A look of recognition flashed across the face of Angel Di Maria as he took to the field and spotted Seamus Coleman.
The Argentine grinned, smugly, recalling a torrid, balmy night in Lisbon, but the young Irishman shot back an icy glare and hissed: ‘Maybe you didn’t hear. You’ve been away a long time. I don’t shine no fuckin’ shoes no more, Billy.’
This is not football 
skipper, that last paragraph almost reduced me to tears. it’s 8.09am. the sound of music loves you. thanks.