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.
I'm not a defender of old or new football managers. I believe in good ones...
There's no regret. You can't regret. I mean I've felt regret but I've also...
Respect for self is the beginning of cultivating virtue in men and women.
