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Originally posted by Ratinho:
<BLOCKQUOTE>Originally posted by Scatter:
<BLOCKQUOTE>Originally posted by goon:
Clichy is > Evra btw.
how quaint. </BLOCKQUOTE>
Daaaaaave would post a picture of someone ironing on a mountain here. I will not. </BLOCKQUOTE>
That's a good thing Rats. Because up until this very second I've always thought you were intelligent enough to know what irony means. :/
At Manchester United Louis Saha nicknamed me The Cannibal, as I never leave any food left over. I wanted to find out more about the club, its people and its history. I have been bingeing on videos and Eric Cantona DVDs, and I have got people to translate loads of books about United for me. Now when one of United's former greats shakes my hand, I know the significance. I have made an effort, even though I never used to be interested in all that stuff. I would go home and forget about football, but now I'm going to continue what I'm doing - which is too bad for my family. I have joined a club with such a strong identity, I felt it was my duty to absorb it. Learning about the Munich air crash in 1958 made a powerful impression on me. When I travel on a plane with Bobby Charlton I wonder how he can manage it, given what he has lived through. I am keener than ever to respect the United shirt. I advise all players to show interest in their clubs and identify with them. Doing this has helped me a lot. I have come a long way. I have 24 brothers and sisters, including eight from the same two parents as me - my father was married three times. My progress through life has been like nobody else's. I left home to play in Italy aged 17, having never gone through a training academy. I played in Serie C for Marsala, in Sicily, a little town where there was just one bar, and I would often find myself in tears. I was paid just £100 a month. Even my mum wondered what was going to become of me. On my first day in Italy I got lost on their rail network. I ended up being taken in by a Senegalese family who I did not know, and the next morning they put me on the right train.
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