So yesterday my son is in the Jesmond Starbucks, in a queue. In walks Sol Campbell and strides up to the counter. "Hoo mate" said my son, "there's a queue".
Campbell actually said "Do you know who I am?"
"Yes" replied my son "Unfortunately I do".
Campbell tuts and walks to the end of the queue. What planet are these guys on? I can't believe there are still people, especially footballers, still full of their self importance.
Anyone have other stories about footballers up their own arses?