This week John Nicholson is a bit frightened of Danny Mills’ stare and wishes he spoke proper Norwich.
He might be vanilla, but he's a top-quality vanilla. And vanilla is lovely. Does he own a denim cap?
This week Johnny watches football’s favourite multi-lingual Italian-American. Is Marcotti the first APFM?
Looks like he might tear your throat out at any point, like an especially aggressive ferret. It's Stuart Pearce
Divisive like no other, but there was a distant, wispy air to Brendan Does TV. Has he lost the faith?
Surely he doesn't actually like Robbie Savage? Johnny wants to think that 'Fletch' is pretending.
This week John Nicholson turns his widescreen plasma eyes on Ian Wright’s carer. But is she a PFW?
This week John Nicholson admires Paul Walsh’s glasses. Is he one of us though, Richard?
John Nicholson puts on his radio and listens to Chris Sutton getting rather annoyed.
John Nicholson flicks his elbows up and down and makes that funny oi-oi noise Londoners of a certain breed make. He's watching Tony Gale.
John Nicholson puts on an ill-fitting beige suit and goes galloping across a football pitch with David Pleat.
Johnny goes all continental as he dines at the smorgasbord of TV football with Raphael Honigstein.
John Nicholson looks at Richard Keys on the telly and is shocked to find it is still 1989...
John Nicholson watches TC on the TV and wonders how many pints of Reidy’s super glue and creosote best bitter he could drink.
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