Love or loathe him, few in the game fascinate as much as Roy Keane. To celebrate his return as Republic of Ireland assistant manager under Martin O'Neill, we celebrate a man who shoots from the lip like few others - past or present...
Tuesday 5 November 2013 22:51, UK
Love or loathe him, few in the game fascinate as much as Roy Keane. Here are his finest verbal volleys.
"I remember having conversations about loyalty when I was at the club. I don't think he knows the meaning of the word. To constantly criticise other players that brought him success... I won't be losing any sleep over it." Roy's not overly enjoying Sir Alex's new book. "You've seen the training pitch and I'm not being a prima donna. Training pitch, travel arrangements, getting through the bloody airport when we were leaving, it's the combination of things. I would never say 'that's the reason or this is the reason', but enough is enough." Enough is indeed enough for Keane, as he quits international football in protest at the standard of Ireland's preparations for the 2002 World Cup. "Mick, you're a liar... you're a ******* ******. I didn't rate you as a player, I don't rate you as a manager, and I don't rate you as a person. You're a ******* ****** and you can stick your World Cup up your ****. The only reason I have any dealings with you is that somehow you are the manager of my country! You can stick it up your ********." It's fair to say the slanging match which ensued with Mick McCarthy put paid to any chance of a reconciliation. "Who do you think you are having meetings about me? You were a crap player and you are a crap manager. The only reason I have any dealings with you is that somehow you are the manager of my country and you're not even Irish you English ****!" Even flies were afraid to be in that particular room. "Where we trained last Monday, in Clonshaugh, was abysmal and it has been for as long as I've known it. I was fairly critical about our seating arrangements on the flight out here, when the officials were sitting in the first-class seats and the players were sitting behind. For me that's simply not right and it's not just because I'm playing for Manchester United. The priority has to be the team - and I don't think that has always been the case here." A year earlier Keane had sent his regards to Ireland's 'blazers' from cattle class. "Nineteen years old, your first trip, do you have any idea how long we have been waiting?" Following a friendly in the United States in 1991, an apoplectic Jack Charlton demands to know why Keane can't make it to the coach on time like his team-mates. "I didn't ask you to wait, did I?" The glorious precociousness of youth encapsulated by Keane's response. "If Jack came in here now, he wouldn't buy you a drink, he'd be hoping somebody would buy him one. He's a miser. A miser. That's all he spoke about... money." Experience failed to soften Keane's thoughts on Charlton. "I am prepared to give the benefit of the doubt on a number of occasions. I'm not the type to look for trouble. If he is late once or twice, even three or four maybe well and good, but when it is five, six or seven times, you have to draw the line. If you are driving to work, don't get in the car with Liam Miller because he has more car crashes than anyone I know." A changing of tune with regards punctuality when he became a manager. "I love playing for my country but my sanity is more important." Speaks for itself. "Sometimes you wonder, do they understand the game of football? We're 1-0 up, then there are one or two stray passes and they're getting on players' backs. It's just not on. At the end of the day they need to get behind the team. Away from home our fans are fantastic, I'd call them the hardcore fans. But at home they have a few drinks and probably the prawn sandwiches, and they don't realise what's going on out on the pitch. I don't think some of the people who come to Old Trafford can spell 'football', never mind understand it." Manchester United's commercial team choke on their prawn sandwiches, before drawing the curtain in the executive box. "Just because you are paid £120,000-a-week and play well for 20 minutes against Tottenham, you think you are a superstar. The younger players have been let down by some of the more experienced players. They are just not leading. There is a shortage of characters in this team. It seems to be in this club that you have to play badly to be rewarded. Maybe that is what I should do when I come back. Play badly." The pulled MUTV interview that proved the final straw for Sir Alex Ferguson. "I'd waited long enough. I ******* hit him hard. The ball was there (I think). Take that you ****. And don't ever stand over me again sneering about fake injuries. And tell your pal [David] Wetherall there's some for him as well. I didn't wait for Mr Elleray to show the red card. I turned and walked to the dressing room. My attitude is an eye for an eye." Keane metes out (rough) justice on Alf Inge Halaand in the Manchester derby of 2001 following a spat which had simmered between the pair for years. "I have never in my career set out to deliberately injure any player. In the incident involving Haaland I was making a genuine effort to play the ball. The words used in the book represent a degree of artistic licence on the part of the author." In an interview with the Guardian, Keane later tried to provide context to his actions. "I'm not one for holding grudges (ahem) but this was a stupid mistake, a bad public relations exercise and something that should never have happened. I'm still waiting for my apology but I could be waiting a long time. The fact is nobody should be singled out in a letter. It wasn't right. I felt everything was being laid at my door." Roy wasn't happy when Manchester United sent a letter to season ticket holders explaining that his wage hike to £52,000 was partly responsible for a rise in prices. "His transfer to Lazio illustrates how little power footballers have in the game. Contracts mean nothing. He has discovered that, to football clubs, players are just expensive pieces of meat. The harsh realities remain and when a club decide they want to sell there is little you can do once the wheels are in motion." After Jaap Stam was shipped off to Lazio in 2002. "I'm not saying I have a halo over my head, far from it, but, if I've done wrong, I'll be the first to apologise. I've always been like that." On his softer side. "When I first went to United, Bryan Robson was somebody I looked up to, still do. But I was young, and when you're young, you smell blood. It was like, 'Robbo, I'm after you, I'm taking you.' That's the name of the game, otherwise things don't move on. And I just felt over the last couple of years with the younger players at United, I was losing that influence. They were the ones smelling blood. In terms of dominating, I was definitely losing it. It might have been something the normal fan wouldn't recognise, the manager wouldn't even recognise it, but I recognised it. I was always my own judge, sometimes harsh, but in the end, I wasn't quite at the races." On the ravages of time.