Now I was forced to play Viduka, the real life version of the Michelin man, but with less footballing ability. Then I lose Smith. Alan Smith. The greatest striker of all time leaves me. And who do I get as a replacement. Michael Ricketts and Julian Joachim. Its like I was raped in my sleep. By Mike Tyson.
Thank you SI. You have turned me from naïve, wide eyed, energetic young boy into a lazy, chain smoking, insomniac. You have made me into a man.
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