Goldstone Rapper
Rediffusion PlayerofYear
Poyet is like the prick teaser at the disco, who looks the part and gives you the eye all night and talks a good game. So you spend all you dough, on the promise that you might get your leg over, only to be left frustrated with a peck on the cheek at the end of the evening, with the promise of more to come. Quite frankly, I'd rather have the old slapper, who you buy half a lager, but does the full works up some back ally, before getting you back to her place and on the nest all night.
Nigel Adkins?