“Liverpool works on beauty & time” — Andrew Ellis
Andrew is the rare interviewee who will ask to go off the record so that he can say some people are "the nicest people in the entire world, they give me faith."
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Andrew is the rare interviewee who will ask to go off the record so that he can say some people are "the nicest people in the entire world, they give me faith."
I believe in coaching, but after so many years of regressing defenders, I no longer believe in it at Leeds. Perhaps we fell foul of a curse, and need Norman Hunter and Jack Charlton to bless our centre-halves using whichever parts of their fists are most persuasive.
The other players seemed slow to join Chris Wood. Perhaps they were waiting to see if he was about to produce a bike chain from somewhere and pile into the supporters, finishing what he started on Tuesday night. He was shouting a lot, but I'm willing to assume it was all nice things.
Let's use Chris Wood here as a metaphor for Leeds United; because until we're not scuffing headers from three yards, we've not proven anything, and there's nothing to gain from being cocky.
Luke Ayling had a solid debut at right back, playing arrogantly in a good way; he'll probably make several eyecatching mistakes (it's the ponytail) but he'll probably also score a couple of sensational goals and serve some long suspensions for winning fights (it's the ponytail). He'll be popular.
Whether there will be anything more to celebrate on Saturday, I’m less sure about. But I’m certain it depends on Pablo Hernandez.
While surgery and rehabilitation had restored his shoulder, Stevie had developed another serious problem; a loss of identity and self-worth as he faced up to being a rugby league player who couldn't play rugby league.
Rav sounds wistful, as any sports mad Leeds lad might, who played football for Leeds United's youth teams when Leeds United were a club in the semi-finals of the Champions League, who eventually had to let that dream go.
The vase on the table by which we sit, Tim says, dates from 2200BC, and we think of every vase we've ever seen toppled by a placid cat's paw, and wonder how life here, with a placid cat named Otti prowling the rooms, can possibly be real.
"I call myself a business coach," says Auriel, as if she would rather just call herself Auriel. "I think there is a lot of rubbish talked about coaching both within the coaching world and outside it, and lots of claims made for it that may or may not be true."