Cod Almighty | Article

by Tony Butcher

6 August 2007

Our little secret. If anyone asks he's not here, right? He's gone down the newsagents to buy a Mars Bar for Brother Justin. Bryan who?

Have they gone?

Wahey, we've got a good 'un here, haven't we. What were Ipswich thinking of when they booted him out last summer? He's gone from callow youth to first-team regular in six crazy, crazy months. He's got poise, he's got power and above all he's got a brain that works. It's like Peter Handyside trapped in Mark Lever's body. Let's hope the hormones don't go haywire and he starts getting interested in girls and wants to play guitar in g Goth rock band.

He's just seventeen you know. And there ain't no-one here doubting his quality or dubious integrity. How long before it isn't just our small-town eyes gaping in dull surprise?