverpool, Brian Greenhoff put us back in front, only for Alan Hansen to score Liverpool's second eight

positive response so I headed down for an interview. There were a few people around the boardroom table when I went in – a similar situation to the one I had encountered at Derby County. Questions came at me from all angles. They wanted to know how I would be able to adjust to life at Swindon after Manchester United, how I would cope with fish and chips on a bus instead of steak and chips in a restaurant. At United, whenever we went to London we travelled first class on the train and booked into

all the great things you have done. That's what life is about. But what can I celebrate now? Having played for Celtic? Having played for Manchester United? Having represented my country? Having won promotion at Swindon and Stoke? None of that means as much to me now. The one thing you have to do as a footballer is make decisions on the pitch. As a manager you have to make decisions not only on your behalf but on behalf of others. I believe that I got most of the decisions I made in my career

down. Scoring goals became a problem. We were top of the First Division table going into Christmas but encountered a rocky holiday period, taking just one point from nine and dropping down to fifth. On the day Stewart scored on his Ipswich debut we went down at home to the only goal of the game against Portsmouth, a team fifteen places below us in the division. And guess where our next match was? At Ipswich. Marcus scored. We lost. The slide continued. We managed to lose our last two games of the

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