I like this young Eddie, Never heard of him and makes a good impression. Whereas

[Sir C]

I remember us sitting together at Highbury watching this absurdly-becoiffed 16 year-old play alongside Vieira et al. So much promise.

We were all young, then. Young and spunky, full of optimism and eager to seize the myriad opportunities on offer.

Now look at us. Dessicated, worn out husks. Wearied, broken shadows, awaiting the blessed release of death.