“Liverpool are currently halfway through an unbeaten twelve-match run”

He had no chance of beating Schmeichel from there, but it was always worth a try.

That’s referee Mike Reed’s 50th booking of the season, which works out at an average of six a game.

They (Liverpool players) are passing the cup down the line like a new born baby. Although when they are back in the dressing room they will probably fill it with champagne, something you should never do to a baby.

The shot from Laws was precise but wide.

The ball was literally glued to the back of his foot – into the back of the net.

It’s going to take a shoehorn to prise these two teams apart

Villa will probably play a lot worse than this and lose.

Cleland was the victim of his own downfall.

And Ritchie has now scored 11 goals.

He’s passing the ball like Idi Amin.

A win tonight is the minimum City must achieve

There isn’t an injury known to man that Bryan Robson hasn’t had.

He’ll probably wake up having sleepless nights about that one.

…like a predator about to devour the target.

Not all women are going to get married, be monogamous and raise a family. It will destroy the current social structure based on a sexual double standard that we’re currently living under.

I never talk about what I’m writing about currently, never. It’s private work on your own, no need or obligation to talk about it. Writers are made into performers these days, including myself, but there are some instances in which I will not perform.

The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books.

Today, at Harvard, any student with the currently fashionable color of skin is given rights denied to students of the currently unfashionable color.

Currently I’m working with Parker Fly on a new Midi guitar to arrive next year.

I have been writing. Even when I intend not to write, I find myself writing. I’m currently in a place where I should be putting together the fifth book, but then more poems are coming. It’s exciting and somewhat daunting.

You know how we are when a new book of poems is at last coming together – all frenzy, distraction, and bounty? It’s as if I’ve turned into summer itself.