In the first of a new series of about eight billion parts, I give you-and you're welcome to him, Jamie "fucking" Redknapp. I hate him. I mean it. You're sitting there going " C'mon Fizzee, you don't really hate him, you just don't like him much, right?" Well.....no. I hate his face. I hate his voice. I hate his hair. I hate the fact that he always seems to be wearing the same suit when he does the football on a sunday afternoon. I hate that he does the football on a sunday afternoon. I hate his wife. I hate that Thomas Cook ad they both did. I hate his old man. And his Uncle. And his cousin. If he has a dog, I hate that too.
I hate him.