"When I was first coming up through Sunderland, there was an old-timer on the team. Local guy. He and his wife were about to have their first kid, so during training one day, I made a joke that, statistically, I was probably the real dad. And the boys fell about laughing, but he went f*cking nuts. He battered me. Properly. I had a black eye, chipped tooth, three broken ribs. I couldn’t play for six games. He got booted off the team. After that, no club would go near him. Then in the summer, after I could breathe again, I bumped into him in a pub. And I got the chance to say sorry for my stupid f*cking joke. And he got to tell me... he and his wife had lost the baby... a month before all that went down. He hadn’t told anyone. Kept it all inside. Look, I get that some people think if they buy a ticket, they’ve got the right to yell whatever abusive shit they want at footballers. But they’re not just footballers. They’re also people. And none of us know what is going on in each other’s lives. So for Isaac to do what he did today, even though it was wrong... I give him love. And as for why he did what he did... that’s none of my f*cking business."

- Roy

"What do you have to be sad about? Did one of the Paw Patrol dogs die?"

- Roy

"For the past year, I’ve busted my f*cking ass trying to change. But apparently, I haven’t done f*cking shit ‘cause... I’m still me."

- Roy

"When I went to Sunderland, my granddad told me he’d teach me how to ride when I came back for Christmas, and then he f*cking d*ed and I haven’t been on a bike since. And now I’m saying that out loud, I realize that never learning was actually a great disrespect to his memory and now I feel ashamed. So can we stop talking about it and go back to me just taking out my negative emotions on you, even if you deserve it or not?"

- Roy

"Don’t you dare settle for “fine”. You deserve to be with someone who makes you feel like you’ve been struck by f&(k!ng lightning!"

- Roy