Hello and welcome to Flintoff Savage and me, Matthew, the ping pong guy, Sired.

Before we get going, thanks so much for getting in touch again through the week using the

hashtag Fred, Sired, you can use that hashtag to suggest topics and issues you'd like to hear

about next week. But let's start as we always do by what we've been doing in the last few

days. Fred, any tears?

You know what, Matthew, no tears this week. I'm nearly back to normal, but I'm not going

to lie. What I've been doing.

Normal, you.

Normal as I get. But I've been avoiding situations that could bring tears. So, hold me

sit here for the main times on the band list. I'm not watching hold me sit here. I'm not

going to any functions which involve retirement or anything because I can't keep crying. I

can't cry. I'm not a cryer. But I say what I did do this week. I went to watch the Champions

League match, right? I watched Lester. But I didn't go to the ground. I didn't watch

it at all. I watched it in an hour, saying Lester. I'm doing this job for a company.

Oh, for the goodness of you. I said job for a company. Right. Right. Right. You have

got bills to pay for. You know, bills. You'll do anything for a few, Fred. I've got come

in from the man who would jump on a lion's back for the Fiverr. You're a football rob.

Don't even have a go at me. So, I go around to this house and the premises, you sit and

watch the Champions League. We've been to an Arsenal, fans. I've been to a City fans. This

time I've gone to Lester to watch the Lester's reveal game. I've knocked on though a family

of foxes have answered. I don't mean real foxes. The rattle's dressed as foxes. And I sat

there and watched it. And I must admit, when I thought it was going to go into extra

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