So for a year I spent all my time hiding from Jack Charlton in the car park practising my skills.
I've always had an inquisitive mind about everything from flowers to television sets to motor cars. Always pulled them apart - couldn't put 'em back, but always extremely interested in how things work.
Now Jack Charlton wasn't wrong, I was a bad footballer.
We were having a trial game against Leeds, and Jack Charlton was the boss of Middlesbrough at the time.
