I was nine or 10 years old and my father was sacked on Christmas Day. He was a manager, the results had not been good, he lost a game on December 22 or 23. On Christmas Day, the telephone rang and he was sacked in the middle of our lunch.

Football is a game based on emotion and intelligence. Anyone can be clever, the trick is not to think the other guy is stupid.

Maybe next season we can race.

Four wins in four matches. It could not be better... the world is fantastic.

There are only two ways for me to leave Chelsea. One way is in June 2010 when I finish my contract and if the club doesn’t give me a new one. It is the end of my contract and I am out. The second way is for Chelsea to sack me. The way of the manager leaving the club by deciding to walk away, no chance! I will never do this to Chelsea supporters.

I think it's clearly the result of something that looks like a campaign.

Money does not guarantee success.