I Was Born With A Great Gift,

He Can't Kick With His Left Foot, He Can't Head A Ball, He Can't Tackle And He Doesn't Score Many Goals. Apart From That He's All Right.

I'd Have To Be Superman To Do Some Of The Things I'm Supposed To Have Done, I've Been At Six Different Places At Six Different Times.

I'd Give All The Champagne I've Ever Drunk To Be Playing Alongside Him In A Big European Match At Old Trafford.

Me And A Mate Picked Up Two Darling Birds And They Took Us Back To Their Flat. I Went Into The Bedroom With My Bird And She Started Getting Undressed. I Was That Drunk I Was Standing There Wondering How To Get Undressed Without Letting Go Of The Award. I Went To Sit On The Bed, Missed It By Four Feet And Ended Up Lying On The Floor. I Remember The Bird Looking Down At Me, And Saying, ‘some Player Of The Year.’ Then I Fell Asleep. I Woke Up Still Clutching My Award And Staggered Out Of The Flat. I Hadn’t A Bloody Clue Where I Was.

That Thing About Being An Icon, The Fifth Beatle, I Just Found It So Freaky.