By Chris Wright
These footballers, eh? With their stupid headphones and unilaterally shite taste in music, sulleying the atmosphere with their anaemic R&B, wanky hip-hop, faddy dance tripe and infernal slow jamzwithazed.
Thank goodness then, for the trend-buckers. Those willing to kick against the pricks and plough their own furrow when it comes to iPod fodder: Joey Barton has his Smiths Greatest Hits CD, Steven Gerrard will gladly slap the bejesus out of anyone who refuses to play his copy of ‘No Jacket Required’ on demand and Yaya Toure? Well, he likes ballads – ‘softer things like Celine Dion and Whitney Houston’…
Which is fair enough. After all, are you going to tell seven-foot tall, six foot-wide Yaya that he’s a big girl’s wussy to his face?
Nope, me neither.