“It’s incredible considering the public perception that he was tight fisted and he was more than prudent.”

Speed is what makes the Premiership exciting.

The fans and the club will need to get away from the philosophy of ‘pretty football’, that’s got to go.

I was surprised, the triple-stack package produced eight to 15 more bushels.

The millions who would have watched Manchester United and Chelsea would have seen a non-stop game in which the pace was electric even though the first half was a non-event. and lacked ambition to take Tottenham to where the fans wanted them to be.

The boy can do anything, but to be the star of the World Cup you have got to get to the final and win it!

Pace is more critical in the Premiership than in any other major league and if you don’t have pace.

In ’82 Brazil showed that you can’t win the World Cup without a solid defense.

I think if Tottenham are going to be top four side.

He’s sharp, he can score and he doesn’t worry about missing.

The second half was easy to sum up – and absolute shambles! (on England losing to Denmark 4-1)

The Italians are very strong defensively. They showed in Euro 2000 how good defensively they are.

And lacked ambition to take Tottenham to where the fans wanted them to be.

You have to compensate with power or ability in the air and since Shevchenko has no power and is not particularly good in the air, he is in trouble.

I played against the Brazilians in ’82, who were definitely the best team never to have won the World Cup.

The World Cup needs a brilliant Brazilian team.

I always wanted to be a golfer, only I realised that if I’d played golf I would have been skint.

There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.

The greatest thing is to win your first Super Bowl.

I done paid Gunna to write my songs. I never put the songs out but like when I first started rapping I used to pay him like $100 like ‘I’ma give you a $100 write something for me so I can try to learn to go in and record it.’

When I go out and I meet people who are suffering and they come and talk to me, Mr. T cries, Mr. T who could break a man’s jaw with his fist.

Like all New York hotel lady cashiers she had red hair and had been disappointed in her first husband.

I felt the crumpled paper that had taken the place of my lungs expand as if released from a fist.

We cannot sow seeds with clenched fists. To sow we must open our hands.

Because we know that we cannot sow seeds with clenched fists.