During a deeply entertaining introductory press conference as Nottingham Forest manager in October, littered with witty one-liners and Brian Clough impressions, Sean Dyche found himself burrowing down a very revealing rabbit hole. “Skinny jeans, flared jeans, skinny jeans, flared jeans, my daughter hammers me for whatever jeans I wear,” he laughed, pausing for a moment before interrupting a journalist asking about something as prosaic as his plan to battle relegation.
“I think I got a bit of stick about my trainers, I believe, walking in the training ground, off social media,” he said. “Couldn’t believe that. One of my mates let me know that—as they do. Tom Ford [the trainers, not his mate], but anyway, don’t like to mention it.”
