He’s a fucking numpty. His smugness is matched only by his mediocrity.
He wrote a book, you know. The autobiography of that notable football figure Lee Bullen. Lee Bullen? Lee Fucking Bullen. Top players and managers across the land must be flocking for his services.
His commentary for RS on the Crewe v Doncaster game a couple of seasons ago was the worst I’ve ever heard by a very long way. It was as though they’d asked a bloke in the crowd to do it at the last minute. Truly, horrifically awful.
His literary standards, I’m afraid, leave a good deal to be desired. A couple of hours tuition from me on style and grammar, at a reasonable fee, would do him no harm at all.
Like many a hack, he’s become so ludicrously consumed by self-importance, he’s persuaded himself that he IS the story. It’s not a good read, Biggsy.
All in all, he’s a little bit shite.
An "autobiography" is when you write your own life story, a "biography" is when someone else writes your life story.
I read the biography of legendary boxer, Rocky Marciano, written by someone else.
I read the autobiography of Leslie Phillips, written by the man himself.