Defoe’s friendship with Bradley Lowery was one of the most moving things I’ve seen in the sport, the delight on Bradley’s face whenever he saw him was so pure and Jermaine was wonderful in an incredibly difficult emotional situation that a pampered footballer could so easily have avoided.
Since thinking of Bradley always brings on waterworks for me I’m going to try to distract by posting my favorite Crouch tweet - hard not to like a guy who can poke fun at himself like this.
