Clearly hoping to witness a bit of a car crash, the worst I can say is that you can get a little too much of Brendan Rodgers and his cliches (although working at Anfield will soon knock that out of him, especially if results don't go the club's way).
But if I was a tad envious of Gerrard before (although I've never quite forgiven him for that injury time goal against West Ham in the 2006 FA Cup Final), I was all green Friday, seeing Gerrard in domestic bliss with his beautiful wife and three delightful daughters.
So the guy gets up each morning, with the ladies, in his massive house, goes off to do the job he loves at Liverpool (in his flash car), has a kickabout with his mates, and returns every evening to start all over again.
A one club man (a Liverpool lifer) and a four woman man, Gerrard is without doubt a shining example of everything a high profile footballer should be - skillful, loyal, dependable, hardworking and an emotionally mature person. Perfect life, perfect wife. Stevie Gerrard, how I envy you!
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