One of the things I keep reminding players is that when you’re lost in a fog, you must stick together. Then you don’t get lost. If there’s a secret about Liverpool, that’s it.
If you’re in the penalty area and don’t know what to do with the ball, put it in the net and we’ll discuss the options later.
It’s not about the long ball or the short ball, it’s about the right ball.
The whole of my life, what they wanted was honesty. They were not concerned with cultured football, but with triers who gave one hundred percent.
Mind you, I’ve been here during the bad times too – one year we came second.
I can let the team do the talking for me.
I’ll admit, right away, that I am disappointed that we did not have a major trophy to show for our efforts. We were in four and we had a good side, but when you count second place as failure, then standards are becoming fantastically high. We never celebrate second place here.
The sort of lad I am looking for is a kid who will nutmeg Kevin Keegan in training, then step aside him in the corridor.
At the highest level the first two yards are in your head.
Though I hope to have a few more seasons still in senior football, I am studying to be a physiotherapist and masseur when my playing days are over. We married men have to look to the future, you know.
I’d always had an interest in physiotherapy and psychology.