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His voice is so irritating it's impossible to take in anything he says. He could be the best pundit ever but it's as pointless as the last ten years of his career.

 

Plus he's a fucking douche.

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He's a much better studio pundit than a live commentator.

 

I don't know if that's down to editing, cutting out the self important waffle, or the lack of fake excitement and long periods of listening to him, but if I were in charge, keep him off the live mic and in the studio.

 

He was ok, much better than shearer starting out IMHO.

 

Also his voice is nowhere near as bad as Carraghers, that really is too much for human eardrums.

 

 

 

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I liked the fact he agreed the Debuchy challenge was never a penalty but his arse did start dropping out towards the end, against Robbie Fucking Savage.

 

He is a boring prick still and I thought his comments on Stoke were a bit tasteless.

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Also his voice is nowhere near as bad as Carraghers, that really is too much for human eardrums.

 

Carragher was noticeably better last monday compared to the week before. It was obvious he's been told to drop about ten octaves. He was much less stop / start too, wouldn't say fluid exactly but the improvement in just 1 week was significant. I'm certain he'll become a top pundit, hope so too cause he's a likeable guy as well as knowing his stuff.

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Have we read his article in the Telegraph? He comes across like an entitled berk...

 

Go. That is my advice to Gareth Bale. You have to experience it. I have played for Real Madrid and it is a magical experience. You are playing in that lovely white kit.

 

You float like you are an angel out on to that pitch. The Bernabéu is the best stadium in the world. I felt like a king.

 

It is the history, the tradition, the sheer scale of the place.

 

When I moved there in 2004, I walked into the stadium and felt the history and expectation. I walked into the trophy room and was reminded of Real’s great history. I went into the dressing room and saw all these famous players, my new team-mates. It is special. Gareth will love it.

 

In many ways I was like Gareth is now with Tottenham Hotspur . I did not want to leave Liverpool. I had no reason to. I loved it. I am sure Gareth is exactly the same with Spurs. I am sure he loves the Spurs people, loves the football and he is doing well there.

 

But this is Real Madrid we are talking about. Before I went there, Jamie Carragher said to me: “Oh, you’ll never get a game, Ronaldo will be playing, Raul will be playing.” My answer was simple: “But it’s Real Madrid.”

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“I understand,” said Carra. “It’s Real Madrid.” It is that history, that stadium, that kit, that badge, everything about Real Madrid oozes class.

 

Ever since I returned from Madrid, the first question any footballer has asked me is: “What was it like at Real Madrid?” At Newcastle, Manchester United and Stoke City, the players did not want to know what it was like playing for Liverpool or England. It was: “What was it like playing with Zidane, Figo, Raul, Beckham, Roberto Carlos and all the other galácticos?”

 

Madrid is the capital of Spain, there is plenty going on there, but football is the huge passion. On the occasions I went out, I do not think I had to pay for one meal in a restaurant. They adore football. They adore Real Madrid.

 

It was more intense than I expected. With England fans you hear them sing and feel the passion of the crowd inside the stadium. With Real Madrid, you feel the passion outside the stadium, on the streets, miles from the ground. I had a good time there and a good record. In the league, I started 20 games, was sub 15 times, and scored 13 times.

 

I loved it at Madrid, although there was a bit of a horror story off the pitch. I would definitely advise Gareth and his partner to get a house sorted quickly in Madrid. They have a young child, as my wife and I did when we moved to Madrid. I envisaged immediately having a lovely house, swimming pool, sitting out in the sun, and when I got back from training I would be playing with the two-year-old in the garden. I spoke to Steve McManaman before going out there and Macca loved it in Madrid but he did not have a kid. We did. We were not prepared for a long time in a hotel.

 

Madrid did plenty to help us, but they put us in a businessmen’s hotel for five months; we had a lovely room, but it was not conducive to playing happy families. Restaurants in Spain do not open until late at night and we could not have our kid staying up to midnight every night. It is just not right when they are two years old. We were putting her down at 7pm, lights off at 7.30, me and my wife would put the one English TV channel on mute while the little one went to sleep.

 

We would lie there in the pitch black until we dropped off to sleep. It was pretty tough. It was difficult to enjoy. After training, I wanted to go and spend time with the lads, embrace the country. A few times I used to play nine holes of golf with Ronaldo – the Brazilian – and the reserve keeper César Sánchez. I felt really guilty. I knew my wife and daughter would be in the hotel with nothing to do.

 

I would get in the car after training, and my wife would call, asking: “How long until you are here?” “Twenty minutes.” She’d then ring again. “How long now?” “Five minutes.”

 

My daughter would be sitting on the step of the hotel waiting for me. When 'Daddy’ came home often I was too knackered to take her around the zoo or wherever.

 

We did not have a support system around us. When my family came out, they tied their visits in with a Madrid game.

 

They would arrive on the Friday, and I would already be in the Real team hotel. Madrid games are always 7pm onwards, I even kicked off at 11pm one night. By the time I got showered, got home, it was one or two in the morning. I was knackered, went to bed and basically had only 10 minutes with them before taking them back to the airport in the morning.

 

Towards the end, we made friends with a Spanish couple. He helped me with legal things, they had a big family so we spent time with them. But really by the time we had found a house, there were only three months left of the season and my wife wanted to get back home and I was certainly missing the Premier League.

 

Maybe if the hotel situation had not been such a struggle I might have done another year.

 

If Gareth gets everything sorted out quickly off the pitch, he will enjoy Real Madrid even more than I did. Despite the difficulties off the pitch, I certainly loved my time there.

 

Spent ages in a hotel at Real Madrid's expense because he was too cheap to buy a house, made no effort to learn the language or adapt to the lifestyle. What fucking pricks both he and his wife are.

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"I knew my wife would be in hotel with nothing to do."

 

Is she retarded? Could she not operate the door without Michael?

 

"Oh noes, I'm trapped in this capital city with only a credit card that has a 100k limit. Guess that's me housebound then."

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Yeah, learn the language, get out and about and make some friends. Get a part time job somewhere, not for the money but to socialise. Or join some clubs.

 

She must be a complete berk or a neurotic agoraphobe if she just sat in the hotel room for a year.

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