Beckham? His wife can’t sing and his barber can’t cut hair.
If I had an argument with a player we would sit down for twenty minutes, talk about it and then decide I was right!
There are more hooligans in the House of Commons than at a football match.
Saturday comes again, welcome or not, it comes again like it always does, welcome or not, wanted or not, another judgment day – The chance to be saved, the chance to be damned.
Bill eventually became Mr Tottenham Hotspur, and produced such a dazzling team at White Hart Lane that they won the double and played the game in a way that was an object lesson to everybody.
You don’t want roast beef and Yorkshire every night and twice on Sunday.
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.
If any one of my players isn’t interfering with play, they’re not getting paid.
I’m dealing with my drinking problem and I have a reputation for getting things done.
They say Rome wasn’t built in a day, but I wasn’t on that particular job.
I want no epitaphs of profound history and all that type of thing. I contributed. I would hope they would say that, and I would hope somebody liked me.
The river Trent is lovely, I know because I have walked on it for 18 years.
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.
Walk on water? I know most people out there will be saying that instead of walking on it, I should have taken more of it with my drinks. They are absolutely right.
On occasions I have been big-headed. I think most people are when they get in the limelight. I call myself Big Head just to remind myself not to be.
Don’t send me flowers when I’m dead. If you like me, send them while I’m alive.
The ugliest player I ever signed was Kenny Burns.
They love me for what I’m not They hate me for what I am.
Acne is a bigger problem than injuries.
Resignations are for Prime Ministers and those caught with their trousers down, not for me.