We'll all see through Mourinho. We'll find out he's just a Bengal lancer.
He's fat and a clown, Bill, a fat clown for all to see.
Usually it takes a bottle of Bacardi and a gallon of Coke to get John out of his seat.
Every club he's been to has had great injury crises. Every club. And it's always hamstrings.
Niall Quinn is a creep. The man's an idiot, a Mother Theresa.
Ability and guts is an unbeatable combination.