I'm thinking of taking a window cleaner's job to fill the spare hour in the evening.

Britain never had a greater sporting ambassador.

Geoff Hurst had a hammer in his left boot and good left feet are like bricks of gold.

The only thing Norwich didn’t get was the goal that they finally got.

We are really the victims of our own problems.

He hit the post, and after the game people will say, well, he hit the post.

Football's in my blood - and eventually I want to be the one making decisions.

I will do whatever it takes to win a football match.

I have made it totally clear to the players that my door will always be open.

I am doing the job with the mentality that I am going to be here a long time and I hope that I am.

I just get the impression that everyone is willing me to succeed.

I may be able to put a good book tape on in the car on the way home and I will have a smile on my face.

I enjoy making decisions.

I don't want to portray myself as a hardman in management or anything like that.

I am nothing without the players.

At this club, all I see is great backing all the way down for me and I will be judged on results like the next man.

I have a big job on my hands now, there is no mistaking that, but I feel as though I have calmness within myself.

We are in a results business, so Stuart Pearce being a jolly old boy won't keep me in a job.

Suddenly, I win the derby and people are talking about England again. It is absolutely pathetic