I played at the Sainte Maxime Beach Soccer Tournament, which was brilliant fun as usual.

The prospect of going home is very appealing.

I have shaved my head. My flowing locks are now quite a bit shorter.

I am still feeling my calf strain, so I have been unable to train this week. I will again have to sit out the weekend action, but the lads are climbing ever higher to safety.

To spread a nice and good message to restore confidence among the fans around the world, because the fans are the most important thing.

I know the game wasn't a classic, but the night was about more than that-it was about bringing back the memories and raising money for former heroes who have now fallen on hard times.

I have found a flat on Merseyside and am settling down here. If I can keep playing and get back to full match fitness, I know I have a lot to offer still.

I loved being back out on the pitch. Although I have not been in full training, I felt pretty good.

White Hart Lane was always a place where I felt I belonged.

I have been keeping myself fit. I am going on holiday next week in the Mediterranean so that I can really unwind after the football season and have a rest.

I have been inundated with offers to move into a career in television or film, and these, too, are tempting.

You make the best out of it, you can. Nothing is ever as good or as bad as you think it will be. It's what you make of it.

It is the lot of man to suffer; it is also his fortune to forget. Oblivion and sorrow share our being, as darkness and light divide the course of time.

I could promise that I'll always be true to you, but we may not live to be so old.

The joy of winning is not as dramatic as the losses were, because I expected us to win

I suppose you set up reading the Good Book all night-spoken by Woodrow Call

That notion that we're in the post-racism, post-sexism world is so not true.

I always felt, if I can get to a library, I'll be OK.

People in America worship money, and a white man's face on a green piece of paper does not make me wealthy. My health makes me wealthy. I used to work at a hospital, so I know the real deal.

Think, just blink and I made...a million rhymes. Just imagine if you blinked...a million times. Damn, I'd be paid...I got it made.

There is mercy in every place. And mercy, encouraging thought gives even affliction a grace and reconciles man to his lot.