If A Player Is Not Interfering With

Being Thick Isn't An Affliction If You're A Footballer, Because Your Brains Need To Be In Your Feet. And Beckham Works Hard, He's Brave And He Crosses A Ball Superbly. He Treats A Football Like He Does A Wife, Lovingly, With Caresses.

I Can't Even Spell Spaghetti Never Mind Talk Italian. How Could I Tell An Italian To Get The Ball - He Might Grab Mine.

Telling The Entire World And His Dog How Good A Manager I Was. I Knew I Was The Best But I Should Have Said Nowt And Kept The Pressure Off 'cos They'd Have Worked It Out For Themselves.

We Had A Good Team On Paper. Unfortunately, The Game Was Played On Grass.

I Gave My Players A Version Of The Same Message At Ten-to-three Every Saturday: 'i Would Shoot My Granny Right Now For Three Points This Afternoon.' They Knew How Important It Was To Give Everything In The Cause Of Victory. Every Time. That's Why My Granny Enjoyed More Lives Than My Cat.