Our Loz has tweeted in favour of brother Hazza.
Interestingly (or not) I'm reading David Mitchell's latest novel Utopia Avenue, in it a member of a band is arrested in Italy, having been beaten up by police and having had cannabis planted on him. He is charged with assaulting the police. After much delay and contact with the British Consulate he is asked to sign a document, admitting he's done wrong and apologising and he'll be released. I won't spoil the plot any more than by saying he refuses to sign and that leaves the corrupt Italian police without a leg to stand on.
Harry doesn't strike me as the sharpest football brain in England, but his old alma mater St Mary's Chesterfield thought he was university material off the field of play - so he isn't a complete idiot either.
Our police spent years chasing the imaginings of a nut called Nick ruining lives and reputations in the process. So why are we so keen to trust the account of Greek police, who find themselves thrust into the position of having arrested the world's most expensive defender?
Shouldn't we avoid making assumptions about badly-behaved footballers or power-crazed police until the truth emerges? Certainly the phraseology attributed to Maguire in Greece doesn't sound as though it originated around Mosbrough.
Interestingly (or not) I'm reading David Mitchell's latest novel Utopia Avenue, in it a member of a band is arrested in Italy, having been beaten up by police and having had cannabis planted on him. He is charged with assaulting the police. After much delay and contact with the British Consulate he is asked to sign a document, admitting he's done wrong and apologising and he'll be released. I won't spoil the plot any more than by saying he refuses to sign and that leaves the corrupt Italian police without a leg to stand on.
Harry doesn't strike me as the sharpest football brain in England, but his old alma mater St Mary's Chesterfield thought he was university material off the field of play - so he isn't a complete idiot either.
Our police spent years chasing the imaginings of a nut called Nick ruining lives and reputations in the process. So why are we so keen to trust the account of Greek police, who find themselves thrust into the position of having arrested the world's most expensive defender?
Shouldn't we avoid making assumptions about badly-behaved footballers or power-crazed police until the truth emerges? Certainly the phraseology attributed to Maguire in Greece doesn't sound as though it originated around Mosbrough.