'''OLLIE'': THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF IAN HOLLOWAY'
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was fair enough. Fortunately the kid wanted to come to Argyle and made an instant impact, scoring on his debut and gave everyone a lift. We’d flown out of the blocks in our first game of the season at Hull City – the team we’d ironically beaten on the last day of the previous season – winning 3-2 at the KC Stadium and then beat Wycombe 2-1 in the Carling Cup playing my reserve team, so we were off and running. We’d papered over the cracks for now and carried on the form we’d ended 2006/07
said I should definitely speak up if I wasn’t happy about anything, so I did and I never got invited back! I went in there warning the chairman that he’d had a lot of managers in a relatively short space of time and one bloke had been a common denominator throughout that period – Gerry Murphy – and I said “Are you sure you’ve got him right?” I never heard from them again. Murphy had been caretaker manager three times and I was led to believe he had almost as much influence as the manager so
next thing, Pen elbows him in the face, right in front of the ref! He gives him a red card and Pen’s off, and I was wondering what he was doing. He’d lost it completely and started walking over towards me, muttering under his breath, “What have I done, what have I done?” The ref was looking at him wondering where he was headed because our changing rooms were in the opposite corner to where I was and I had to say, “You’ve got to go over there,” and felt terrible having to point him in the right
see things you like. The psychologist I’d been assigned pinpointed my problem to me believing nothing I ever did was good enough. He said, “It wouldn’t matter if you won 20 games in a row at the moment if you lost the next one, would it? Some people have a perfectionist scenario and no matter what they do, it’s never good enough. Arsène Wenger isn’t like you – you’re destructive because what it comes back to is nothing you ever do, in your eyes, is good enough. You’re two people – I’ve seen it.
goal from Scott Sinclair and that win eased a little bit of the pressure I was feeling but all it did was precede what I now call The Week From Hell (TWFH). Because of the Cup run, we had to squeeze in a game with Burnley and I’d gone for the soonest possible free day because I thought we could take advantage of the rotten run they’d been on. Carole, the secretary at Plymouth said to me, “Do you think that’s wise, Ollie, playing Ipswich, Burnley, and Leeds all away within a week?” I said,