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Lots of old pros are like Neal in that respect, and, although I cringe at his lack of tact, I sort of sympathise with him - he won everything in the game, a truly amazing career, and he earned peanuts compared to, well, El Zhar among many of today's overpaid wastes of grass. Even Neal's a saint compared to Geoff Hurst - he's loathed by many in the media because he's an arrogant twit who knows they need the ritualistic interview at this time of year and he is absolutely shameless in demanding payment for every little thing he does.

I wouldn't be surprised if he was just asked the question at one of his daily press conferences for the Ivory Coast. Typical S*n trick. Anyway, I wouldn't want the daft fecker at the club.

At his best he's looked very good to me, but he's so seldom been at his best - and fit - it's hard to judge him. He's certainly been over-hyped this season just for playing - Hansen played through the pain barrier, whilst only training very lightly, for years because of his bad knees, yet King is depicted as some kind of medical marvel.

Really? That IS incredible!

It's always like this. You great big wanker.

I wonder if Michael Crick is involved. He's a manc fan, so that might be one reason why they've focussed there. Anyway, Ginsoak will probably now ban even the kit man from talking to the BBC, the petty-minded prat.

Sven likes goblin. Ask Nancy.

Let's build Mascher a panopticon!

This is like someone in the Sahara pondering whether to drink Evian, Buxton, Volvic or Perrier.

I'm absolutely gutted for Rio, obviously. I don't think anyone knows better what he's going through. I've had so many disappointments, me. It all started way before I became a professional footballer, when I was just four in fact, when the doctor came to me mam's house and said, "Mrs Robson, I'm afraid Bryan only has one tone in his entire vocal range - he's going to drone on like that for all of his life - even if you squeeze his nadgers really tight or he gets bitten by an angry spaniel" And then the footballing woes started. Signing for West Brom, Strindberg's least uplifting team. Then signing for the mancs. Then getting injured all the time. Every major tournament, there I was, being hailed as THE star of the competition, then me leg would just fall off - no one around, no attack, nothing - or me arm exploded, or a toaster fell on me knee cap, or one tiny widget from a NASA spacecraft would plummet to Earth and become lodged in me trapezius muscle. Once I got trapped in Claire Tomlinson when I was warming down. It was awful. So me heart goes out to Rio. Literally. I need a transplant. I hate air travel as well. I hope nothing happens to the plane...

Today they've kept cutting to a reporter outside the ground, wincing as the odd shout is heard, and his expression just screams, 'I hope to God no one says "cunt"!'

Wakey wakey, mate!

According to SSN, Carra was played mainly at right back last season, and being played at right back was the major reason why he gave up playing for England! Brilliant stuff.

That's better!

They've all caught Jim White-itis on Sky: everyone's shouting and getting VERY excited about everything! It's very amusing.

Has he been merk'd?

SSN is hugely amusing at the moment. They just read out an email from a manc, moaning that 'we all know how clumsy Heskey is, he shouldn't have been aloowed near Rio'. And he was being serious! How old are these twats - five? Loads using the phrase 'the three lions' without any irony, too. What a bunch of dingbats.

Amazing, isn't it? You'd think England had never played before without Labia Lips. Oh well, Rio, mate, back on holiday you go:

So Gerrard will be captain and his Engerlandisation will be complete.

The Barry Fry option is toast. Mark Hughes can't even breathe properly, the great big asthmatic twat!

Can we damn near cripple Tommy Smyth for the club, please?

True!

I think Dalglish going for O'Neill would be a like a turkey making a restaurant reservation for Christmas. Whereas Hodgson would probably like having Kenny around, MON, surely, would boot him out as soon as he got through the door.