He's one of the biggest whingers in world football... he's a bloody eejit.
Somewhere in there the grace of a ballet dancer joins with the strength of an SAS squaddie, the dignity of an ancient kind, the nerve of a bomb disposal officer.
They get to the quarter-finals, Bill, I'll show up with a dress on
Found out. A nothing player.
Michel Platini has no bottle. He is not a great player.
That is NOT the arse of a £7million player!