Everybody else does, but I bet you a pound to a pinch of shit that it won't stop certain folk from frothing at the mouth and chewing the carpet every five minutes.
I mean, in his first appearance as a substitute Cresswell did nowt, apart from score. He didn't save anyone from drowning, castrate any tigers or fight off any big bears. He rescued nobody from burning buildings, and didn't find any cures for diseases, even sheep ones, and they're piss-easy. All he did was score a goal, the twat. And what use is that in a professional footballer, especially one that has had the temerity, nay, the bare faced cheek to have played for somebody else, somebody we don't like, before us? How very dare he! Scoring in his first match for us, the tosser.
