My dad was a football player - a soccer player - for Manchester United and I loved playing football but I also happened to be the guy in class who was pretty good at sight reading. My teacher gave me scripts and I was very comfortable.

My dad was a sports writer when I was younger and then he became just a general columnist. But I grew up with him literally getting into brawls with football coaches.

My memories are of my dad taking me to football on Saturday mornings and my mum taking me swimming. Those are the things I remember from my childhood not sitting around the table debating capitalism and the profit squeeze.

Becoming a dad was the proudest moment of my life. Playing football does not even compare.

My friend and I sang an a cappella rendition of Extreme's 'More Than Words' at one of our football pep rallies in a desperate attempt to look cool. For a while I wore pink Converse All Stars because I thought it made me seem daring and irreverent.

In my school people liked the gym teachers because they were the football or soccer coaches. But look if they're cool they get respect.

When Brian told me he grew up in New Mexico I told him I thought it is cool that people from other countries play football. He corrected me on my geography and agreed to sit down with me anyway.

So if one day the result becomes 3-3 for me it doesn't change my mind because it's football it's normal. What is not normal is that we haven't been scoring enough goals playing such good football as we've been playing in the last few weeks.

The car business is a lot like football. In football you have to win once a week. In the car business you have to win every day.

You are going in one second the length of a football field. That means you brain is receiving information from your body what the car is doing physically bumping balance performance.