Honest To God, I'm So Happy It's

I Was A Boy, Suddenly Treated Like The Men And Expected To Act Like Them.

A Goal Is A Goal No Matter Which End It Goes In. I'm Pleased To Get Off The Mark Again.

It Sounds Mercenary And It Smacks Of Rats Leaving The Sinking Ship. But Get Real, When Everyone Is Bailing Out, You Don't Want To Be The Last Man Standing.

To Say That I Haven't Been Motivated To Play Is Absolute Nonsense.

I Get Paranoid About People Staring At Me. Even Now I Don't Deal With People Looking At Me. I Can't Do It Sometimes. I Can't Go Out. I Don't Know How To React When People Stare.