Your Chest Is Different To Your Head.

Paul Scholes Was The Jewel In The Crown, The First Name On The Teamsheet And Unquestionably One Of The Finest England Players Of The Age. He Flourished At Once In The International Arena, Which Didn't Surprise Me Given His Fabulous All-round Attributes. He Had Almost Everything - Talent, Intelligence, Courage. His Only Blemish, Which He Never Really Shook Off, Was His Tackling. There Was Always The Chance Of That Red Mist Coming Down. Overall, Though, Paul Was A Wonderful Player And He's A Lovely Lad, A Credit To His Club And To Himself.

He Was A Player That Hasn't Had To Use His Legs Even When He Was Nineteen Years Of Age Because His First Two Yards Were In His Head.

My Saddest Decision In Football Was Leaving Paul Gascoigne Out Of The 1998 World Cup Finals. But He Wasn't Fit Enough And Once That Decision Is Made, As A Manager And A Group Of Players, You Forget About Who Isn't There And Focus On The Job.

When A Player Gets To 30, So Does His Body

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