Letting them know who’s boss
"I can still remember my very first game in charge away at Oxford. I had done my team talk and was going into the dugout when I saw the bus driver sitting there. He was even giving the tea out at half-time. Let’s say that quickly stopped."
"I’m privileged to have followed Sir Matt because all you have to do is to try to maintain the standards that he set so many years ago."
To the assembled journalists trying to predict a team selection in 1998: "Never try to read the mind of a madman!"
"Jock Stein told me there’s nothing wrong with losing your temper for the right reasons – and I think 70 to 80 per cent of the time I’ve done it for the right reasons. Sometimes it would be premeditated to get my point across, to keep players’ feet on the ground, but I’m going back 15 years. I’m a pussycat now – and too old to lose my temper."
Taking on your rivals
"When an Italian tells me it’s pasta on the plate I check under the sauce to make sure. They are the inventors of the smokescreen."
"I can’t believe it. I can’t believe it. Football. Bloody hell."
On press concerns over Wayne Rooney’s temper in 2004: "What were you like when you were 19? I was trying to start a workers’ revolution in Glasgow. My mother thought I was a Communist."
"Pippo Inzaghi – that lad was born offside."
"It’s getting tickly now – squeaky-bum time, I call it."