Steven Gerrard was my room-mate and a good pal at Liverpool. He was also three years younger than me so when Gerard Houllier made him captain I thought I’d be immune from any rollockings.
All that changed dramatically in a game at Leeds when I miscontrolled one of Stevie’s passes and then pinned the fault on him.
To my amazement, he monstered me there and then. ‘Don’t you blame me — sort your own f***ing game out. It’s not good enough.’ He was absolutely right, so there were no long-term hard feelings on my part.