In the last 15 or 20 years, I've watched the British press simply go to hell. There seems to be no limit, no depths to which the tabloids won't sink. I don't know who these people are but they're little pigs.
“We started out as boss and player, and Wellington was almost like my father.”
“Hopefully it'll give us a bit of luck on the night, but I'm not really a superstitious person.”