If I had to choose between dribbling past 5 players and scoring from 40 yards at Anfield or shagging miss world, it'd be a hard choice. Thankfully, i've done both

To call Keegan a superstar is stretching a point.

I'd give all the champagne I've ever drunk to be playing alongside him in a big European match at Old Trafford.

I was ill, and everyone could see it but me.

That thing about being an icon, the fifth Beatle, I just found it so freaky.

He can't kick with his left foot, he can't head a ball, he can't tackle and he doesn't score many goals. Apart from that he's all right.

In 1969 I gave up women and alcohol - it was the worst 20 minutes of my life.