Christ!

[Rogin the Armchair fan]

Gavin Peacock's just announced live on Football Focus that he's giving up being a football pundit to go and study for a PhD in Divinity, so that he can become a church leader.

Garth Crooks' face is an absolute picture.

[Crusoe]

Christ!

Yeah, this was in the papers earlier in the week. Hasn't he always been known as a fairly devout chap though? (well, devout compared to most footballers)

[EIM]

Christ!

Wicked. Is he going to open one of those dodgy churches based on the Old Kent Road, or in Peckham? The International Church Of Our Our Lord The Saviour And Shining Light Of The Apostles Of Our Lord.

I always knew Peacock was a bit special. A bit divine. Take the 1994 season. In the two league games between Manchester United and Chelsea, peacock was a wrathful, Old Testament player, scoring the solitary goal in each game. But in the FA Cup final he was a giving and forgiving God, letting us hump Chelsea 4-0 in the symbolic Wembley rain.

Then he disappeared for years and turned up on telly looking like someone's cool uncle, a James Richardson tribute act, or a waiter in an Italian restaurant.

[mirko bolesan]

Christ!

He used to run bible study groups for footballers during his playing career.

I'm sure I remember a story of Peacock getting on the team coach for an away game and seeing that his team were watching some sort of pornography on the TV in the coach so he slept in the luggage compartment rather than watching it.

[Ray de Galles]

Christ!

I think I told you that story, mnb. I think it comes from a Baker (and possibly Kelly) show or a column by an old team mate.

[Jon]

Christ!

There was a real *cringe* moment on Football Focus where Garth Crooks, realising the conversation had gone a little bit serious, tried to take it back to the all-jokey sofa scenario that the BBC like to portray. "Called to the church maybe but you were never called to the bar."

Bad enough that he'd said it but his delivery was shocking. Why do the BBC still employ him?

[Kusal Flyer]

Christ!

Olbyun media mafia, innit. There's thousands of ye- Chris Collins, Jane Garvey and her bloke, Jeff Astle RIP and er...well foive anyway.

I like the way Peacock hasn't chosen his fave denomination yet. So he signs a pre-contract with Methodist United, only for Real Catholicos to gazump on personal terms. They could offer him 5,000 loaves and fishes per week.