I'm-A-God-Look-At-Me.
There are members of the London press who seek to antagonise me, deliberately.
The pace of the game demanded a referee who was fit. It is an indictment of our game. You see referees abroad who are as fit as butcher's dogs. We have some who are fit. He wasn't fit.
The lads really ran their socks into the ground.
Once you shake hands with the devil, you have to accept they are in control.
Distinguish between power and control, delegate, be decisive - and always remember people's first names.