I think it was him -- and I would agree with him. He was a wonderfully talented player, a tireless and very generous and kind hearted charity campaigner and Gerrard just doesn't like the fact he has been outed as a racist.
He's not had the best 18 months has he? Djibril Cisse will probably pip him to the husband of the year award.
I used to work at Walthamstow dog track with Roy Keane. It was our job to keep the holding kennels sanitized, and you should have seen the amount of shat we would shovel up in one night. The biggest bugbear was the distance between the kennels and the incinerator, and on a sultry evening it was utterly horrific having to wheel a mucky barrow back and forth. One August night, I happened to notice Roy's Austin Maestro parked at the rear of the holding pens. Instead of taking the barrow down to the incinerator, I opened the boot to Roy's motor and dumped the steaming matter inside. I finished up my shift and went home, safe in the knowledge that Roy was on his way back to Alderley Edge with a trunk full of dog-eggs. The following Saturday Roy had led United to a victory at Tottenham, and I knew he would be arriving just after 7pm for that evening's race meeting. 'Good result today, Roy,' I chanced, knowing full well he was going to pull me up on the dog-eggs. 'Aye, we were feckin' brilliant second half,' he said, pouring disinfectant into a Kentucky mop bucket. 'Anyway, I knew Ruud would score a few today.' How so?,' I asked. 'The fecker's a right joker,' Roy stated. 'He filled up my boot with dog ****e. He reckons he didn't do it, but I told him I'd kick his **** off if he didn't get the goals today.' True story.
