When you're young and desperate to hold on to a place in the team you do whatever is asked of you.
Once a place becomes special, it's no longer special.
I dished out and suffered my fair share of bloody noses.
I will never attempt to even begin to make excuses for what I did in football.
Tackling, and that ability to stay on your feet and pressurise a player, is a dying art.
I didn't feel any remorse or sympathy if I injured a rival. I went over the top a few times but I never broke anyone's leg.
