It's boring as hell right now, and we're all looking around for x. This is a Claire Balding show with the very best English all-round player I've seen since Sir Tom Finney retired. He had, quite simply the brilliance of Stanley Matthews with just a little dash of Len Shackleton lunacy in him. In short, a totally brilliant bloody nutter. Stuart Piece sums him up best : "There's no way I'm child minding that twat". If you've half an hour to kill, watch this - he was every inch worth it.
