If God Had Wanted Us To Play

You Don't Want Roast Beef And Yorkshire Every Night And Twice On Sunday.

Beckham? His Wife Can't Sing And His Barber Can't Cut Hair.

I'm Sure The England Selectors Thought If They Took Me On And Gave Me The Job, I'd Want To Run The Show. They Were Shrewd, Because That's Exactly What I Would Have Done.

I Gave My Players A Version Of The Same Message At Ten-to-three Every Saturday: 'i Would Shoot My Granny Right Now For Three Points This Afternoon.' They Knew How Important It Was To Give Everything In The Cause Of Victory. Every Time. That's Why My Granny Enjoyed More Lives Than My Cat.

If He'd Been English Or Swedish, He'd Have Walked The England Job.